Chapitre 263: Extreme Pure Power Spirit Master (1)
Xiao Wu had already said it, so Tang San naturally wouldn't try to cover up, nodding his head.
The middle aged man thought a while, then immediately pressed a bidding button. What he pressed was the one for ten thousand gold spirit coins.
"Uncle, didn't you make a mistake? Wealth shouldn't be spent in such a manner."
Xiao Wu had been paying attention to the middle aged man, and seeing him press down ten thousand gold spirit coins, she could not help but remind him.
The middle aged man smiling slightly, said: "I cannot let you make a loss. After my price increase, I am afraid nobody will come and compete anymore."
Sure enough, as the middle aged man had said, once the host on the stage mentioned a white guest bidding ten thousand gold spirit coins, nobody came to compete at all, smoothly sealing the deal.
"My two young friends, let us leave. I have quite some expectations for today's obtained items."
The middle aged man stood up, following the passageway he walked out. The host on the stage seeing him about to leave, clearly relaxed.
Tang San's group of two followed the middle aged man together walking out of the auction center. Once past the door an attendant immediately approached. Different from the attendants Tang San and Xiao Wu had seen, this attendant's dress sense wasn't revealing, moreover the dress was silver in colour, and her appearance even more beautiful. Although one couldn't claim her as a stunning beauty, but her standards are relatively not bad.
"Distinguished guests, please follow me."
The silver dressed lady respectfully bowed towards the middle aged man before making an inviting hand gesture.
The middle aged man lifted his hand, signaling her to lead the way.
Tang San and Xiao Wu followed behind the middle aged man, under the guidance of the silver dressed lady the three of them walked into a room beside the auction center.
The room was spacious, yet the decorations were very elegant: a white, comfortable sofa made of real leather, and four types of fruit delicacies placed on top of a round tea table.
The silver dressed lady said:
"Will the three of you please take a break first, the auction items will be sent over immediately."
Xiao Wu unceremoniously jumped towards the side of the sofa, reaching out and grabbing a bunch of fruits, tasting one mouthful,
"Very sweet, the taste is not bad. Ge, do you want to eat?"
Tang San smiled slightly and shook his head, in passing removing the mask from his face. Xiao Wu on seeing Tang San removing his mask naturally stopped hiding too. Throwing the mask to one side, she ate the fruit earnestly.
The middle aged man sat down on the sofa, not saying anything, only waited silently. After laboring for a bit, with a few big-sized fellows pushing, a huge iron cage was sent in. The iron cage not only contained that cat woman, but a few other ladies too. All weren't top quality goods, but each had her own characteristic features. Of course, the inconspicuous Powder Shooting Shadow was also sent here.
The middle aged man took the Powder Shooting Shadow, passing over a red-coloured card,
"Help me settle the bill, also send these girls over to my place."
"Yes."
The previous silver dress lady took the card, allowing those pushing the iron cage to leave immediately.
The middle aged man then turned towards Tang San, smiling slightly, said:
"Young friend, since this weapon belongs to you, can you teach me how to use it?"
Tang San nodded his head, answered:
"Of course I can."
Under his simple introduction, the middle aged man swiftly grasped the method to use it, directly attaching it to the front of his chest.
The middle aged man was seemingly satisfied with the Powder Shooting Shadow, smiling slightly, said:
"My two young friends, although this may be presumptuous, but I will still want to ask, which clan do you belong to? Can you tell me?"
Tang San shaking his head, said:
"We do not have a clan. We are only just two students."
"Students?"
The middle aged man is somewhat taken aback,
"Generally speaking, students of advanced spirit master academies should graduate after attaining thirty ranks? Only a few academies will slightly extend the rank for graduation."
Tang San also directly voiced his inner doubts,
"Then how are you able to perceive that our spirit power is not just thirty ranks? Don't tell me this can also be found out from the expression in one's eyes?"
The middle aged man smiled slightly, said:
"I am also a Spirit Master, my Spirit Technique coincidently has one that is able to perceive Spirit Masters' spirit power. Based on your looks, at most not passing fifteen or sixteen years old, yet already with spirit power of thirty five ranks and above, I simply cannot imagine which clan is able to teach such outstanding disciples like you. Speaking of which, you are much stronger than my clan's little she-devil."
Tang San revealed a trace of smile on his face.
"But we truly do not have a clan. You spending ten thousand gold spirit coins to buy my Powder Shooting Shadow, I cannot let you have a loss. Let me gift you this too."
While speaking, Tang San removed the Silent Sleeve Dart on his left wrist and passed it over, furthermore explaining in simple terms the method to use it. His right hand was equipped with the Flying God Claw, manufacturing it was much more troublesome, naturally it couldn't be simply given to others. For relatively ordinary hidden weapons such as the Sleeve Dart and Powder Shooting Shadow, there was no need for him to stint.
After a moment of the middle aged man fiddling the Sleeve Dart with a surprised look, he discovered two characters at a corner of the Sleeve Dart,
"Tang Sect? Are these two weapons are manufactured in a place called Tang Sect? How come I have never heard about this clan before?"
Xiao Wu puffed up and smiled, said:
"Tang Sect only has one person, my big brother, of course you have not heard about it."
The middle aged man blanked momentarily, but he recovered immediately, looking at Tang San, he said:
"Could it be that, these two hidden weapons are made by you?"
Tang San nodded.
The eyes of the middle aged man revealed some sort of thoughtful light,
"Young lad, I am not sure but are you able to mass produce these items? If possible, I hope to purchase from you directly. Of course, the price will not be as high as today, but it should be able to satisfy you."
Tang San said with a little bewilderment:
"You want to purchase Silent Sleeve Dart and Powder Shooting Shadow in bulk?"
The middle aged man nodded,
"Do you think I am joking? If my two little friends have a interest, I can bring you to my clan to visit."
Tang San shaking his head, said:
"Thank you for your goodwill, but we have other matters, let us meet if fate allows. Xiao Wu, let's leave."
Xiao Wu blanked momentarily, her impression of this middle aged man wasn't too bad, hence not understanding why Tang San hurriedly chose to leave, but she naturally wouldn't doubt Tang San's decision.
The middle aged man didn't hinder them, slightly smiling, said:
"You are right, we will meet again if fate allows. It has been a pleasure to meet you."
Tang San replied while smiling:
"For us as well."
Watching the two of them walk out of the room, the middle aged man felt the Silent Sleeve Dart on his wrist, saying with some regret:
"It is a pity the power of these two weapons is a little small, however, the potential of these two children is truly not bad."
Silently opening the door, a person came in from outside,
"Clan Leader, we should return."
It was an old man, wearing a snow white robe, with a head of silver hair neatly combed behind his back, with a simple and unadorned appearance, both eyes were not fully opened but slightly shut, with gestures in between he gave off a type of very special feeling.
If the middle aged man's aura was gentle, then, this old man's aura could be described as a sharp edge. A deadly sharp edge.
The middle aged man nodded his head,
"We should return. Uncle Sword, let's go."
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Shrek Academy, entrance.
"Dad, please return. This issue is between us students. You coming here, won't I lose even more face?"
Tai Long said while tolerating the pain and inhaling. His face had swollen like a pig's head, with evident problems moving his body. Only with another student's support by the arm could he stand steadily.
In front of him, a middle aged man with a body larger than him by one size furiously watched the passing students. This person's appearance and Tai Long's had up to eighty percent resemblance, only that he looked a bit older, his outer clothing was unable to cover up those swelling muscles, and his face had sturdy look.
"My ass, my son got beaten up till his joints are all dislocated, if I, your father, were to tolerate it, I wouldn't be worthy of being called Vigorous King Tai Nuo. You little rascal, only know how to disgrace me, can't even win against a ten-something year old kid. I came to see who is so formidable to even dare to beat up the son of Tai Nuo."
Tai Long currently had a face of helplessness, inwardly regretting returning home to rest. As of now his four limbs' joints were connected again. In spite of his fearless defense, to be beaten by Tang San into a state of chaos and darkness wasn't something that could be recovered in a short period of time.
"Dad, your actions are putting me in a difficult position. In the future how am I supposed to continue cultivation in the academy?"
Tai Long continued to advise his own father with a bitter smile.
"Get along my ass. Other people graduated long ago at thirty ranks, yet your broken down academy still wants to create this god-knows-what advanced class. So be it, even you got beaten till this state, nobody cared. Wait till I catch that fellow, I will definitely find your academy's teachers and have it out."
"This. Dad, it was I who had an issue. Nothing to do with Tang San."
"You still have the face to speak. Picking a fight and getting beaten up like that. You really disgraced me as your father."
Some of the students passing by naturally recognized Tai Long, but once seeing Tai Nuo's fiendish expression, nobody dared to move up close, immediately hastening their footsteps when passing by.
"Tai Long, what are you doing here? Still not giving in?"
Tang San and Xiao Wu finally returned, Xiao Wu whom at first sight spotted Tai Long's face that is swollen like a pig's head, couldn't help but say.
Tai Long hurriedly faced Tang San and Xiao Wu and repeatedly sent warning glances, signaling them to hurry up and enter. But Xiao Wu mistook the intentions,
"You ended up like this but still not satisfied? Rolling your eyes. Don't tell me you still want to have a contest?"
The appearance of Xiao Wu attracted the gaze of Vigorous King Tai Nuo, secretly praising, what a beautiful lady. Although outwardly he looked bold and unrefined, but he wasn't dumb. From the few sentences said by Xiao Wu he had grasped many things. Looking again at his son's facial expression, his gaze suddenly landed on top of Tang San.
"The two of you, who is Tang San?"
Tai Nuo coldly asked.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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