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Chapter 8 Spirit Snake Fist!

"Fifth Young Master, it's a coincidence that you came here."

Chen Sheng'an's eyes lit up and he said: "To be honest, I happen to have a martial arts book in my hand that can improve your combat effectiveness."

"oh?"

Shen Lang took a sip of tea and said, "I wonder what level of martial arts it is?"

As if offering a treasure, Chen Sheng'an took out the Spiritual Snake Fist and said mysteriously: "Fifth Young Master, I'll tell you the truth. Although this Spiritual Snake Fist is a low-grade yellow-level book, its power is comparable to the middle-grade yellow-level one. This is I would never sell the secret treasure of our Sifang Chamber of Commerce to an ordinary person."

"Medium-grade yellow level?"

Shen Lang took over the Spirit Snake Fist and looked extremely excited.

This Spiritual Snake Fist is indeed very sophisticated, it can increase the warrior's speed and unleash extremely powerful power.

The last time he lost to Shen Chenfeng, it was because he was not as fast as others, so he was defeated by Shen Chenfeng. If he could practice this martial art, he could make up for the shortcomings in speed.

How can Shen Chenfeng be his opponent?

Thinking of this, Shen Lang gritted his teeth and said: "Shopkeeper Chen, I wonder how to sell this martial arts book?"

"This martial arts book has exquisite moves and powerful power. It can be compared to the yellow-level mid-level. The price is naturally good."

Chen Sheng'an rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "However, the Fifth Young Master is a frequent visitor to our Sifang Chamber of Commerce. I will never charge you more. Let's do this. I will sell you this Spiritual Snake Fist for ten gold leaves. what do you think?"

In Daqi Kingdom, willow leaves made of gold and silver are the official currency.

Among them, one gold leaf is equivalent to ten silver leaves. One silver leaf is equivalent to ten copper leaves.

Ten gold leaves are the normal price for low-grade yellow-level martial arts. What Chen Shengan wants is indeed not expensive.

But before Shen Lang could speak, a rough voice came from the side, saying: "Shopkeeper Chen, I want this martial arts book and eleven gold leaves."

Hearing this, Chen Sheng'an was slightly stunned.

Shen Lang looked at Shen Chenfeng, who was shrouded in a black robe, and said with a gloomy face: "My friend, I am the fifth son of the Shen family, how dare you steal something from me?"

"I have long heard that the Shen family is the first aristocratic family in Qingzhou City, with a huge fortune, and the fifth son is a spendthrift."

Shen Chenfeng deliberately pretended to be serious and said: "However, this martial arts is also very important to me, so please give me your love."

"I don't care how important this martial arts is to you. But in this Qingzhou City, no one dares to steal anything from me, Shen Lang."

Shen Lang also lost his temper and waved his hand directly: "Twelve gold leaves, I bought them."

"Thirteen."

Shen Chenfeng remained calm and raised his voice deliberately.

At this moment, the entire Sifang Chamber of Commerce guests were attracted by the quarrel between the two.

"what happened?"

"Hahaha, this is going to be a good show. There are some blind people who dare to steal things from Young Master Shen."

"If you ask me, is this a foreigner?"

"The Shen family is the number one family in Qingzhou City, and Shen Lang is the number one dude in the Shen family. If you dare to snatch things from Shen Lang, I think you are impatient."

Hearing the sounds around him, Shen Lang became even more proud and directly increased the price to fifteen gold leaves.

"Haha, the Shen family is indeed the number one family in Qingzhou City. It is indeed rich and powerful."

Shen Chenfeng smiled coldly and said: "However, this martial art is very powerful. Although it is a low-level yellow level, its power is comparable to that of a middle-level yellow level. I am bound to win it today."

After saying that, Shen Chenfeng raised his right hand and said: "Twenty gold leaves!"

boom!

Everyone trembled inwardly.

A low-grade yellow grade, but comparable to a mid-grade yellow grade?

What does this mean?

This shows that this martial art is only as difficult to practice as a low-level yellow-level skill, but it can unleash the power of a middle-level yellow-level skill.

Such martial arts skills are simply superb.

No wonder, this foreigner wanted to bargain with Shen Lang even if he wanted to offend the Shen family.

"Shopkeeper Chen, you only sell such good martial arts skills to Mr. Shen. What does this mean?"

"Twenty-one gold leaves, I want this martial arts book."

"Twenty-five gold leaves, I am the captain of the city defense army. Which of you dares to steal them from me?"

The warriors who were full of ridicule just now suddenly started shouting with red eyes.

Martial arts are the foundation for a warrior to establish himself.

A good martial arts skill is enough to increase a warrior's combat effectiveness several times.

If it were ordinary martial arts, those warriors would not compete with Shen Lang for the sake of the Shen family.

However, that is a martial arts book that is comparable to the middle-level Huang level!

You must know that in a small place like Qingzhou City, martial arts skills are very rare. Huang-level middle-grade martial arts skills are even more rare.

Even the weakest yellow-level middle-grade martial arts can be sold for a sky-high price of hundreds of gold leaves.

At this time, a martial arts book that is comparable to the middle-grade yellow-level martial arts only sells for a few dozen gold leaves. Who is not tempted and who is not jealous?

For a time, countless warriors participated in the competition.

The price of the Spirit Snake Fist quickly reached fifty gold leaves.

"Sixty gold leaves, I bought them!"

Seeing the price getting higher and higher, Shen Lang gritted his teeth.

But Shen Chenfeng sneered and raised his voice deliberately, saying: "Seventy gold leaves, brothers, this martial arts is really important to me, please give me some face."

"Damn it, it's important to you, but isn't it important to me?"

"Seventy-one gold leaves, I want this martial arts book."

"Seventy-five pieces, this is my final price. If any of you want to compete with me again, don't blame me for being rude."

Driven by Shen Chenfeng, the crowd started bidding again.

"enough!"

Shen Lang finally couldn't help it anymore, slammed the table and said: "One hundred gold leaves, who else dares to snatch them from me?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent for an instant.

One hundred gold leaves are enough to buy a true yellow-level middle-grade martial arts book.

"Why, do you still want to fight with me?"

Seeing that no one said anything, Shen Lang turned around and looked at Shen Chenfeng, his eyes fierce.

These one hundred gold leaves were all his family property.

But for the majesty of the Shen family and to be able to defeat Shen Chenfeng, he didn't care about anything.

"The Shen family is indeed the number one family in Qingzhou City. I deeply admire them."

Shen Chenfeng pretended to be hesitant, but finally shook his head and said: "This martial arts belongs to Master Shen."

Shen Lang's heart bleeds secretly. Things that could have been bought with ten gold leaves were forcibly carried to hundreds of gold leaves because of this man in black.

However, he still showed a arrogant expression and said coldly: "You are too young to dare to fight with our Shen family."

With that said, Shen Lang threw down a hundred gold leaves, then picked up the Spiritual Snake Fist, and proudly left the Sifang Chamber of Commerce surrounded by several guards.

"The Shen family is indeed very wealthy."

"Haha, I feel sorry for this foreigner."

"Shen Lang interfered with something that was destined to be obtained. You must have gone crazy, right?"

Amid the laughter from the surrounding warriors, only Chen Sheng'an still looked dumbfounded, still unable to believe what just happened.

Is there such an operation?

A book of low-grade yellow-level martial arts was unexpectedly priced at the price of a middle-grade yellow-level martial arts by Shen Chenfeng.

Others don't know, but Chen Sheng'an knows it very well.

That martial skill originally belonged to Shen Chenfeng.

How could he be pitiful?

How could he be so mad?

I'm afraid, Shen Chenfeng's heart has already gone crazy with joy at this time.


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