The people from the Treasure Forest were shocked, not only because the two strings of weapons were still dripping blood, but also because most of the weapons were not unfamiliar to them.
The Golden Dart, Crystal Slash, and Star Lock were the three weapons that Sister Jin had pointed out before. They were all rather unique and easy to recognize. At this moment, these three weapons were in Ling Ziyan's hands. Some people also knew the owners of these weapons — Jin Shizhong, Yu Guangyi, and Kuang Guang were all interested in the fat sheep that appeared in the Treasure Forest today and went hunting together.
But now, the three weapons were in the hands of the fat sheep.
Who was the fat sheep? Who was the hunter? Did the blood dripping from the weapons belong to the three of them?
And this was only the three weapons. Every other weapon should have a master who would rather die than let go of them.
But now, the masters were gone, and the weapons were in someone else's hands. They were brought to the center of the Treasure Forest to be sold.
"Brat, you guys are a bit arrogant!" Finally, someone spoke out what was in everyone's mind.
The Treasure Forest was just a gathering place. The people gathered here were never a single entity. They had no pride in the Treasure Forest. If someone insulted or looked down on the Treasure Forest, they wouldn't feel the slightest ripple in their hearts. Here, they could be buyers and sellers, partners, or enemies, but they couldn't be friends.
This was the principle of survival in the Treasure Forest. Sister Jin was able to survive here for twenty years because she believed in this principle.
But humans weren't plants, so how could they be emotionless?
Seeing so many people from the Treasure Forest have their weapons stolen and brought to the center to be sold while they were still dripping blood, everyone felt a bit upset.
Was it a common enemy? Or was it the fox mourning the death of the rabbit? No one could say for sure. But strangely, at this moment, no one was thinking about buying or selling, and no one was thinking about profits. Everyone glared angrily at Lu Ping's group of five, and the crowd gradually closed in.
"Is there no one who wants it?" Lu Ping asked again.
"I'll take your life!" A shout came from somewhere, and a red light shot towards Lu Ping.
Lu Ping tilted his body slightly, dodged it, and raised his finger.
Puff!
An arrow of blood shot into the sky, startling everyone, including Lu Ping himself, Fang Yizhu, and the others.
The crowd had long since dispersed. In the middle of the empty space, there was a man whose shoulder had turned into a fountain. He was still swaying, and his raised arm was still pointing at Lu Ping.
After swaying for a while, the body finally collapsed. Blood no longer spurted out. Only then did everyone see that the body was actually headless.
The forest suddenly became quiet again. The crowd that had gathered just now unknowingly spread out again.
"What are you doing?" Fang Yizhu looked at Lu Ping dumbfounded.
Lu Ping was looking at his own fingers, carefully recalling what had happened just now. He had only used the Sound of Submission to counterattack. There was nothing special about it, and he had not deliberately used any strength. How could he have beaten someone up so easily? Lu Ping also could not understand.
"Maybe he's too weak," Lu Ping said.
Everyone heard this, and they all looked at the headless corpse on the ground. Seeing the blood still flowing out from the neck, they all felt a chill in their hearts.
Although the head was gone, everyone still recognized this person. Daring to be the first to attack in front of everyone, this person could not be said to be weak, and could even be said to be very strong. The fifth rank ability "Vigorous Blood", in the Treasure Forest, there were not many who dared say they could take it.
But in the end, he died just like that. The other didn't even ask for his name, only leaving a "maybe he's too weak" comment.
If Shao Zhang was considered weak, then wouldn't most of them not be qualified to stand here?
The Treasure Forest's rare unity against a common enemy ended with Shao Zhang being the first to attack. The silent crowd did not dare to look at Lu Ping directly. They were faintly retreating, and actually had the tendency to scatter.
"Look, it's all your fault, scaring everyone away!" Fang Yi Zhu blamed Lu Ping.
"That was just an accident, is there no one who wants the divine weapon?" Lu Ping continued to work hard, taking a string from Ling Ziyan and personally going up to sell it.
His speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already plunged into the crowd, making it impossible for people to dodge.
"Do you want the divine weapon? Look, there are many kinds. "He raised the divine weapon and waved it in front of the person in front of him.
Those who could dodge did so, but how could the person who was stopped by Lu Ping dare to leave?
This was a forced purchase! The person who was stopped by Lu Ping wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Doing business in the Treasure Forest already felt like licking blood on the edge of a knife. Fierce people like them, when did they ever think they would be forced to buy or sell?
Run? No way.
Refuse? No way either.
This person could only force himself to choose. In reality, he recognized most of the shen weapons Lu Ping had. It was clear which ones were good, which ones were bad, and which ones were the most valuable to him. Thinking that since he was going to be forced, he might as well choose one that he was comfortable with. He picked up one and asked, "How much is this?"
The shen weapon he chose was a short sword called Cang Zi. Even though it was only a third-level shen weapon, it was purely strengthened by the Charge Soul. It was very suitable for him. He had been envious for a long time, but he knew that this shen weapon was also very suitable for his old master and couldn't be transferred. So he didn't even think about it. Who would have thought that today, he would be forced to buy it from someone else.
If it was in the past, even if this shen weapon was expensive, he wouldn't hesitate to buy it. After all, the value of shen weapons varied from person to person. The same shen weapon had different values for different xiuzhe. But today, the Cang Zi that he had been drooling over was about to be obtained. He couldn't feel happy at all. Thinking about the terrifying number he was about to hear, he felt that Cang Zi wouldn't bring him comfort.
He just hoped it wouldn't be too excessive! This person was thinking dejectedly when he suddenly heard Lu Ping repeat what he had just said, "How much is this?"
"Ah?" He looked up blankly and realized that Lu Ping wasn't asking him, but was greeting Fang Yizhu.
Fang Yizhu hurriedly ran over, picked up Cang Zi and pretended to examine it. This was a shen weapon he had just gotten. He didn't have time to look at it one by one!
"Third-level … Charge Soul Strengthening? A single one? Oh, if that's the case, it's a bit more expensive. " Fang Yizhu held Cang Zi in his hand and felt the strengthening effect after injecting soul power into it. The words "a bit more expensive" made that person want to die.
Of course, he didn't just die like that. After calming himself down, he asked, "How much?"
A third-level shen weapon could be measured with money.
"Well … um, eight thousand … no, ten thousand gold!" Fang Yizhu said.
"How much?" That person was shocked.
"It's ten thousand, but seeing that you are our first customer, I'll give you a twenty percent discount. Eight thousand gold, are you happy?" Fang Yizhu patted that person's shoulder and said.
But seeing that the other only stared without any reaction, Fang Yizhu was a bit embarrassed and laughed at Lu Ping, "Look at him, he's so happy that he's dumbfounded."
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