Chapter 213 Qilin Arm
Zheng~
As soon as his eyes opened, Ye Qingzhou saw through the phenomenon, swung the golden knife in his hand, cut through the air, and accurately hit the "weak point" inside the Chi Ya knife's blade where different materials were connected.
The two knives struck each other, with the strong golden knife hitting the weak one. There was only a click, and the red tooth knife in the hand of the forged warrior immediately broke into two pieces.
"How is it possible?"
The two of them passed each other, and Dui Wu looked at the broken knife in his hand. He was stunned on the spot, his expression fell into a dull state due to extreme confusion: "Chiya!"
His Red Teeth Knife has become one of the rare and famous knives. It possesses the three characteristics of flowing fire, sharpness and stability. Even among the high-ranking dignitaries in the inner city of Huajian City, there are many people who are willing to spend huge sums of money to buy it, but he is reluctant to sell it. Lose.
As a result, now, the famous sword Chiya, which he cherished like his life, was cut off with one sword!
Ye Qingzhou looked at Tui Wu: "The victory has been decided. Do you plan to keep your left hand or your right hand?"
"Foreigners, don't bully others too much!"
"If you win a round, you have to cut off one of Senior Brother Wu's hands. That's too much!"
Behind Dui Wu, many apprentices of the Yan Feng stood up with indignation, wanting to verbally and writtenly criticize Ye Qingzhou and kidnap him morally.
How could Ye Qingzhou tolerate them? He immediately sneered: "Don't act like I'm a bad guy. The loser keeps one hand. Did I set this rule? Of course, you can go back on your word, I didn't Opinion, anyway, it’s not me who’s embarrassed.”
When the surrounding Yanfeng apprentices heard this, they immediately exploded.
In their eyes, Ye Qingzhou was simply aggressive and did not take the Yanfeng's reputation into consideration at all.
"You are not welcome here!"
In front of Deng Wen's gloomy face, one of his hands was already pressed on the handle of the knife.
Ye Qingzhou glanced at him sideways, his attitude remained calm and unhurried. In his opinion, the menacing Yanfeng people around him were nothing more than a bunch of local chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.
"Why, do you have to expel people if you lose? It turns out that the famous Yanfeng is not very good at measuring skills."
"No need to say it!"
Tui Wu shouted sharply, gritted his teeth, and then swung the broken knife to cut off his left arm on the spot: "I, Tui Wu, am willing to admit defeat and will never embarrass the Yanfeng."
The severed hand fell to the ground, and the bloody scene frightened Huang Liwen.
"Junior brother!"
Deng Wen quickly stepped forward to help him stop the bleeding, and at the same time looked at Ye Qingzhou angrily: "Are you satisfied with this?"
"Have the seed."
Ye Qingzhou gave Tui Wu a thumbs up: "You are a man who dares to do something."
"Senior Brother Wu lost one of his hands, and you're still here making sarcastic remarks!"
"I think you don't take our Yanfeng seriously at all!"
The surrounding Yanfeng apprentices were all filled with righteous indignation. They were all Rakshasa tribesmen from commoner backgrounds. Otherwise, they would not come here to endure hardships and live with fires and ores all day long.
To put it bluntly, isn't it just to learn the art of casting and gain a good background?
On weekdays, the most important thing in martial arts training is loyalty, and he is generous and generous, so he is very popular among his fellow apprentices.
Now that Tui Wu lost a hand due to gambling, everyone naturally shared the same hatred. They stepped forward and surrounded Ye Qingzhou and Huang Liwen, with eyes that seemed to be able to eat people.
Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, Zhuo Wen stopped everyone: "That's enough, let him leave."
"But senior brother..."
"Shut up!"
Compared with the impulsive juniors around him, Zhuo Wen is obviously much more rational. Yanfeng is going to open its doors to do business, so he has to be reasonable in everything he does.
Even if you want to take revenge, you can't just kill someone now. What's the difference between that and a robber?
"Where's the Forging Qianfeng people?"
"Master went out and didn't come back."
"That's really a pity."
After Ye Qingzhou finished speaking, he took Huang Liwen and left the Yanfeng in a swaggering manner.
Huang Liwen didn't dare to take a deep breath until he was far away, and then asked Ye Qingzhou: "Duan Qianfeng is not here today, who are you going to talk to?"
"No need."
Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "The goal has been achieved, all we need to do is wait patiently."
"Huh?"
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The next day, Ye Qingzhou's weapons shop entered the Iron Factory City and gave it a domineering name - Shenfeng Pavilion.
I don’t know whether the location of the store is intentional or accidental. Anyway, it is only across the street from the Yanfeng, so it can be called a middle-door confrontation.
Even the signboards are being used tit for tat. A banner hangs outside the door of Shenfeng Pavilion, which reads: This store will only sell high-quality products, and will never sell garbage.
In just one night, Ye Qingzhou's reputation as "The Golden Sword Kills Red Ya" spread throughout Huajian City.
Paired with the content of the banner, it’s hard not to think of it.
Who is the best?
Who is trash?
For a time, the entire Tiefang City became lively, and many people were waiting to see a good show.
"Isn't this too arrogant?"
Huang Liwen raised his head and looked at the banner hung high at the door of the store. When he thought of Tui Wu, a ruthless man who cut off his hands whenever he said it, he almost wet his pants.
"I am serious about doing business, why am I so arrogant?"
Ye Qingzhou was very calm. He even looked at the small shop in front of him with a satisfied expression. He rented it for two hundred dollars and only rented it for one month.
So there is only one thing on his mind right now - how to make his money back!
Soon, Ye Qingzhou's strategy of touching porcelain produced good results.
Of course, this is not surprising. After all, the popularity brought by such a hot topic as gymnastics is amazing. Within a few days, some people couldn't help but want to be the first to eat crabs.
I saw a Qiongqi warrior wearing armor standing in front of the Shenfeng Pavilion. He was tall and as strong as an ox, with a majestic tiger head and a pair of wings on his back, like a cloak. Stretch out to the sides.
When Ye Qingzhou heard that a visitor came to the door, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the other party, feeling slightly surprised.
The people in front of me have a life energy level of at least 300, and they are all martial arts masters who have reached the third level of heaven.
In the martial arts world of Dongji Country, this is a powerful master!
But in Kunlun Cave, there are many masters everywhere, and the masters are no better than dogs. The Qiongqi warrior in front of him is just a ranger leader.
The so-called rangers, inside Kunlun Cave, work similar to mercenaries. They are a group that specializes in getting paid to do things.
According to legend, the Qiongqi clan is the descendant of Shaohao, the White Emperor, one of the Five Emperors, and their origins can be described as extremely prominent.
However, because of his bad faith and evil words, Qiongqi was eventually exiled by Emperor Shun and moved to the fourth generation to ward off evil spirits.
Today, the Qiongqi tribe still has no fixed abode, and eventually evolved into a group that specializes in "war" for a living. In the Kunlun Cave, whenever wars break out between various feudal states, the Qiongqi tribe can basically be seen. .
"Boss, how do you sell this knife?"
Qiong Jie stroked one of the golden knives with a look of longing in his eyes. With the speed of his hand, the blade was almost worn away.
Ye Qingzhou raised his head, glanced at him, and replied casually: "One thousand two hundred dollars."
"Why is it so expensive? Boss, you are stealing money!"
Qiong Jie bared his teeth when he heard this. The price was obviously beyond his upper limit.
The sword coins are made of fine copper and have no fixed style. However, under the regulations of the Queen Mother of the West, the Lord of the Cave, they are basically the same weight. They have been stable in value for thousands of years and are very valuable, so they are very popular among the powerful.
As for most of the people at the bottom, knife coins are something they long for but cannot reach. Ordinary transactions are conducted using lower-level shell coins.
Or maybe you carry a small bag of white salt with you. Due to low productivity, the people at the bottom are very poor in many daily necessities.
That is to say, the communication between Dongtian and Blue Star is restricted by the teleportation circle. Otherwise, with the productivity of Blue Star, the economic foundation within Kunlun Dongtian can be destroyed by dumping in minutes, and then the wealth in Dongtian will be plundered.
Of course, the consequences of doing this will definitely make the Martial Saints and even the Martial Gods in the cave go crazy. When the time comes, it will be the turn of the humans of Blue Star to be robbed.
"How much money can you make from robbery?"
In response to Qiong Jie's protest, Ye Qingzhou looked quite disdainful: "If you want to buy it, don't buy it."
"Do you have any business like this?"
Qiong Jie muttered, but he still couldn't put it down with the golden knife in his palm, and he was reluctant to put it down.
I saw that the spine of the golden sword was made of black iron, and the blade was mainly made of divine gold. A small amount of sharp gold was also added to the blade for reinforcement. After being refined by Liuding divine fire, the properties of several materials were combined. very good.
These weapons were all Ye Qingzhou's hands-on work. Because they couldn't be sold at a good price in Blue Star, Ye Qingzhou threw them into the gilded jade gourd to eat ashes. But in Qiong Jie's view, the golden sword in front of him has become a treasure. Only famous craftsmen can make it. It is indeed a famous sword that is worth a thousand pieces of gold.
"We're just customers. Boss, it's cheaper for you."
Qiong Jie tried the feel of the golden knife and was even more reluctant to put it down.
Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "It's not cheap."
The golden knives are all consumables, and Ye Qingzhou just sold them at three times the cost. How is the price so high? It’s just a big discount, isn’t it?
This is a famous sword that he forged with his own hands!
It’s reasonable to charge a slightly higher craft fee, right?
Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was not getting enough oil and salt, and refused to lower the price, Qiong Jie was helpless when he heard this, and finally had to put down the knife because he didn't have that much money in his hand.
His income is actually not low, but the problem is that martial arts training consumes a lot of money. The little money he earns is used to buy training resources. Currently, he only has more than 600 knives left on hand, which is not enough at all.
Seeing that he really couldn't afford the money, Ye Qingzhou made a suggestion: "Actually, it's not that it can't be cheap."
"Really?"
Qiong Jie's green eyes suddenly lit up, and his vicious mouth almost reached behind his ears.
"In this way, if you find a customer to spend money in my store, I will give you a 10% commission. If you find ten customers, I will give you this knife."
When he heard that there was such a good thing, Qiong Jie was so excited that his blood boiled. He was afraid that Ye Qingzhou would regret it: "We have made an agreement! I will call someone right away!"
Seeing Qiong Jie's figure running away, Ye Qingzhou's lips curled up: "You may have made a profit, but I will never lose."
It is indeed a wise saying that money can make the world go round.
Ye Qingzhou had to lament the simplicity of the folk customs in Kunlun Cave. How much would it cost to find a master martial artist to sell for him in Blue Star?
In just a moment, Qiongjie hurriedly dragged a few "good brothers" to Shenfeng Pavilion to spend money, allowing Ye Qingzhou to sell the "junk" he had accumulated for a long time at a good price, and then backhanded him from the opponent. Purchase some valuable rare things in hand.
Eat two for one fish!
It's like Qin Shihuang touching the wire and winning!
Through this incident, Ye Qingzhou also learned that it is really not difficult for Blue Star's martial arts masters to make money in the cave.
The main reason is that within the Kunlun Cave, the population has continued to multiply over the past thousands of years, but the productivity has not improved much, so that even master-level experts have a tight life.
Otherwise, it’s just because prices are too high.
Moreover, the lower class people are, the less supplies they have, so a martial arts master from Blue Star can make a lot of money just by being a gangster.
Of course, if there is no large space to store magic weapons, if you become a bad guy in a professional martial arts family, you will only earn hard money at most. It is better to improve your cultivation and become a master or even a master in the realm. This is the real profit.
Because of their poverty, some of the masters among the rangers in Huajian City also knew about the existence of Shenfeng Pavilion, and came to buy rare weapons one after another, allowing Ye Qingzhou to make a lot of money by taking advantage of the price difference of the materials.
Qiong Jie was also very satisfied with his harvest.
It only took him less than two days to get the golden knife that he had longed for for a long time. He stroked the smooth blade and his expression made him feel happier than touching his wife.
"Boss, can this sword of yours really cut off the famous sword Chiya in the hand of Forged Warrior?"
"I can."
Ye Qingzhou didn't lie, but he didn't say that he had a clairvoyance that could detect phenomena and see directly the weakness of the opponent's weapon. Only then could he cut off the opponent's weapon with one blow.
As for whether others have this ability, he can't guarantee it.
But even if it was just to compare the quality of the swords, Ye Qingzhou had studied the "Tianzhu Jing" after all. In terms of the inheritance of technology, he could not beat a wild craftsman like Duan Wu.
So people who come to buy knives actually don’t lose anything.
Everyone is winning, Ye Qingzhou just wins more, it can be said that everyone is happy.
Swish brush~
Although Qiong Jie didn't get the answer he wanted, he was so excited that he did a knife dance on the spot after getting a rare and famous sword.
Soon, the news that Shenfeng Pavilion had opened successfully and sold more than a dozen famous knives at one time spread in the city. Naturally, the people on the Yanfeng also learned the news.
"It's really unreasonable!"
"We have to fuck him!"
"Senior Brother Wu lost one of his hands, and now he still dares to open a shop opposite the door. He doesn't take our Yanfeng number seriously at all!"
"Senior Brother Wen, please lead us to rush again!"
"Yes, otherwise, where will our Yanfeng have a foothold in Huajian City in the future?"
Just when everyone was excited and about to rush Ye Qingzhou away, a figure more than three meters tall walked through the gate, with his back to the sun, and stepped into the Yanfeng.
His towering figure left a long shadow on the ground.
"If you don't go to practice, what are you doing here making a lot of noise?"
The solemn and solemn voice was like a thunder, resounding in everyone's ears.
Afterwards, all the apprentices on the Yanfeng seemed to have found their backbone and were extremely excited.
"Master!"
"Master is back!"
Duo Qianfeng frowned and stepped forward, looked at Duo Wu's broken left arm at the elbow, and asked with a gloomy expression: "Who did it?"
He had no children, so the two disciples he adopted from childhood, Tie Wen and Tie Wu, had long been treated by him as his own sons.
"Master, I have embarrassed you."
Tui Wu lowered his head in shame.
Duan Wen took a step forward and told Duan Qianfeng everything.
Originally, Duan Wu lost to Ye Qingzhou in blacksmithing skills. This incident obviously ruined the Yanfeng's reputation.
But Duo Qianfeng did not blame Dui Wu. Instead, he laughed and praised him: "Very good. He has backbone. He is worthy of being my disciple of Duo Qianfeng."
Then Duo Qianfeng checked Duo Wu's broken hand again and comforted him: "It's just a broken hand. It's not like I lost my head. It's not a big deal. I'll replace it with a new one for you."
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Hearing this, Dui Wu was shocked: "Master, are you serious about this?"
"Why don't you believe me?"
"How dare you, disciple!"
"Haha, if it were me in the past, I really wouldn't have such ability, but now I am no longer what I used to be."
Afterwards, Duo Qianfeng took out a ball of refined flesh and blood: "I have learned the casting skills of the War Emperor Chi You. I can cast flesh and blood into soldiers. I will take your severed hand and combine it with this ball of fire unicorn flesh and blood." After fusion, I can create an indestructible black gold unicorn arm for you.”
"Thank you, Master!"
Hearing this, Tui Wu was extremely excited, and tears welled up in his eyes.
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"Ye Long, Huang Wen."
Qiong Jie pushed open the door of the Shenfeng Pavilion weapons shop and entered with a cheerful voice.
Huang Liwen also became familiar with Qiong Jie during this time and joked: "Old Qiong, are you here to see the knife again?"
These days, Qiong Jie had a new love and forgot about his old love. Ye Qingzhou was extremely bored, so he took the opportunity to brush up on his skill proficiency, hoping to break through to the realm of perfection.
Although the progress was not great, he managed to create a top-notch famous knife and threw it on the shelf. However, it was regarded as a treasure by others.
The price of 10,000 knives is enough to prohibit a master-level expert.
Therefore, Qiong Jie can only come here every day to enjoy his eyesight.
However, Qiong Jie came here today not to fight against the best swordsman. He said to Ye Qingzhou solemnly: "Huajian City may be very uneasy recently, so you'd better leave as soon as possible."
"What's going on?"
Ye Qingzhou was a little surprised when he heard this.
The security in Huajian City has always been good. After all, the Rakshasa Girl Nation is a fighting nation, and few ordinary forces are here to smooth over the tiger's beard.
Qiong Jie sighed: "In the past three days, more than ten caravans have been attacked outside the city. It is said that masters of the sixth level of heaven have taken action. This is very unusual."
If you reach the sixth level of heaven, you will be a master, and if you go higher, you will be a martial saint.
Ye Qingzhou's eyes lit up when he heard this: "This kind of provocation seems to be directed at the lord of Huajian City."
It's a very simple truth. If a strong master who has reached the sixth level of heaven takes action, it is basically impossible to defeat the opponent without using a martial saint.
"What a straight hook for fishing, those who are willing will take the bait."
Huajian City is a border city, and the profits from trade are huge. Therefore, the caravan was attacked. If the city lord refused to take action, the losses would be too great.
(End of chapter)