"One million taels of gold per piece! This is why things are sold in our Tianbao Pavilion, so the price is this. If it is outside, it will not be less than one.5 million taels of gold per piece, and there is a price but no market!"

Seeing Ye Feng's excited look, Zhao Zhanwu said with a smile on his lips.

He believed that as long as he was a warrior, few people could withstand the temptation of the spirit stone. You should know that even at the peak of the ninth level of the true warrior, this spirit stone still has a huge effect.

"Manager Zhao, I want a spirit stone!" Ye Feng naturally would not miss it when he heard that there was a spirit stone.

"Okay!" Zhao Zhanwu nodded when he heard this, and instantly ten spirit stones appeared on the table.

Ye Feng took a look and quickly put away the spirit stone.

After seeing Ye Feng put away the spirit stone, Zhao Zhanwu did not turn around, but pointed to Ye Feng straight to the point and said, "Brother Ye, Qiu Mo has told us the matter. It's not that we don't believe me, but it's important. After all, this is the information accumulated by generations of our Tianbao Pavilion and the Wen family, so we have to evaluate Brother Ye's combat power! I hope I'll forgive me!"

Neither Qiu Mo nor Wen Ruitian spoke about this, after all, it was of great importance, and neither of them had seen Ye Feng's cultivation.

Ye Feng pondered for a moment and said, "No problem! I don't know how to evaluate it?"

"Okay, brother, please be happy. As long as you can stick to ten moves in Brother Qiu's hands, you will pass!"

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Zhao Zhanwu laughed, looked at Qiu Mo and said.

In their opinion, the gap between the second and third levels of the true warrior is still quite huge, not to mention that Ye Feng has not joined any force. It is impossible to obtain those high-level martial arts secrets, so he set the rules for ten moves.

Not to mention that Ye Feng cannot have advanced martial arts. Even if there are advanced warriors, the third-level true warriors attack with all their strength, the second-level true warriors may not be able to withstand it.

"Ten moves? OK!"

Ye Feng nodded without any expression when he heard this.

At this time, Ye Feng had already planned to expose some of his strength, but he did not intend to expose his body refining. There was no such thing as refining his body in this world, so this was his biggest trump card. The strength of warriors and spiritists could be exposed at the moment when he was now.

After all, these things will not be hidden from others in the end, and some of them will be greatly beneficial to him and Ye Hao's future foothold in Tianbao Pavilion.

The more genius Ye Feng is, the less anyone will touch him. At least if he does not have the ability to absolutely kill Ye Feng, no one will attack him or his family. After all, if he cannot be killed at one time, according to Ye Feng's talent, the consequences cannot be borne by any force.

Strong strength and extraordinary talent are the foundation for gaining a foothold in this world.

"Brother Ye, please!"

Qiu Mo came to the center of the yard and said to Ye Feng.

"Okay. Brother Qiu, that little brother offended me!" Ye Feng also jumped to the center of the yard and stood opposite Qiu Mo.

"Brother, take out your weapon, otherwise you will not be my opponent!"

Qiu Mo stood there with a gentle look. When he saw Ye Feng standing with his hands down, he smiled and said.

"hehe!"

Ye Feng chuckled and took out the black iron heavy gun when he heard this.

After seeing Ye Feng's spear, Qiu Mo also showed a solemn expression.

In this world, there are not many people using guns, but everyone using guns has strong combat power.

"Brother, please!"

"Brother Qiu, offended me!"

"Haha..." Ye Feng shouted loudly, and stabbed Qiu Mo with his gun.

Although Ye Feng's gun did not use any martial arts, it was still as fast as lightning.

However, Qiu Mo did not move any action, just stood there and watched the shot come straight.

In an instant, the tip of the gun stabbed into Qiu Mo's chest.

Ye Hao was shocked when he sat there and saw this scene, and almost exclaimed.

Suddenly, Qiu Mo's figure gradually dissipated.

"After shadow!"

The moment he stabbed in, Ye Feng knew that he was stabbed in the sky and was secretly shocked.

Although he was surprised, there was no expression on his face.

Suddenly, a huge force came from mid-air with a fierce wind.

When he felt this power, Ye Feng's figure retreated sharply, and the spear swept across the direction where the power was transmitted.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Ye Feng's body involuntarily retreated five or six steps.

When he had just stood firm, this huge force attacked again.

"What a fierce offensive!"

After feeling this power, Ye Feng muttered in his heart, but the movements in his hand were not slow, and the black iron heavy gun swept over again.

In fact, Qiu Mo was also very shocked when he attacked in the air. In his opinion, although he did not use martial arts just now, he was not something that a second-level real warrior could resist. But he didn't expect that Ye Feng just took a few steps back and had nothing to do.

"Bang!"

With another loud bang, Ye Feng's figure suddenly took more than ten steps back.

However, he still had nothing to do.

At this time, not only Qiu Mo was shocked, but even Zhao Zhanwu and Wen Ruiyun were shocked, both of whom were shocked by Ye Feng's defense.

The two attacks made Ye Feng know that the gap between the first-level true warrior and the third-level true warrior is still very huge. Even if he has strong spiritual power, he is comparable to the second-level true warrior, but he only has the ability to resist and has no ability to fight back.

Wind Gunssing Technique!

Suddenly, Ye Feng, who was retreating, suddenly shouted.

The black iron heavy gun in his hand stabbed him again.

When the spear stabbed out, phantoms instantly filled the entire space, just like the omnipresent wind.

"Ha ha….."

Looking at these gun shadows, Qiu Mo laughed proudly and reached out to take pictures of these gun shadows.

In his opinion, the gap in absolute strength is that no matter how fancy the moves are, they are useless.

"What?"

However, when his palm entered the gun shadow, he suddenly exclaimed.

It turned out that he thought it was a fancy martial art, but after entering, he found that each of the gun shadows seemed to be fake, and it seemed to be real, just like the wind was everywhere.

Moreover, each gun shadow contained a great force, which made him dare not take it head-on.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Mo's figure also flew away and retreated behind him.

Zhao Zhanwu and Wen Ruiyun frowned slightly after looking at Ye Feng's shooting skills, and a look of confusion appeared on their faces.

"Brother Ye, it seems that I want to show some real skills..."

Qiu Mo, who had flew away, looked at Ye Feng in front of him, and said with a hint of surprise on his face.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes, looking at Qiu Mo, couldn't help but condense slightly.

It turned out that Qiu Mo's figure, standing there, seemed to have been slightly higher in an instant, and his original elegant appearance suddenly became sharp.

Qiu Mo waved his fists and attacked Ye Feng frantically.

Ye Feng looked at the fists that came in the moment, his face changed. His fists were violent and violent, like two double hammers. It actually made Ye Feng's heart feel unavoidable.

Ye Feng retreated sharply, but these fists always enveloped him. The sharp fist wind was like a sharp blade, causing his skin to ache.

"Old Qiu has used his real skills. I guess Brother Ye will lose!" Outside the field, Zhao Zhanwuyi said to the brothers Wen Ruiyun and Wen Ruitian with a smile on his face.

"Hehe. Yes! It's really good to let Lao Qiu use eight points of his strength within three moves!"

The other two obviously knew Qiu Mo well, so after hearing Zhao Zhanwu's words, both of them nodded and said.

"Not good..." Ye Feng screamed inwardly and used it in an instant. However, no matter how he avoided, Qiu Mo's fists always enveloped him.

At this time, Ye Feng's face changed. This was the first time he encountered an ineffective step.

However, if you think about it, this kind of small-range attack will have a very small effect.

Ye Feng's figure retreated from time to time under Qiu Mo's attack. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

The wind step!

Ye Feng's figure instantly turned into a light breeze and disappeared into Qiu Mo's eyes.

Um?

Seeing Ye Feng disappear, Qiu Mo was also stunned.

Suddenly, Qiu Mo felt a gust of wind suddenly blew behind him, which made his face change and he suddenly turned around.

When he turned around, he saw nothing, but he felt a violent hurricane hit him, and he had a feeling that the strong wind seemed to be Ye Feng's spear.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhanwu and Wen Ruiyun, who were drinking tea with a smile on their faces, spit out the tea with a mouthful of surprise, and stood up with a look of surprise.

"artistic conception?"

"That's right, it's artistic conception, although it's just a prototype..."
To be continued...