"Boss, I was tricked by a dead fat man. As soon as Bao Zhan met, he cried and complained.

"Aren't you fat?" Ling Feng said playfully.

Bao Zhan looked anxious, obviously in no mood to joke with him.

"Boss, I've been deceived. ”

Only then did Ling Feng notice the pair of armor in Bao Zhan's hand, which seemed to be coated with a layer of silver powder.

Then he broke it with a little force, and the armor immediately bent.

"What are you doing with this piece of iron?"

Ling Feng asked.

Bao Zhan was furious and said: "That dead fat man is the one who deceived me with this thing." ”

He set up a stall in the rookie disciple area, saying that this was produced by the spirit weapon arsenal of the Royal Martial Academy, what is it called silver scale breastplate, high-grade spirit level armor. ”

"When he was in his hands, it was obviously full of aura and silver light, but when it came to my hands, it turned into this piece of broken iron. ”

"Spiritual weapons?"

Ling Feng had a spiritual weapon in his hand, even if it wasn't a real spiritual weapon, he could see at a glance that the material was extraordinary.

His sword was definitely the top of the innate rank.

And the armor in Bao Zhan's hand is of inferior material, neither engraved with the Spirit Gathering Array, nor the slightest aura at all, the fake is too obvious.

"How much did you buy it?" Ling Feng asked casually.

"Two hundred spirit stones. That's all my belongings!"

On Bao Zhan's face, his facial features were squeezed into bitter gourd.

"You want to buy a spiritual weapon for two hundred spirit stones? You can't even buy the hair of a spiritual weapon, right? No wonder you were deceived. Ling Feng thought secretly.

"Go, find him. ”

Walk along the bluestone road in the direction of the newcomer disciple area and come to a small square.

There were quite a few people in the square, most of them were rookie disciples, and occasionally there were formal disciples wearing blue disciple costumes passing by.

There were people who looked around alone, there were people who talked in twos and threes, and there were even a bunch of people who gathered around and talked about it.

"It's over there. Bao Zhan pointed to the crowd.

Ling Feng curiously parted the human wall and looked inside, only to see a fat man who was two years younger than himself, with some weapons and armor on the ground in front of him, spitting lotus flowers and selling them to the onlookers.

Look at the blue robe on his body, it turns out that he is also a core disciple.

The little fat man was carrying a big cyan gourd, with short hair and forehead guards, his double chin was shiny, and his fleshy chest was exposed, and his clothes couldn't cover it.

From time to time, I raise the gourd and pour it into my mouth, and the wine has a strong taste.

Compared with him, Bao Zhan's figure can only be called strong.

A pair of armor in his hand was shining with silver light, full of glory, and the aura was compelling.

Around the newcomers I saw yesterday, he said that his eyes were hot, his heart was longing, his hands were rubbing on the storage ring, and he would take out the money at any time.

The little fat man who set up the stall rubbed his armor on his greasy and shiny clothes, and pouted angrily: "Two thousand pieces of silver scale cuirasse, and the one you want to buy is coming soon!

"It's a must-have for going out to practice, fighting and adventuring. I can defend myself and hold up the façade!"

"Is it so expensive, is it cheaper?" In the crowd of onlookers, some people still offered the price.

"The price is not negotiable, if you want to buy, you will pay for it, and if you don't buy it, you will get out of the way. The little fat man looked at each other with disdain, and knew that he was a poor ghost when he looked like that, these years Xinneli is either rich or expensive, all of them are at the level of big fat sheep, how can there be such a bastard mixed in.

Seeing the disdain on the fat man's face, the old man blushed, gritted his teeth and took out two thousand gold coins from his arms and threw them in front of the little fat man.

"I'm going to have this silver-scaled breastplate. ”

The little fat man picked up the bag of gold coins and threw it back to the man: "I'm talking about two thousand spirit stones, don't make trouble here if you can't afford it!"

Why don't you grab it, two thousand spirit stones. How many Pepsi Pavilion tasks do you have to take on to save up? When the people around heard this, they complained.

Everyone is a freshman, although they have a family background, and there is a lot of gold and silver, but how can there be spirit stones. This thing is a precious resource necessary for cultivation, a hard currency among martial artists.

Two blue-clothed disciples passed by in the distance behind him, and they whispered: "Hey, there are fools who want to pay for it again, but they won't understand the truth that pies won't fall from the sky." ”

"You're selling this too expensive, what kind of is worth so much?"

The people around also echoed at the same time, yes, yes, cheaper.

When the little fat man heard this, it was as if he had stepped on a cat's tail: "What? Let me tell you that my silver-scaled breastplate is from the spirit weapon arsenal of the Imperial Dragon Martial Academy." I got it with great difficulty. What about good things at the spirit weapon level, do you know the goods?"

Wow, the artifact. The surrounding crowd was in an uproar when they heard this word, the spirit weapon in the arsenal was a treasure! A spirit weapon-level armor could block the qi of the Yuangang Realm martial artist.

Not to mention 2,000 lower-grade spirit stones, even 20,000 lower-grade spirit stones are estimated to be unavailable.

When Chu Yihang heard about the spirit weapon of the Imperial Dragon Martial Academy, he was also attracted to attention.

I looked at it carefully, and after a while, it dawned on me.

The silver-scaled breastplate was shining with silver light on the outside, and there was indeed a trace of spiritual power fluctuation on the surface, but compared to the golden armor worn by the elder mad lion he had seen, it was simply heaven and earth.

There is no inner mystical gathering spirit array, and there is no spiritual defense layer on the spiritual weapon armor, the workmanship is rough, and there is no sense of heaviness at all. At all, the iron plate is coated with a layer of silver powder, and the two spirit stones are not worth it.

This is also called a spiritual weapon? It is estimated that he can't even block his full force blow. This guy really made it.

The man who had just given out the two thousand gold coins not only did not flinch when he heard the word spiritual weapon, but his eyes became even hotter.

But his next sentence made everyone faint.

"Senior brother, here's a fake. Hey, hey, I'll take the other four gardens and throw them over. ”

The buddy smiled lewdly and took out the two thousand gold coins.

"Fuck off, I don't want to smash the field. ”

The little fat man said in his heart: "Where did it come from, it's more obscene than me." ”

Black Bean's small eyes swept through the crowd and saw Ling Feng.

"Brother, I see that you are new here, take care of you. ”

Then the little fat man took out the silver scale cuirass and shook it in front of Ling Feng.

"The spirit weapon arsenal of the Martial Academy is produced, which can withstand the blow of the master of the Yuangang realm, how about it? Do you want a silver scale breastplate? Sell it to you for two hundred spirit stones at a cheaper price. ”

Looking at the fat man who was squinting and smiling, his facial features were about to squeeze together, Ling Feng habitually stroked his forehead.

"You look like a silver-scaled breastplate. Ling Feng didn't mean to be polite at all.

Dead fat man, he actually deceived me.

"Is there an engraved Spirit Gathering Array? Even if you don't have a Spirit Gathering Array, you dare to pretend to be a spirit weapon!"

What kind of spirit gathering array did the fat man hear? It seems that he has met an expert!

"Did you deceive my buddy?" Ling Feng said lightly, pulling the angry Bao Zhan behind him.

The little fat man's black bean eyes were stunned for a moment, and it turned out that he had been found by others.

In the next second, he rushed out of the crowd at a lightning speed, and ran away.

As soon as I was excited, the flesh on my chin trembled.

Ling Feng didn't expect this core disciple to be so cowardly, and his reaction was half a beat slower for a while.

"Baozi, call the seat to Nan, chase. ”