Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 140 Knife and Shield
Seeing his weapon being broken in two, the big man with the beard didn't feel any pain.

Instead, he looked at the big knife in the young man's hand obsessively, and shouted: "How much, how much, I bought it!"

Not only the bearded man, but also many warriors onlookers shouted loudly, wanting to buy that precious sword.

The young man smiled slightly and stroked the blade lightly.

"This knife is indestructible, without it cutting things, how much do you think it is worth?"

The people who were still noisy at first fell silent after hearing the young man's words.

Every warrior hopes to have his own divine weapon.

This also makes the magic weapons of the Kyushu mainland extremely expensive, and good weapons are hard to find.

Although everyone felt that the young man's statement that the sword was invincible was a bit too exaggerated.

But seeing the power of this knife with their own eyes, everyone believed it a little bit.

Even though these warriors who surrounded them had some property, it was not enough to buy a magic weapon.

The big man with the beard turned red at this time.

Although he felt that the money on his body was not enough to buy the precious sword, he still took out all his belongings.

Among these belongings, there are not only small pieces of broken gold, but also a lot of silver ingots, and even copper coins are not rare.

However, even if all the money is added together, it is only about a thousand taels of silver, which is not enough to buy the precious sword.

"There's only so much in me."

The big man with the beard blushed all over his face, but his eyes were still full of longing as he looked at the precious sword.

The warriors who were onlookers immediately booed when they saw the money that the bearded man had brought out.

"With this little money, you actually want to buy a precious sword, it's just a dream come true!"

"That's right, you better not be ashamed of yourself here!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and they all spoke out to ridicule the big man with the beard, and the big man with the beard bowed his head in embarrassment.

However, his gaze towards the treasured sword was still full of longing.

While the ridicule continued, the young man smiled and walked towards the big man with beard, and took away all his belongings.

"My Buddha pays attention to fate. Today, the little monk is destined to be a hero, so I will sell you this precious sword."

After speaking, the young man handed the treasured sword to the big man with beard.

The big man with the beard was stunned on the spot, never thinking that he actually bought the treasured sword.

The warriors who were watching were shouting after being shocked.

"Sell it to me, sell it to me, I'll pay twice the price!"

"I pay three times!"

"I pay five times!"

"I pay ten times!"

Everyone clamored and wanted to buy the extremely sharp sword that was said to be indestructible.

The smile on the young man's face was even brighter, and he took out a long sword from the sack again, and looked at everyone with a smile.

"This long sword is unparalleled in sharpness and invincible. I don't know if anyone is willing to buy it."

Everyone was astonished when they saw this.

They didn't expect that the young man had other weapons besides the precious sword that cut iron like mud.

The eyes of these onlookers suddenly lit up.

"I don't need a sword, I just need a shield, can you sell it here?"

Just when the crowd was about to loot, a clear voice came, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

The crowd parted, and a handsome man in a white shirt walked in slowly.

This man seemed to be in his early twenties, with a long sword on his back, exuding awe-inspiring sword aura.

He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes are piercing.

The sharp-edged face, combined with the straight figure, made the whole person look like a sword drawn out of its sheath, with an aggressive spirit.

Silence, deathly silence.

When everyone saw the man in the white shirt, they didn't make any noise, and all looked at him with fiery eyes.

Even the big man with the beard who bought the precious sword at a bargain and wanted to leave quickly stopped in his tracks.

The young man smiled unabated, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"Yes, yes, there is naturally a shield here."

He threw the so-called precious sword in his hand on the ground like garbage.

Then, the young man ran to the big sack to dig out for a while, and a shield appeared in his hand.

The warriors watching felt vaguely wrong at this moment, but still no one spoke.

The white-shirted swordsman raised his mouth slightly, and said, "I wonder if your shield is strong?"

The young man patted his chest hard, then stood with one hand on his chest, and Baoxiang said solemnly: "Monks don't chatter, this is the shield that the Buddha used in the past."

"It is extremely strong, it is the best shield in the world, no weapon in the world can break it."

Listening to the young man's lines, the big man with curly beard suddenly felt a little familiar.

He racked his brains to remember that the appearance of the young man now is almost exactly the same as the appearance of selling that precious knife just now.

At this time, the onlookers felt that something was not right.

The shield used by the Buddha is still extremely strong, no weapon in the world can break it.

Everyone felt that this bullshit was overblown.

First of all, warriors in the Kyushu continent do not believe that there is a Buddha in the world.

Secondly, even if there is a Buddha, people have never heard of any Buddha who used a shield before.

Coupled with the sudden appearance of the white-clothed swordsman, many people suddenly realized.

Feelings, this guy who claims to be a monk is very likely to be a big liar.

Having figured this out, everyone looked at the young man with suspicion and anger in their eyes, but still no one said anything.

The white shirt swordsman smiled even wider.

He ignored the young man, walked up to the big man with the beard, and said, "Can I borrow the treasured sword?"

Although the man with the beard was very concerned about the precious sword, when he saw the white-clothed swordsman borrowing the sword from him, he handed it over without hesitation at all.

After the white-clothed swordsman took the sword, he walked slowly to the side of the young man.

"When you sold the knife just now, you said that this knife is invincible, and everything is invincible. There is nothing in the world that it can not cut."

"Then you said that this shield is so strong that no weapon in the world can break it."

Speaking of this, the man in white shirt showed a smile in his eyes.

"If you use this precious knife to chop off the shield in your hand, what will happen?"

It wasn't until this moment that all the warriors onlookers came to their senses, and then they started making noise.

The big bearded man also seemed to have figured out something, looking at the young man with suspicion in his eyes.

It's just that he has seen the power of the precious sword just now, even if the sword is not as exaggerated as it is said, he will not pay too much attention to it.

At this time, Huan Chang also looked at the young man with great interest, wanting to see how he would answer.

Whether the sword cut off the shield, or the shield blocked the sword, the young man was slapping himself in the face.

At the same time, Huan Chang was quite curious about the swordsman in white.

(End of this chapter)