The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 32: Ding Yuan, the unlovable one (part 2)
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I don't understand Qingyuan's superior demeanor, Ding Yuan is already ready to start cutting stones.
At this moment, everyone is staring with their breath in their hearts, fearing to miss every detail. You must know that this is something that was only auctioned for 10,000 spiritual stones, and the value in it might be immeasurable.
Ding Yuan was very satisfied with the expressions of the people, and with his strength, he chopped off toward the original stone.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, the stone skin shattered to the ground, and some of the stone skin was even shot into the faces of others.
From this point of view, we can know that the difference between Ding Yuan and Chen Fan is not even the same.
Not only the control over power, but also...betting on rocks.
The smoke cleared, everyone was covered.
"Huh? Where's the Lingshi?"
With the first unbelievable voice, everyone pulled their necks and looked towards the original stone. It was a piece of gray, it was just an ordinary stone...
"Impossible, sell ten thousand spirit stones back to a big stone?"
At this moment, Ding Yuan only felt that the sky was spinning, with an incredulous look in his eyes, he smashed the big stone in front of him to pieces, let alone a spirit stone, Mao didn't even see one.
Sitting down on the ground, Ding Yuan cried again, extremely miserable. Those who heard it were sad, and those who saw it wept.
The purchase of a stone with ten thousand spirit stones, I am afraid that it will spread throughout Qingyang City before tomorrow, and the Ding family will also become the laughing stock of everyone. Then after Ding Yuan returns home, I am afraid that he will not be picked up. Layer of skin.
With a reserved smile on his face, Chen Fan slowly walked to Ding Yuan's side, took out the handwritten notes that the other party had tried hard to set up from his arms, and shook it before Ding Yuan's eyes.
"Then Dashao Ding, shouldn't you keep your promise?"
Ding Yuan noticed the look in Chen Fan's eyes, as if suddenly thinking of something, and pointed at him and shouted: "It's you, you grabbed the rough stone first, why did you cheat me!"
Now Dingyuan is almost hysterical, like a child who has been robbed of a toy.
On the other hand, Chen Fa still has a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, as if he still tilted his head seriously and thought for a while before saying: "Really? Maybe I missed it..."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone burst into laughter. Now who can’t tell, Chen Fan is in Keng Dingyuan, but there are also some people with deep thoughts, and I feel it from Chen Fan’s performance. fear.
Recalling the previous scenes, what Chen Fan did was perfectly seamless, playing with everyone in applause. This method was simply sensational.
The most dignified person in the crowd may be the hunched old man. In fact, he and Qingyuan are the only people present, as well as Chen Fan and the three of them. He is naturally very clear about Chen Fan's actions.
Sighed, he was afraid that he had encountered a strong enemy, and what was even more terrifying than his strong enemy, how old is Chen Fan?
Sixteen years old!
The room for growth in the future is simply limitless.
Looking at the writings in Chen Fan's hand, Ding Yuan finally reluctantly handed over the low-grade spirit treasure long sword, and at the same time watched Chen Fan take in the spirit treasure that originally belonged to him. In your storage bag...
Looking at the vicissitudes of life when Ding was away, Chen Fan said quietly: "Welcome Ding to continue gambling with Chen when he is free. I will tell you what I lack."
Ding Yuan staggered in the distance, and ran away as if to escape.