Yang Jingjian was excited when he heard this, and hurriedly took a small white sword, and then asked Master Zhi Lai to take a spiritual weapon and try it out.

Master Zhi Lai is currently riding a tiger, and Yang Jingjian keeps motivating him, saying that if he doesn't use his spiritual weapon to compete, it means that his spiritual weapon is not as good as Master Ba Tian's Little White Sword and cannot be sold for so much money.

As for the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, if the steward does not agree to compete with the Little White Sword, then the Little White Sword is not worth 600,000 spiritual stones.

The bystanders wanted to watch the fun, and of course they would not miss such a good show. They shouted outside.

Seeing that things were like this, the steward had no choice but to agree to the competition.

Master Zhilai, on the other hand, looked a bit unhappy.

They didn't get much benefit from this kind of competition for spiritual weapons.

"Teacher, what should we do now?" A disciple asked Master Zhilai in a low voice.

Now more and more people are coming to Sihai Chamber of Commerce, and everyone wants to watch the excitement.

That’s how people are anyway. When there’s something interesting to watch, they will definitely come over to watch. They don’t care who is messing with whom?

The steward looked unhappy as he saw more and more people watching.

Yang Jingjian smiled at the steward and said, "Steward, what are you afraid of? This is a great thing."

"Young Master Yang, please stop playing tricks on me. If you make a fuss like this, we will have to compete for spiritual weapons. Otherwise, no one will dare to buy our spiritual weapons." The steward said with a grimace.

This Yang Jingjian doesn't seem like a fool. He wants to take advantage of others.

At this time, Master Zhilai's face turned green and white. He had no choice. He was riding a tiger and it was hard to get off.

Yang Jingjian smiled at Master Zhilai and said: "Master Zhilai, if your spiritual weapon is good and two spiritual weapons are compared, there will be no damage at all. What are you afraid of?"

Master Zhilai's eyes lit up when he heard what Yang Jingjian said.

Yes, why didn't he think of this?

How could the spiritual weapon he refined be inferior? It must be similar to Xiaobai Sword. In this competition, if his spiritual weapon is fine, it will definitely increase the price of his spiritual weapon.

If the purchase price reaches 550,000 spiritual stones, it will be 150,000 more expensive than his previous spiritual weapons. Why not do this kind of thing?

Master Zhilai's apprentice also leaned over and said: "Teacher, I think we can give it a try. If our spiritual weapon breaks Mo Batian's little white sword, then who will dare to say that our spiritual weapon is not good in the future?

?In this way, we can sell it for a lot of money."

Master Zhilai's eyes brightened even more. Yes, his apprentice was indeed as smart as him.

Weapons like those that he has been refining for more than a thousand years, how can that yellow-haired boy Mo Batian compare to them?

Huh, as long as I break the Xiaobai sword with this force, the stewards of the world will kneel down and beg me.

The more Master Zhilai thought about it, the more excited he became. He no longer hesitated and shouted loudly: "Come on, steward, let's fight for the spiritual weapon."

The steward said with a grimace: "Master Zhilai, if your spiritual weapon is broken, I can't afford the compensation."

"Steward, what do you mean by this?" Teacher Zhi Lai saw some people next to him showing mocking expressions and stamped his feet angrily. "I tell you, this is a fair competition between us. No matter whose spiritual weapon is broken, it will be equal to the others."

People don’t matter.”

Yang Jingjian smiled and said: "Yes, steward, you should do it quickly. It has nothing to do with other people."

The steward glared at Yang Jingjian, this idiot was a troublemaker.

At this time, the steward knew that he could not wait any longer, so he hurriedly used the Xiaobai Sword and prepared to compete with Master Zhilai for spiritual weapons.

"Let's fight." Master Zhi Lai used all his energy and swung the big knife in his hand to strike at the small white sword in the steward's hand.

The steward was not hesitant and hurriedly struck with his small white sword.

"Wow, I've watched a show, do you think whose spiritual weapon is better?" someone shouted.

"Well, generally speaking, the spiritual weapons are all about the same. I think both of the spiritual weapons are fine. Let's just take a look."

"No way, isn't it said that Master Ba Tian's little white sword is very powerful? It can directly break other spiritual weapons?"

Someone sneered: "Those are all rumors, do you think it's possible? Damn it, if Master Ba Tian's little white sword can break off the branches and master's spiritual weapon, let alone 600,000 spirit stones, even 700,000

I want to buy all the spiritual stones."

Everyone nodded. If Xiaobai Sword was so powerful, who would buy other spiritual weapons? It must be the slain master.

There was a crisp "clang" sound, and everyone's eyes blurred, and then the spiritual weapon in Master Zhilai's hand was broken into two halves.

"Go ahead, Master Ba Tian's Little White Sword is really awesome." Everyone exclaimed.

With so many people watching this competition, it is estimated that Xiao Baijian's reputation will soon spread.

Master Zhilai's expression changed and he cursed at the apprentice next to him: "You idiot, why did you give me such inferior weapons?"

After saying that, Master Zhilai slapped his apprentice hard.

"Teacher, you took this spiritual weapon yourself." The apprentice covered his face and cried.

Master Zhilai originally wanted to find a way to go down the stairs, but now that his disciple has hit him, there is no way to go down.

Master Zhi Lai looked ugly. This was a good period for his sales. "Everyone, have you seen how powerful Ba Tian Master's Xiaobai Sword is? I didn't expect it to be so powerful, because our chamber of commerce does not have enough inventory.

More, so from now on, the price of Xiaobai Sword is 650,000 spirit stones."

"What? Steward, what they bought just now was 600,000 spiritual stones? Why are they raising the price to 50,000 spiritual stones now?" Someone shouted in surprise.

The steward smiled and said: "You all said that that was the price just now, but it is different now. As you can see, this little white sword is so powerful that ordinary spiritual weapons cannot withstand its attack. If you buy this

Good spiritual weapon, are you still afraid that your enemies will kill you in the future? If you don’t take action, the price may be different tomorrow.”

Those customers thought the same thing. If they didn't buy the Xiaobaijian quickly, they might not have the chance to buy it in the future.

There are not many Little White Swords left in the Chamber of Commerce. If you don’t buy them, you may not be able to buy them anymore.

"Steward, give me a handful."

"I want one too." Everyone rushed to buy it.

When the clerk from the chamber of commerce saw the business coming, he hurriedly greeted Xiao Baijian and collected money from Xiao Baijian. He was very busy.

Seeing this, Master Zhilai shouted angrily: "Boss, it was my apprentice who took the wrong spiritual weapon just now. In fact, my spiritual weapon is also very powerful."

"Oh, I understand." The steward nodded and did not want to say more to Master Zhilai.

Don't be afraid of not knowing the goods, just be afraid of comparing goods.

The competition just now showed everyone how powerful Ba Tian Master's Xiaobai Sword is. Who wouldn't want to buy Xiaobai Sword?
Chapter completed!