Arad Continent Sword God

Chapter 27 Exceptions
Wang Xiansheng knew that when playing with poisoned milk powder, the ghost swordsman profession had a blunt weapon setting. He thought that there would be no blunt weapon in the Arad continent. After all, other sword-using professionals are holding lightsabers, or Short sword, Taidao, giant sword, he is holding a round wooden stick, Wang Xiansheng's scalp tingles just thinking about such a scene.

Looking at the blunt weapon in front of him, which was a rare-grade weapon, or... a rare-grade wooden stick, Wang Xian asked Omer Zorro in pain.

'Are you sure this stick isn't meant to be funny? '

'Others who hold a sword with a cold light are called a sword master, a sword god. '

'What do I call the chubby stick I hold, stick saint, stick god? '

Omir Zorro looked at the guest in front of him and complained to him with a painful face, and he was not angry. Instead, he gently picked up the yew stick and handed it to Wang Xiansheng as if he was stroking a little lover.

'My lord, you hold it, feel the difference'

'I have a fart feeling. Wang Xiansheng, who took the yew stick, complained wildly in his heart. He didn't feel any difference, but when he took the "wooden stick" from Omer Zorro, the system sent a reminder.

Yew stick LV25
Grade: Rare

Strength: +10
Intelligence: +15
Physical attack power: +200
Magic attack power: +300
Skill: When attacking, there is a certain chance (10%) to summon an elf warrior to assist in the attack (the maximum summoning level is LV25)

ps: The branches of the holy tree originally enshrined by the elves were broken off by unknown people and forged into weapons. With a part of the power of the holy tree of elves, they can summon elf warriors to assist in the battle.

Seeing the system displaying the attributes of the purple shirt stick, Wang Xiansheng thought at first that Omer Zorro took out the purple shirt stick to punch the cards.

However, according to the attributes displayed by the system, the strength, intelligence and physical attack power of the Zishan stick itself are not high, and the magic attack power bonus is not high, so there is nothing outstanding.But when he saw the skills, Wang Xiansheng realized that Omir Zorro was like holding a treasure. It turned out that when the yew stick attacked, there was a 20.00% chance to summon an elf warrior to assist in the battle.And it can summon up to the second-level and fifth-level elf warriors.

This is more interesting. Professionals with Tier [-] strength are still well-known in the Arad Continent. Imagine that when two Tier [-] professionals are fighting, the professional with the Purple Shirt Stick suddenly triggers the Purple Shirt Stick With the skills, an elf warrior with Tier [-] strength was summoned, and in a two-on-one situation, he would definitely gain a great advantage.

'My lord, this Zishan stick's rare-grade weapon is not simple. '

Omir Zorro said mysteriously to Wang Xiansheng.

"Branches from the holy tree of elves are made into weapons. Isn't it possible to summon an elf warrior with the highest second-level strength? Isn't it very powerful?" '

Looking at the mysterious King Omir Zorro, he thought to himself that I have known it for a long time, and said lightly to Omer Zorro.

Omir Zorro originally wanted to test whether the mysterious young man in front of him knew the origin of the purple shirt stick, but when he heard Wang Xiansheng tell the origin of the purple shirt stick in one bite, Omer Zorro completely gave up exploring Wang Xiansheng origin.

If he is not an elf, he may not be able to discover the secret of the purple shirt stick. After all, few people know about the elf holy tree, let alone be able to tell that it is made of elf holy tree branches.

'How much. 'Wang Xiansheng, who looked at the complete extinguishment and explored his origin, asked Omir Zorro.

'My lord, this Zishan stick is too powerful, think about how terrible it would be to have an extra helper when two professionals are facing each other. '

'So how much? Listening to Omer Zorro's vigorous promotion to sell at a high price, Wang Xiansheng asked impatiently interrupting Omer Zorro.

'Uh, 4000 yuan stone. '

'Farewell. '

Wang Xiansheng turned his head and left when he heard the high price of 400 yuan stone quoted by Omir Zorro.

'Hey, my lord, it's easy to discuss and discuss. '

'3990 yuan stone' Omer Zorro tries to keep Wang Xiansheng again with an offer

'Go away, send the beggar? '

Hearing the price quoted by Omer Zorro again, Wang Xiansheng paused slightly, and cursed at Omer Zorro with a speechless face.

Omir Zorro, who was scolded by Wang Xiansheng, was not angry either. Watching Wang Xiansheng walking towards the door of the box, he trotted hurriedly and pulled Wang Xiansheng's sleeve and said.

'It's easy to negotiate, easy to negotiate, please quote a price. '

'1000 yuan stone. '

'My lord, this price is too low. If you add a little more, our purchase price is much higher than this. Omir Zorro was taken aback when he heard Wang Xiansheng's offer, and then looked at Wang Xiansheng pitifully, trying to add more points to Wang Xiansheng. He swore that Wang Xiansheng would sell it if he added another five hundred yuan stones. Although the auction house's purchase price at that time was 2000 yuan stone.

But Wang Xiansheng obviously did not do what he expected. As for whether he would like to sell it at that price or not, Omir Zorro sighed as he looked at the resolute Wang Xiansheng, put down his hand that was holding Wang Xiansheng's sleeve, and looked at Wang Xiansheng. Xiansheng walked out of the box.

The maid watching from the side watched Wang Xiansheng walk out of the box, walked to Omir Zorro's side and asked in a low voice.

'Master Omir Zorro, do you need me to chase that lord? '

'No need, that person probably will give out 1000 yuan stones, and he probably won't buy any more yuan stones. '

'But my lord, this weapon has been placed in the auction house for such a long time without being sold, why not dispose of it at a low price. ' the maid asked suspiciously.
'The price is too low and it's not worth selling. 'Omir Zorro didn't explain too much about the maid's doubts, after all, the auction house has a big business.It doesn't matter if a rare-grade weapon cannot be sold, and after all, it is a rare-grade weapon. Although it is not easy to sell, it is still valuable as an inventory.

Wang Xiansheng, who walked out of the box, saw that no one chased him out for a long time, probably because his price was too low, and the auction house was reluctant to sell it, but Wang Xiansheng didn't buy it and didn't feel anything, it would be better if he bought it It's no big deal if you can't buy it.

The purple shirt stick is not a particularly important weapon. Although the skill is not bad, it is just that for Wang Xiansheng. With his current strength, there are not many second-level professionals who can beat him. If he can't beat him, use more An ordinary elf warrior with Tier [-] strength is also useless.

Wang Xiansheng, who was thinking about it in his heart, suddenly felt a line of sight staring at him. Looking along the line of sight, he saw that the person who was looking at him was the one who went into the box to escort the two rare grades, the one with the second-level strength. The captain of the auction house team.

Wang Xiansheng frowned and ignored the auction house soldier captain who looked at him. He strode forward as if he didn't notice anything unusual.

However, his heart was not as calm as on the surface, but he was muttering in his heart.

'Are you ready to kill and sell? '

(End of this chapter)