Chapter 19 Qiao Yun's Strength 1

Qiao Yun has walked through many stalls. These stalls are some sundries for sale, which are of little use to himself. What's the use of buying them?

In such a remote town, it is generally rare to sell the magic core of Warcraft. Qiao Yun searched for a long time before he found a stall selling magic cores.

When the business came, the vendor quickly smiled and said, "Boss, you really know the goods. In this Yinghe Town, except for my stall to sell magic nuclei, I'm afraid there are no stalls to sell magic nuclei. May I ask what level of magic core the boss wants--"

There are too few stalls selling magic cores in the town, and the price is naturally higher than the general market price. Qiao Yun picked up the magic cores of four red curved red chickens and asked with a smile, "How to sell these four first-order magic nuclei?"

The highest on the vendor's stall is only the magic core of the second-order Warcraft. Ordinary people only buy one at most and have to bargain with themselves for half a day. Seeing that the teenager in front of him actually buys four magic cores in one breath is already a big deal in such a remote town.

Seeing that he is young, the vendor must not know the market price of the magic core. Seeing that this teenager's clothes are gorgeous, he must be the son of a rich family. However, there are no rich disciples in such a remote town. Naturally, people from other towns have no strength in this town, and he will definitely make a lot of money from him.

The vendor is ten times more enthusiastic than just now, and immediately smiled and said, "Boss, since you are so generous to take care of my business, I will also sell it to you cheaply. The four red chicken magic cores only charge you 6,000 gold coins. What do you think?"

Do you want 6,000 gold coins for four red chicken magic cores? Qiao Yun took a breath of cold breath. If he looked at the imperial capital of the New Zealand Kingdom, this first-order magic core would also be worth up to 800 gold coins. Unexpectedly, the price would double in such a remote town.

Qiao Yun also knew that there were no patrols or security teams in these small remote places. In contrast, they were relatively chaotic, so he did not dare to bring more gold coins. He only had more than 10,000 gold coins on his body, and the four magic cores required 6,000 gold coins. I'm afraid he didn't have so much money to buy four melting stones.

Qiao Yun smiled and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I don't have so many gold coins with me. I won't buy them." With that, Qiao Yun put the red rattan chicken magic core in his hand back to the stall and was ready to leave the stall.

Generally, merchants who can put magic cores to sell on the stalls have more or less a little strength. If you don't have any strength, I'm afraid it will be robbed by others before you sell it.

Seeing this kind of rich disciple, he is also so rich. How can the vendor give up? He quickly laughed and said, "Little brother, if you think it's expensive, we can talk about 5,000 gold coins? This is the highest price--."

5000 gold coins are also expensive. How can Qiao Yun be fooled by this guy? This guy's face is thin and looks relatively treacherous. Qiao Yun didn't want to do business with such a person and laughed, "Forget it, uncle. I'm not going to buy it. Even if it's 3,000 gold coins, I won't buy it.

In such a small town, strength is the absolute truth. The vendor could not let him go easily. He grabbed Qiao Yun's wrist with a big hand and roared, "Well, you have already taken the red chicken core with your hand, so you have to buy it, otherwise don't blame me for bullying--"

" boss, do you want me to deal with this guy? Let's see if he dares to be arrogant." The black mandarin has opened its teeth and clawed in Qiao Yun's sleeve.

Once the black man does it, this guy will definitely die. Qiao Yun doesn't want to kill people here; "Don't be impulsive, black mandarin. We just come to the market. There is no need to kill people."

Qiao Yun sensed it with the power of his soul that the strength of the vendor in front of him was at the peak of the third level, and it did not take much effort to set it. Qiao Yun sneered, "Do you have to buy it if you hold it with your hand?" It seems that there is no such rule anywhere.

Before taking action, the vendor also tested his strength. At the beginning of the second level, he was more than his own strength. Naturally, he was confident that defeating him would be so arrogant.

The vendor smeared a little ugly smile on his face and said, "Little doll, don't say that I want you to buy it. I'll give you two ways now; first, you and I will fight one-on-one. If I lose, I don't want you to give you these four magic cores. If you lose, the price of these four magic cores will double. Second, obediently buy the four magic cores.

"Since you have said so, you have to buy it horizontally and vertically anyway, so I'll go first." Qiao Yun had no choice but to spread out his hands.

The vendor was stunned at first, and the gloomy smile on his face became thicker, and he said to himself; Damn, this is what you little guy chose yourself. No wonder I am. The vendor made a few warm-up movements and asked with a smile, "Little doll, have you thought about it? I'm going to take action. I'll beat you up when I'm blind. Don't blame me.

As soon as the words fell, some vendors at the stalls next to him laughed and looked at the two people with joking eyes.

In such a chaotic town, no one will be the leader, but they are full of gloating people.

Just as everyone was laughing, a figure flashed by, with the whining sound of the wind, and a fist hit the vendor's chest.

The vendor didn't even see the figure clearly, and was unprepared by Qiao Yun's fist on his chest. The vendor spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back a few steps before he stabilized his body.

What a fast speed! This is probably twice as fast as that of the fifth-level strongman. The people watching the station were shocked.

The vendor's old face was ferocious, and the pain in his chest made him twitch his eyelids fiercely. He failed before he did it. He was defeated by a young teenager and spread that he had no face to fool around in this town in the future.

The vendor wiped the blood at the corners of his mouth, and his face became more vicious. He sneered, "Little guy, it seems that I underestimated your strength. You don't have such a chance this time." After saying that, the merchant's body was filled with dark brown fighting spirit.

The fighting spirit on his body slowly gathered on his left foot, and the blue-brown fighting spirit wrapped around the whole left foot like running water.

"Ha ha, he actually killed this little guy, which is really obvious bullying the weak."

"Don't get excited. You have seen the speed of this little guy just now. It's not certain who will kill the deer."

People are talking about it.

Against the third-level fighter, Qiao Yun also felt that there was no need to show his identity as a fighter. The strength of his body is enough to resist the third-level fighter.