Chapter 527: Talent

? "Hey, kid, you're crazy to show me again, wasn't it very bullish just now?"
Shang Fuyin smiled and walked towards Su Fan.
This hateful boy in black just made him embarrassed.
This time he will use his own practical actions to teach the other party a good lesson, and let the other party know that not everyone can provoke them!
"Soul master level 1 late stage?" Su Fan glanced at Shangfu lightly, and sarcastically said, "Forty-something-year-old soul master level 1, your aptitude is really not much better than waste!"
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Shang Fu's face instantly distorted and became a hideous look!
"This... this boy in black, actually said Shangfu is waste?"
"Haha, which mountain nest did this kid jump out of? Could it be that the lower the cultivation base on their side, the more genius?"
"If this is the case, wouldn't we civilians who have no cultivation base be a mountain king?"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Everyone around sneered. The forty-year-old soul master, put outside, is enough to become the master of a small city, and I don't know how strong it is compared to waste!
Su Fan turned a deaf ear to everyone's ridicule. He pushed Wang Mo next to him and asked with a smile: "Apprentice, the opponent of the first level of the soul master, how about it? Are you sure you can deal with it?"
"Soul master level one?" Wang Mo was still drinking water. He put down the water bag and glanced at Shangfu, scratching his head and said: "There should be no problem, but the premise is that you have to give me a good sword, Master!"
After these days of cultivation, Wang Mo has made considerable progress in his cultivation, and he has already reached the seventh rank of a soul man!
"Good sword?" Su Fan raised his eyebrows, then smiled again: "Use that golden dragon sword, isn't it in your hands?"
"Master, do you know?"
Wang Mo stared at Su Fan in a daze. After Su Fan killed Yangquan that day, he didn't take away Yangquan's sword and golden dragon sword, but went directly to the headquarters of the Blue Shirt Air Thief Group.
When Su Fan left, Wang Xu took the opportunity to hide Yangquan’s Golden Dragon Sword and its spatial ring.
Later, Su Fan eliminated the Blue Shirt Air Pirate Group, and when he came out, he didn't ask where the Wang brother Yangquan's sword, dragon, sword and sword had gone, so he took them away.
The Wang brothers thought that Su Fan had not discovered this.
But I didn't want to, Su Fan had discovered the matter a long time ago, but just kept silent.
"Well, I don't just know that you took Yangquan's Golden Dragon Sword, I also know..." Su Fan paused and looked at Wang Xu next to him: "This idea is from Wang Xu!"
"My lord, forgive me, my subordinates were just bewildered by money for a while! This matter has nothing to do with my brother, it's all done by the subordinates, and the subordinates must bear all the punishments!"
Su Fan's gaze was like a sharp sword, and Wang Xu was a little flustered when he looked at it. He knelt down with a thud, and said with a deep expression on his face.
"Oh?" Su Fan said slightly in his voice, and said with some surprise: "Are you finally willing to call yourself a subordinate to me?"
Although Wang Xu has always called Su Fan an adult, he used to call himself "I" in front of Su Fan, and he did not have the consciousness of being a follower at all.
But now, perhaps because he realized that his situation might be bad, Wang Xu changed his mind to Su Fan and called himself a "subordinate".
But Wang Xu didn't know that it was his change of words that made Su Fan's guard against him instantly rise to the apex.
What Su Fan needs is a follower who obeys him 100%, not a betrayer who may betray at any time.
"Haha, what kind of tricks are these three boys playing, and they kneel down, just like the real thing!"
"Did you not hear that the black kid is an adult? He looks like a big head!" a voice exaggerated.
"Haha, is the head of the waste village in the mountains?"
"Hahahahaha!"
...
Everyone laughed loudly one after another, and several people even laughed and hurt their stomachs.
The people's ridicule did not affect Su Fan. He pulled Wang Xu from the ground and said softly: "Okay, what is it like to kneel on the ground? I don't mean to blame you at all."
"You two have escaped from your hometown all the way. It is extremely difficult to survive. How can I turn my face with you because of that little practice resource?"
"Wang Xu, take out the Golden Dragon Sword and give it to your brother, and let those who look down upon us see what a genius is!"
"Yes, my lord!"
Seeing that Su Fan didn't blame himself, Wang Xuli let out a long sigh of relief.
He bent down and took out a space ring from the inside of the shoe. This space ring was the one that Yangquan had worn before.
Hum!
The golden light flashed, and the golden dragon sword came out, the sound of the sword shaking like a dragon!
"Good sword!"
"This sword is shaped like a dragon, the forging process is lifelike, and the spirit is overflowing. It is the top grade of the sword!"
There are no shortage of people who know the goods in the crowd. As soon as the Golden Dragon Sword appeared, people praised it again and again.
Even some people who don't understand weapons, seeing this golden dragon sword, showed some greed in their expressions.
Shang Mingyuan's eyes brightened, and he was quite moved by the golden dragon-shaped sword.
At the moment, he gave a loud command to Shangfu, "Shangfu, you will the sword to this young master in a moment. How can such a mountain village woman deserve to make such a good sword?"
"Understand the young master!" Shang Fuyi smiled and said: "As the so-called sword is matched with a hero, only a talented person like you, young master, is worthy of making such a good sword!"
"A great talent?"
"Today I will let you, the frog at the bottom of the well, take a look at what is called a talented person!"
At this time, Wang Mo had already taken the Golden Dragon Sword from Wang Xu, with a sword in his hand, Wang Mo's temperament changed in an instant.
In the small body, there seems to be endless sharpness!
"Haha, what a bullshit, let a little bit run out to fight me!"
Shang Fu laughed wildly, and didn't look at Wang Mo at all: "Little Mao boy, if you are acquainted, just hand over the sword in your hand. Uncle might even buy you candy!"
"Buy candy to eat?"
The corner of Wang Mo's mouth twitched. Although he is a child, he has long passed the age of obsessing with candy.
Therefore, he heard that Shangfu was teasing him.
"Yes, buy sugar for you!" Shang Fu still grinned, "You can have any flavor you want, haha!"
"Humph!"
Wang Mo let out a cold snort and held the Golden Dragon Sword flat to his chest: "Since you want to invite me to some sweets, why don't you try one yourself, it's metallic, it's not sweet at all!"
"Hyun Jin Sword Technique!"
"Hyunjin crit!"
With a cold shout, Wang Mo's figure flickered and merged into several golden lights. These golden lights surrounded the Golden Dragon Sword, forming a huge metallic ball of light.
The ball of light fell from the sky and smashed straight towards Shangfu!
(End of this chapter)