Things happened so suddenly that Zhao Yingming never expected that Sha Tailang would dare to take action in front of his young master. The two immediately fought each other. Originally, their strength was not much different. In this fight, he had the upper hand.
Sha Tailang had an advantage. Although the private room was large enough, it was still difficult to use in a fight. Sha Tailang's moves were fatal. Zhao Yingming, who was forced to retreat, could only move the corner of his mouth slightly, and a burst of golden light appeared.
A golden tiger claw flashing with dazzling cold light appeared in front of him. He stretched out one hand forward, and the tiger claw fit perfectly with Zhao Yingming's palm. The "swishing" silhouette came over, and Kill Tailang unexpectedly
He was forced to take two steps back.
Zhao Yingming took the opportunity to take a few steps back. The two distanced themselves and finally stopped, breathing heavily secretly. Zhao Yingming's back was soaked with sweat. There is no comparison between fighting in the ring and fighting hard. He just thought
Not only was Sha Tailang looking for revenge, his momentum was terrifying, his moves were much more powerful than before in the ring. Zhao Yingming was a little timid because he felt that he was actually lucky to be able to sneak attack Sha Tailang.
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"Ling Feng, what are you doing?" Mu Zihao slapped the table with his hand and asked with a cold eyebrow. Ling Feng smiled slightly, looked at the furious Mu Zihao and said, "Young master Mu is very angry at a young age.
It's not small. This table is not cheap. How can you match it if it's broken?" This was a deliberate attempt to squeeze Mu Zihao. His face turned red, but Mu Zihao pointed at Ling Feng and said, "You attack the imperial official, wait.
Going to jail?"
"Officer of the imperial court? Which one?" Ling Feng asked funnyly, but Zhao Yingming, who had been breathing heavily, responded proudly: "I am the second-level guard of the Imperial City Guard Department." Situ Qingyang's expression changed, although this
The second-level guard is not a high official, but he is really an official of the imperial court. The imperial capital has strict judicial system, and attacking an official of the imperial court is a serious crime. Mu Zihao is worthy of being a son of an official family, and he can frame people with just one mouth.
"What kind of crime should officials of the imperial court rob the people of their belongings?" Ling Feng is not an ordinary commoner. You can scare him just by talking to him. He can talk and laugh even in front of the princess, not to mention that he is originally a commoner.
Mu Zihao had a grudge against him. Mu Zihao's face trembled, but Ling Feng patted the sword box and said: "I bought this Sword of Wind with 30 million gold coins. There are records of real gold and silver. Master Mu, come up."
It’s just a white wolf with nothing. If you want to avoid Tailang’s crime, unless you really give me 100 million, otherwise, you will just rob~!”
Mu Zihao was stunned. Of course he couldn't give Ling Feng 100 million. Seeing that he couldn't get any favors by staying here, and instead felt a little like being played by others, the good-looking Mu Zihao stood up and left. Zhao Yingming also followed.
Behind him, Ling Feng signaled Sha Tailang to follow him out.
"Wait, don't leave in a hurry." Ling Feng looked at Mu Zihao who was leaving in a hurry, with a half-smile but not a smile. Mu Zihao turned around and looked at Ling Feng without saying anything. With a "stab" sound, a steel knife came out
It flew over and was stuck straight on the wooden floor. The steel knife was more than halfway in, but the handle did not move at all. You can imagine how strong it was. The person who threw the knife was Sha Tailang, and the person standing on the knife
The one in front is Zhao Yingming, a bald man with a green scalp.
"What do you mean?" Mu Zihao asked, "What do you mean, didn't you see it was an invitation to a duel?" Ling Feng said with a smile. Zhao Yingming's scalp was numb, and the black eyes of Sha Tailang opposite him seemed to be able to eat people.
Usually, the overwhelming momentum makes him breathless.
"I, Sha Tailang, will fight you here today~!" Sha Tailang stood up and looked directly at Mu Zihao. Sha Tailang's voice was sonorous and powerful, and it immediately spread throughout the hall below.
It became quiet, and even the auctioneer on the auction stage stared blankly with his hammer in hand.
Although public duels are expressly prohibited, the folk customs of the Laye Empire are fierce. This kind of knife-throwing duel is extremely popular among the people. If you accept it, it will be a matter of life and death. If you don't accept it, you will be called a coward and will be unable to hold your head up for the rest of your life. The previous brief fight
Mu Zihao had been made to understand that if fighting with real swords and guns was aside, he was no match for Sha Tailang, so he felt very uneasy. Mu Zihao's face turned green and white, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Ling Feng, are you a grown man?"
Are you unable to live with me?"
"Mr. Mu, this corridor is very wide. Aren't you so fat that you can't even pass by alone?" Ling Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Mu Zihao leisurely. Originally, he had other plans to deal with him, but he didn't expect Mu Zihao.
He couldn't wait to bump into him. It was the tradition of the Ling family to take revenge. Ling Feng didn't back down at all and looked at Mu Zihao blankly.
"Let's go~!" Mu Zihao had already seen Zhao Yingming's timidity. He knew that even if Zhao Yingming accepted the duel, he would only fail, so he immediately chose to retreat. Zhao Yingming responded and followed with a gloomy expression. The audience was stunned.
There were roars of laughter and boos one after another. The imperial capital was full of good people. I thought I would see a duel, but I didn’t expect that the boy opposite was scared. For a while, there were endless voices of criticism.
"It's a pity." Ling Feng shook his head. He didn't expect Mu Zihao to be able to hold back. It seems that if he wants to take revenge, he has to use the previous method. "Let's go back." Ling Feng turned around and walked in. Sha Tailang was unwilling to accept it.
After looking at the backs of Mu Zihao and the others, he slapped the railing hard. The iron railing immediately deformed, and Sha Tailang walked back full of murderous intent.
"I'm sorry, it's all because of me." Situ Qingyang said apologetically. Ling Feng and Mu Zihao had a grudge, and it was all because of her. "We are friends, we just say sorry and let it go." Ling Feng smiled.
As he said this, Situ Qingyang felt warm in his heart. He nodded and said nothing. Lingfeng looked at Sha Tailang. He wanted to say a few words of comfort, but Sha Tailang smiled lightly and said, "Brother, you don't know anything."
Don't say it, I understand." Ling Feng nodded, saying nothing.
Originally, it was a very happy thing to take a picture of the Sword of Wind, but because of Mu Zihao's appearance, several people were not very happy. After packing up their things, Ling Feng was going to pick up the things he had agreed with Situ Qingyang.
Slave, suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums outside, and the scene reached an unprecedented peak. Ling Feng stood up immediately, and the red cloth was unveiled under the stage. Three golden artifacts appeared in front of everyone, the goddess of light suit,
Bright battle armor, bright leggings, and bright boots, these three artifacts were worn on a beautiful woman, and they immediately won the applause of the whole house.
"This armor is really beautiful." Situ Qingyang said with envy. As an ordinary person, even if she likes this armor, she still can't own it because although the armor is beautiful, it is not light and cannot be used to practice fighting.
If she had the strength, she wouldn't be able to carry even one load, let alone three.
"The starting price is two million gold coins." As soon as the auctioneer shouted, the entire auction house fell silent. After a brief pause, the bidding started one after another. Soon, the goddess suit rose from two million to one thousand one hundred.
Wan, just when everyone thought that this goddess suit could fetch a high price of 30 million, someone in the private room on the third floor suddenly shouted: "My young master wants this goddess suit, whoever dares to snatch it, be careful with his head~!"
"The shouting was very arrogant, and the audience suddenly burst into dissatisfaction. Someone with good intentions even asked loudly: "Which bird is your young master?"
Zhao Yingming's voice immediately rang out on the third floor, "My young master is the Prime Minister's son, Mu Zihao." The audience suddenly became quiet. The name Mu Zihao in the imperial capital means a powerful figure who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people.
This person is the Right Prime Minister Li Musen. Some people may wonder why Li Musen and his son are named Mu. There are many stories about this. It is said that Li Musen made his fortune thanks to his father-in-law, the former Imperial Military Minister Mu Yuting.
, the Mu family has a single lineage. By Mu Yuting's generation, he was the only male in the family, and Mu Yuting only raised one daughter. As the son-in-law, Li Musen proposed to change his son's surname to Mu.
, thus gaining the full support of his father-in-law, and later all the close relatives of the Li family were given the surname Mu to complement Mu Zihao.
Maybe some people are secretly cursing, maybe some are laughing, but no one says anything anymore. The price of the goddess suit has stopped at 11 million. Mu Zihao is getting married for 11.5 million. Time will come again.
No one had just made a bid. Although the artifact was good, there was no need to offend the Li family for it. There was an eerie silence in the auction house. The auctioneer raised his hammer and knocked down, "One hundred and five hundred thousand times." There was still no one.
In response, many people looked disappointed, thinking that only one Sword of Wind was sold for a high price of 30 million, and the three-piece Goddess Set only cost more than 10 million points.
The auctioneer raised his hammer helplessly and was about to call out the last price. Anyway, no one bid again, "Twelve million~!" A manly voice appeared in everyone's ears, and everyone followed.
The voice looked over, and everyone's eyes lit up. What a handsome young man. Ling Feng stood there with his hands behind his hands, his face calm. It was him who just raised the price.
The auctioneer was stunned when he raised his hammer because he saw his eldest lady standing next to the young man, "Twelve and a half million." Zhao Yingming, who was calling the price at the door, glared fiercely from a distance away from the stairs.
He glanced at Ling Feng and the others and said, "Fifteen million." Ling Feng originally didn't want the goddess suit because no one in his family had a light attribute. Wearing this set of armor would only be a waste, but when he heard the price call,
It was Mu Zihao, so Ling Feng ran out. He didn't want to go back, it was always fun to stir up trouble and raise the price.
Ling Feng had enough time to wait for a high price to make Mu Zihao suffer. Who would have thought that after he shouted out one thousand five hundred happily, Zhao Yingming over there fell silent. The auctioneer waited for a long time and made no move.
, he had no choice but to smash the hammer and shout fifteen million times. Everyone in the audience stood up and looked at the third floor in stunned silence. Mu Zihao, the arrogant young master of the Mu family, was defeated like this, "One
Fifteen million twice~!" There was still no movement in Mu Zihao's private room. Now the auctioneer didn't wait any longer and directly knocked down with the hammer, "Fifteen million, deal~!"
Everyone in the audience was in an uproar. Young Master Mu Zihaomu, who had made a strong appearance, was knocked down by 15 million. Several businessmen with a big belly even smiled broadly and said: "I should have known that Young Master Mu didn't even have 15 million.
I just came out and took pictures." The others laughed in agreement, but Mu Zihao in the private room turned pale and bit his meaty lips for a long time without speaking. This was the first time in his life that he was so embarrassed.