Nan Feng looked at the guard who drew his sword and rushed towards him. The sword was surrounded by a faint silver light. It was obvious that this guard was not a good person. This was the strength of a silver-tier. However, Nan Feng did not take it to heart. A figure quickly appeared beside him. Before the guard could dodge, he was sent flying into the academy by Nan Feng's palm.
Nan Feng did not even look at him and cursed at him for looking down on others. He quickly left this place and walked towards his manor in the south of the city. In the end, not long after, a large number of experts surged out of the academy, looking for suspicious people in the vicinity. Unfortunately, the guard was lying on the ground with a few broken bones. He was rolling on the ground.
"Young Master, you're back!" the butler asked.
"Okay, go and call Xiao Hu over. I have something to discuss with the two of you.”Nan Feng sat at the table and said while drinking tea.
After that, Nan Feng asked the butler to bring Xiaohu to the Swordsmen Guild to get his level certificate. In the end, he let Xiaohu take the certificate and study at Saint Magic Martial Academy. After that, Nan Feng took out three thousand gold coins and a blueprint for the butler. He said that he would forge a sword for Little Tiger in the weapon shop.
The butler only responded and brought Xiaohu out. They first went to the weapons shop and asked the waiter to make a sword according to Nan Feng's blueprint. Unexpectedly, the waiter pressed it down and took a look. It was fine if he did not see it, but he was really shocked when he saw it. The sword on the blueprint was only about one meter long and four fingers wide. It looked simple, but there was a long gap on the body of the sword. The materials required were steel, lead, and iron.
This common sense was far beyond their understanding. Lead increased weight, steel increased hardness, and iron increased sharpness. Also, the design of the sword was far beyond imagination. If any unlucky person was stabbed, they would bleed to death.
In the end, the service was to bargain with the butler for a while. In the end, he ordered a sword weighing 50 kilograms from Little Tiger for 50 gold coins. Because the blade was simple, it only took a few hours to make it. After that, the butler paid for the jade interspatial ring that Nan Feng had given him and then brought Xiaohu to the guild to take the level stamp examination. In this world, people placed great importance on levels. It was much more convenient to do things with levels.
Along the way, Little Tiger kept scolding Nan Feng. He either made a huge bow for Nan Feng to carry or made a heavy sword for Nan Feng to carry. Finally, Little Tiger arrived at the Swordsmen Guild under the butler's guidance. Looking at this majestic building, the statue at the door was a human that was three meters tall. He held a huge sword in his hand and stood tall in front of the door. This was the founder of the guild, but who was it?
The butler brought Xiaohu in. The waiter had always been polite to the people who came for the assessment. Perhaps they would encounter a strong person. He politely said to the butler,
"Sir, are you here for the assessment? Please fill in the form first!”
"It's not me, it's this young master!”The butler smiled and pointed at Xiao Hu.
"Sister, it's me, not him!" Xiaohu said to the waiter innocently.
The waiter looked at Xiaohu's noble clothes and thought that he must be some noble young master. In addition, the butler called him Little Young Master. This must be good. He was very ordinary about these things. Moreover, Xiaohu was not the first. But the waiter still asked him,"
"Young Master, which rank do you want to take?"
"I want to take the Sword Saint exam!" Xiao Hu said loudly to the waiter,
He thought to himself,'Brother Feng's strength is above that of a Sword Saint, so I'll also be a Sword Saint, right?'
"What is it? Young Master, you really know how to joke. Why don't you take the Silver Rank test first? I'll take the gold-rank test after I pass it! How is it?" The waiter explained to Little Tiger one by one.
In the end, the service staff brought a form for Xiaohu to fill in, but Xiaohu held it in his hand and didn't use a pen for a long time. In the end, he said embarrassedly,"I don't know how to read. Uncle Nuo, help me write!”
After the butler helped Xiaohu fill in the form, he said to Xiaohu,"Your young master has instructed that you must do your best to get the seal. Otherwise, you will have to eat vegetables and salted fish every day.”
When Little Tiger heard about vegetables and salted fish, he began to feel afraid. Little Tiger had been eating these things for more than ten years. What do you think? Xiaohu nodded and took out his iron sword from his empty badge ring. He followed the waiter to the assessment venue and asked Xiaohu to wait. The waiter said that he wanted to invite the examiner over.
"Who exactly is here to take the silver rank exam?”a middle-aged man said while being led by a waiter.
"It's this young master." The waiter pointed at Little Tiger and said.
"What is it? A child? Sigh, another few Bronze Rank nobles. Alright, you may leave." the middle-aged man said calmly to the waiter.
After that, the middle-aged man took out a huge sword and walked towards Little Tiger. He stood opposite Little Tiger and sized him up."Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Attack me. Hurry up, I still have things to do!"
When Little Tiger heard the middle-aged man opposite him say that he must be Little Tiger's opponent, he did not say anything else. He circulated his true energy in his body and transferred it from his body to his sword. With a loud shout, he waved the iron sword in his hand and flew forward to slash at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man didn't expect Little Tiger to be so fast. He didn't dare to underestimate him. Therefore, he, who had been through hundreds of battles, raised the huge sword in his hand to block Little Tiger's attack. The two swords met each other and made a loud sound. The middle-aged man was knocked back a few steps by Little Tiger's strength. He watched in surprise as Little Tiger attacked again.
Little Tiger did not expect that when he blocked, his small body would flip in the air and land on the ground. The entire movement took less than a second. When he landed, Little Tiger circulated his True Qi on his feet and pressed hard. He held the iron sword with both swords and his body was like a drill. How could a mere Silver-tier be a match for Little Tiger?
The middle-aged man didn't expect Little Tiger to be like a veteran, attacking continuously. Looking at his retreating body, before he could react, he saw the child's attack. He could only use the giant sword to block Little Tiger's sword tip. The middle-aged man was sent flying out of the arena by Little Tiger's attack. He fell to the ground and spat out blood. It seemed that he had internal injuries.
"Brat, you passed!" She endured the pain and said to Little Tiger. He felt indignant in his heart. How could he lose to this kid in two moves? It seemed like he was old.
Xiaohu put away his sword and walked out. He told the waiter that he wanted to enter the next class strength assessment. The waiter could not believe it. How could a ten-year-old child have silver strength? Hence, he walked towards the examination hall. He saw the middle-aged man who had fought with Little Tiger just now lying outside the arena with a broken sword in his hand.
The butler and service staff looked at Little Tiger in shock as if they were looking at a monster. Little Tiger rubbed his head and said,
"You can't blame me. I just want to eat chicken drumsticks every day!”
"Fall!"
In the end, the waiter led Little Tiger to the Gold Class venue. It was so fast. Similarly, a middle-aged man wearing golden armor and holding a golden sword walked towards Little Tiger. He smiled and looked at Little Tiger."Kid, not bad. You're actually a Silver-tier at such a young age. Back then, I only became a Silver-tier when I was twenty. What a genius! But don't worry, I won't hurt you. Until you admit defeat!"
Little Tiger's mind was only filled with his Brother Feng's words. He had to use all his strength. Little Tiger could only use the sword qi stance that Nan Feng had taught him. He circulated his true qi on the sword and slashed at the Gold-tier warrior in front of him. The middle-aged man dodged Little Tiger's attack for the first time, but he didn't dodge Little Tiger's sword aura. When he dodged Little Tiger's attack and rushed over, he didn't expect Little Tiger to slash out his sword aura from five meters away. The faint sword aura hit his golden armor, leaving a shallow sword mark on it.
The middle-aged man looked at the sword marks on his armor and thought,""Great Swordsman? No, the sword qi is too weak!"
Hence, the middle-aged man carefully faced Little Tiger. The two of them began to fight like this. Time passed by, and no one could hurt anyone. However, the Gold-tier warriors who did not have sword aura were slightly inferior. Their armor was full of sword marks, and their beautiful armor was not presentable.
"Brat, you actually made my beloved armor look like this. Don't blame me!" After saying that, the golden fighting spirit in his body appeared on his body and sword.
As for Little Tiger, he was still circling around him, dodging and attacking.
"Brat, eat my Cross Slash!”
The Cross Slash was a quick move, forming a golden cross in front of his chest. So that the enemy did not know whether to block horizontally or vertically? However, how could this action have any effect on a person who had opened up the Conception and Governor Meridians? The little tiger kept repeating
The horizontal slash released many faint sword qi that hit the cross slash, easily breaking it.
It was unknown how long the two of them fought. Everyone was panting heavily. In the end, they could only end it peacefully and give Little Tiger a gold-rank badge. He even said that Little Tiger was a genius that was rarely seen in a thousand years. It was just that he did not have enough actual combat experience. He even said that he was still young and needed to study in school for a few more years...
After leaving the Swordsmen Guild, the butler and Xiaohu went to the weapons shop to get new weapons because Xiaohu's iron sword was full of gaps.
Nan Feng meditated in his room and then went to the auction in the city. It turned out that the auction in the other world was like a movie theater in the 21st century. It was divided into two levels and had thousands of seats. Nan Feng was led by the waiter to the VIP reception area. After a while, a shrewd old man came in.
"I'm the supervisor here. May I know what valuable thing you have that you'd like me to auction off?”The shrewd old man sat opposite Nan Feng and said.
"It's just a high-level magic core!”Nan Feng took out a fist-sized blue magic core from his Interspatial Ring and handed it to the old man.
The shrewd old man took the things from Nan Feng's hands. He stroked his beard and observed them carefully. After confirming it, he put down the magic nucleus in his hand and said to Nan Feng,
"This is a grade-12 monster core. I wonder where you got it from. " Is it yours…" The old man asked Nan Feng a series of questions to confirm.
In the end, the old man confirmed it and took out a contract. He said to Nan Feng,"This is a sky-high price. Are you sure you want to entrust it to our auction house? If you're sure, sign the contract. As a level 12 magic beast had not appeared for decades, and it was an ice-type magic beast, the initial estimate was 1.5 million gold coins. If there were no problems…
When Nan Feng heard that it was a preliminary estimate of 1.5 million, he was happy in his heart. He still had 12 pills on him, so how could it not be over 10 million? Yu Shang readily signed the contract. In the end, he even took out a few nine-priced magic nuclei and called them to be auctioned off together. When the shrewd old man saw Nan Feng taking out a few high-grade magic cores, he was delighted. Thinking about these auctions, if they were auctioned for more than two million, 1% of it would be the deposit. Wouldn't he have twenty thousand?
Just like that, Nan Feng signed the contract with the old man. He said that the auction would only start in a few days and that he had to do some advertising, hoping to get a good price.
"Young Master, this is your sword!”
The waiter pointed at the big man behind him who was holding a black sword. Little Tiger nodded and took the black sword from the big man. The big man looked at Little Tiger who was a few heads shorter than him. He was so strong that he did not look like a child at all.
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