The strongest all-round student

Chapter 437
At this time, Zhenzhong was in front of a middle-aged martial artist's booth.

I was attracted by the crescent-shaped short knife with seven stars engraved on it on the booth. The sign next to it introduced that it was an offensive magic weapon, the seven-star treasure knife.

Hou Zhenzhong has always wanted an attack-type magic weapon, and this knife seems to be quite eye-catching, so he stopped and asked with great interest:

"Big brother, is this seven-star sword really a magic weapon?"

"Of course, absolutely genuine."

The middle-aged warrior nodded in affirmative reply.

"Can you show its power?"

"Okay, look forward to it."

The middle-aged warrior nodded and said: "When using it, you only need to inject strength into it, and you can instantly activate this knife to show its power. It is simple, convenient and practical."

As he said that, he poured energy into the seven star-shaped gaps on the handle of the knife.

Immediately after seeing the real sword glow emanating from the blade, the middle-aged man approached a stone nearby with the knife in his hand.

I saw Daomang approaching the stone, and with a bang, the stone exploded on the spot.

"Okay, ok, it really is an offensive magic weapon..."

Seeing this, Hou Zhenzhong couldn't help exclaiming in surprise, it was obvious that he liked this seven-star sword very much, the power of the blade alone could be so powerful, and the power of the blade could be imagined to be even greater.

This kind of magic weapon is the best for self-defense, it can surprise the opponent with a fatal blow.

While excited, Hou Zhenzhong quickly asked:

"Then big brother, what is the price of this seven-star sword?"

"500 years of ginseng can be exchanged."

The middle-aged warrior replied.

"Five...500-year-old ginseng?"

"good."

Hou Zhenzhong had century-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in his bag. He took out his century-old ginseng and handed it to the middle-aged warrior, but the middle-aged warrior just glanced at it, smelled it, and then shook his head:

"You have a maximum of a hundred years, no, I want 500 years."

"How can it be so easy to get 500-year-old ginseng? How about I give you a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum?"

Hou Zhenzhong really liked this seven-star sword, so he wanted to exchange all his belongings.

"No, 500-year-old ganoderma lucidum and ginseng are useless to me. I want [-]-year-old ginseng. If you don't have it, go ahead."

"Big brother, can you just give it to me, I really like this seven-star sword..."

Hou Zhenzhong begged hard.

"It's a joke, do you want to trade at a loss?"

The middle-aged warrior has a firm attitude and there is no room for negotiation.

"Hey, there are really all kinds of people. Why are you so shameless when you don't have any stock? It's not embarrassing."

At this time, a man in his thirties, tall and thin, with a scorpion tattoo on his neck sneered at Hou Zhenzhong, and then said to the middle-aged warrior:
"I want this magic weapon."

Saying that, he took out a large ginseng, waved it in front of Hou Zhenzhong as if showing off, and then handed it to the middle-aged warrior:
"The age of this ginseng is at least 600 years, please confirm."

The middle-aged warrior held it in his hand and looked carefully, then smelled it again, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he nodded on the spot:
"Yes, the year is around 600."

As he said that, he was about to hand the Seven Star Sword to the scorpion man. Hou Zhen was very disappointed. He finally saw such a favorite magic weapon, and it was not too expensive. I only blame myself for being too poor. Even 500 Young ginseng can't be taken out.

"Wait a minute, I want this seven-star sword."

At this time, a loud shout suddenly came out.

The person who spoke was Chen Yufeng. He watched it from the back just now and saw that Hou Zhenzhong liked it very much. After all, they came here together, so he was going to buy it and give it to him.

If the scorpion man hadn't ridiculed Hou Zhenzhong so much, Chen Yufeng wouldn't have stepped in.

Because there is such a magic weapon in the Shenpan shopping mall, it's just to help Hou Zhenzhong vent his anger.

"Boy, this thing is mine now, and it's useless if you want it."

The scorpion man snorted coldly at Chen Yufeng, and at the same time reached for the magic weapon, the Seven Star Sword, but the middle-aged warrior subconsciously withdrew his hand when he saw the situation, and took the knife back.

When Hou Zhenzhong saw Chen Yufeng coming, he was overjoyed.

"Isn't it in your hands yet?"

As Chen Yufeng said, he exchanged a thousand-year-old ginseng from the Shenpan shopping mall on the spot, handed it to the middle-aged warrior and said:
"Boss, look at my ginseng, are you satisfied?"

The middle-aged warrior looked at the ginseng, smelled it, and suddenly showed ecstasy on his face. He was obviously very satisfied, even a little ecstatic, and couldn't help sighing:
"Thousand-year ginseng, thousand-year ginseng, the year should be between 120 and 130 years."

"Okay, the Seven Star Sword is mine."

Chen Yufeng chuckled.

"Well, yes, thank you little brother, how about I give you another Body Tempering Pill?"

The middle-aged warrior said excitedly.

"No need, just give me the knife."

Chen Yufeng smiled heartily.

"What are you doing? I paid first. Shouldn't this seven-star sword be mine?"

Seeing this, the scorpion man yelled in displeasure.

"Brother, haven't we made a deal yet? So I still own the seven-star sword. If you give 500-year-old ginseng, and he gives [-]-year-old ginseng, if it's you, then who will you trade with?"

The middle-aged warrior explained calmly.

"you…"

The scorpion man gritted his teeth with hatred, but he couldn't come up with better products, so he could only stare blankly.

"Little brother, take it."

The middle-aged warrior cheerfully handed the magic weapon, the Seven Star Sword, to Chen Yufeng, his face beaming with joy.

Originally, the price he offered was 500-year-old ginseng, which was because he knew the preciousness of thousand-year-old ginseng, which is hard to come by, and because this magic weapon dagger is not worth that price.

I didn't expect that someone would be willing to exchange millennium ginseng now, so why not do it, of course it's a big profit.

"Send you off."

Chen Yufeng gave the knife to Hou Zhenzhong on the spot.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Chen."

Hou Zhenzhong took the seven-star sword, and quickly thanked Chen Yufeng. He was so happy, he excitedly held the sword and played with it, and couldn't put it down.

The scorpion man on the other side was furious.

He took back his ginseng, stared angrily at Chen Yufeng and said coldly:
"Boy, are you rich? You still wear a storage ring. You should have a lot of treasures, not bad."

"Hehe, there is a little bit of little treasure."

Chen Yufeng said with a smile.

In the eyes of the scorpion man, he looked like he was deliberately shy in front of him. The scorpion man smiled coldly and reminded him meaningfully:
"Then you remember it for me. You'd better be careful when you walk at night."

"Uh, thanks for the reminder."

Chen Yufeng glanced at him with a smile, how could he fail to hear the implication?

It's just that you're not afraid of revenge from such a small character. It's best not to mess with me, otherwise, congratulations to you for winning the lottery.

Then I didn't pay any more attention to it, and continued to hang out with Hou Zhenzhong inside.

(End of this chapter)