The Pinnacle of Martial Arts

Seeing that the battle was on the verge of breaking out, everyone secretly marveled at how the previous Qingyang waste had turned his nature.

Surprisingly, he had clashed head on with Ding Yuan, who was at the third gravity of Martial Artist, could it be that he had made a breakthrough?

But even if it was a breakthrough, it was impossible for him to have the strength to defeat Ding Yuan in such a short period of time, right, it wasn't like he was some kind of overwhelmingly ferocious person.

Because of this thought, the crowd became more expectant, wanting to see what Chen Fan had to deal with Ding Yuan.

However, this thought had only surfaced for a short while before it was interrupted by a cool voice.

"Young Master Ding, Mr. Chen, this is my Mu Clan Stone Workshop, not a life and death ring for the two of you!"

After the sentence was finished, everyone's eyes flicked towards the second floor, and a shadow with a delicate figure hidden behind a beaded curtain appeared in their eyes.

"Surprisingly, it's Miss Mu, how come she's free to come and watch the gambling today?"

"Legend has it that Miss Mu is as beautiful as heaven, I wonder if I'll have the honor of meeting her today."

"I've also heard that the Mu Family has connections with a certain big shot in the capital, I wonder if it's true or not."

Mu Wanrong simply ignored the admiration of the bystanders and continued to speak at Ding Yuan, "Since young master Ding proposed to gamble on the stone, he must be willing to gamble and accept defeat, and must not break the rules of the Stone Workshop, if not, then I will have to discuss this with master of the Ding family."

When Ding Yuan heard these words, a flash of panic flashed across his eyes, as well as a struggle.

He knew that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to keep his storage bag today anyways.

While others were not aware of the Mu Family Stone Workshop, as the young master of the Ding Family of the Four Great Families of Qingyang, how could Ding Yuan not be aware of it?

The Mu Family was definitely a transcendent existence in Qingyang, and although those rumors in the outside world had never been acknowledged, they had never been denied either.

Once this matter was brought to his father by Mu Wanrong, not only would he have to hand over the storage bag at that time, but he would also be severely punished.

Compared to that, it is better to hand it over now, at least it can stall his father for a while.

There is this idea, Ding Yuan has been abashed, took out the storage bag, so thrown into the hands of Chen Fan, and finally did not forget to disobediently say that one day he will be the storage bag personally back.

Of course this sentence in the eyes of the people, only to find a step down for their own face.

In this way, Ding Yuan slipped away, the rest of the people although there is discussion, but more is to put their minds on gambling.

Chen Fan deeply glanced at the second floor of a touch of silhouette, and then lowered his head to look at the storage bag in his hand.

Will internal breath into it, Chen Fan sensed that the storage bag probably has a zhang square space, in addition to a few pieces of clothing, there is a small pile of second-grade spirit stone, probably a few hundred pieces of the appearance.

In addition to this, there is a bottle of healing pills, as well as a yellow grade middle grade sword technique!

Sighing secretly, the four great families are really rich and generous, because he came across the fusion of the original Running Thunder Fist with the Vajra Fist in order to get the Yellow Grade Medium Grade Martial Skill, a second generation ancestor can have it casually.

However, all of this is cheap for Chen Fan, after going back, as long as this sword martial skill is fused into an ancient martial art, the quality will directly rise to the top grade of the yellow grade, and the four major family masters of Qingyang City majoring in the yellow grade of the very best martial skill, just a line away!

After checking the loot, Chen Fan was relieved to choose the raw stones and prepare for the auction afterward, now that he had the capital, everything was not a problem, and he could earn a lot of money without any worries.

Nothing happened in the auction, under the auspices of an old man surnamed Luo, everything came to a successful end.

Chen Fan had auctioned off seven or eight pieces of raw stone, but did not choose to cut them on the spot, the so-called wealth does not reveal itself, this reasoning he would not fail to understand.

However, based on the feedback from his spiritual power, together with the spirit stones he won over Ding Yuan before, he was afraid that he had harvested more than a thousand pieces of second grade spirit stones this time.

It was equivalent to a dozen or so inferior spirit stones, which equaled to earning half a year of the Li Family's family fortune in less than half a day.

It was enough to see how terrifying a Spirit Seeker was, wanting to earn Spirit Stones was faster than robbing.

After collecting all the raw stones into his storage bag, Chen Fan was ready to leave, but just then, the old man surnamed Luo found him.

"Mr. Chen, my lady has an invitation."

The old Luo state was not humble, but had a bit of a big family demeanor, and after the words fell out, he stood silently in place, waiting for Chen Fan to reply.

For that Mu Wanrong, Chen Fan had a few moments of curiosity in his heart, and based on the fact that the other party had helped him before, he had to meet him as well.

Chen Fan naturally did not believe that it was his charm that had impressed this woman of mysterious origins, so that the other party must have something to ask for, then he could just take this opportunity to further strive for benefits!

Martial cultivation, for the average person without money, without spirit stones it was difficult to move an inch, let alone Chen Fan.

So he had to grasp all the opportunities and fight for himself as much as possible.

Because only by becoming immensely powerful could he better survive in this world.

Only I need to kill people, no one is allowed to kill me, this was Chen Fan's idea!

Following Lao Luo to the second floor chamber, Chen Fan still had a beaded curtain in front of him, obviously Mu Wanrong had no intention of exposing her beauty to outsiders.

But Chen Fan does not think so, since there are things to talk about, it is definitely necessary to take out the sincerity, this method of not seeing people in their true colors is really disrespectful to him.

Cupping his fists and bowing, Chen Fan opened his mouth and said: ''Miss Mu called Mister Chen to come up and not to meet each other, is it possible that she is looking down on me.

The silhouette behind the beaded curtain was silent, and only after a long time did he say, "If Mr. Chen is interested in seeing my appearance, he can do it himself."

When these words came out, the old Luo behind him was shocked, he knew his own young lady's cool temperament, now how could she lower herself for a Chen Fan?

Then look at Chen Fan, also did not take himself as an outsider at all, after getting Mu Wanrong's hint, the dragon walks to go, the goal is straight to that bead curtain.

The old Luo in the back want to stop, but saw Mu Wanrong shook her head slightly unnoticeable, obviously this move has other deep meaning.

And Chen Fan, also finally walked to the bead curtain before, so casually lifted!

A not applying half a bit of powder, blowing and breakable, beautiful to suffocating face, appeared in Chen Fan's eyes.

Even though Chen Fan had read countless women in his previous life, he was shocked by the woman in front of him.

"This woman should only be found in heaven, and is rarely heard of on earth!"

Unconsciously, a poem that had been tampered with by himself came out of his mouth, and although the pairing was not very neat, it was a complete expression of Chen Fan's thoughts at the moment.

When Mu Wanrong heard this, she snorted and laughed, a thousand times more charming: "I originally thought that Mr. Chen is a person who is not meticulous, but I didn't expect that he would still joke."

Chen Fan said with a straight face, "I never have half a word of falsehood, everything is from the bottom of my heart."

Mu Wanrong did not dwell more on this matter, and uncovered it in two sentences, explaining her intentions.

"This time, I called Mr. Chen up, because I want to ask you to do a favor."

As soon as Chen Fan heard about the main event, he also became serious, after hearing Mu Wanrong's words, he didn't have any hesitation and said, "So, what is my favor!"