Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"A high-grade magic weapon..."

The complexions of He Changsheng and the three standing on the high platform changed, Yang Yuanshan trembled all over, and said in a low voice.

"It's still worse, but some attributes should be stronger than top-grade magic weapons." Sun Yu said in a deep voice.

"This thing is a sharp weapon for attacking..." He Changsheng glanced at Sun Yu and said pointedly.

No wonder the army general Baba came here, it's no wonder they didn't come with such treasures.

With this gun in hand, he is absolutely invincible at the same level in battle.

The spear exuded a cyan aura, Zuo Linger stepped forward slowly, and lightly touched the barrel of the gun with his fingertips, streaks of electric light radiated out, making a "squeaky" sound, Zuo Linger's hair rose slightly, and his clothes were fluffy and suspended.

"The electro-optic blue silk battle gun carries a trace of wind and thunder. When dancing, there is a surge of wind and thunder. The arc it carries can paralyze the opponent." Pulling his fingers away, Zuo Ling'er's clothes and hair returned to their original state, and said softly in his mouth.

The words stop here, and there is no further introduction.

"Three seniors, please taste it."

After Zuo Ling'er finished speaking, He Changsheng stepped forward and reached out to hold the spear.

"Om-"

A sound of wind and thunder roared, and the sky above the entire venue was like a thunderclap.

"Good gun!"

He Changsheng couldn't help admiring, with a look of surprise on his face.

"What offering, how about this gun?"

Shu Quan and others in the box looked at He Changsheng, and Song Youcai said loudly.

He Changsheng shook his head and said, "It's comparable to the top grade, but it can't be said."

Comparable to top grade!

Just this sentence is enough!

"I want this gun!"

"This gun belongs to me!"

"No one should rob me!"

……

In the private room, several people stared at each other, as if they were about to punch each other if they disagreed with each other.

"Seniors, this battle gun is under a hidden bid, with a reserve price of [-] spirit stones. Seniors who are interested can come to the stage to experience the power of this gun for themselves." Zuo Linger said with a smile as he swept his eyes in all directions.

"it is good!"

"That's refreshing."

……

Shu Quan and the others all rushed out of the box.

In the end, there were only 12 people who actually came to power.Except for the eight generals, the remaining four are also members of the ninth rank sect.

Each of them stepped forward to hold the spear, and after a while, they all retreated silently.

"Hehe, this gun is not suitable for me, everyone, please do it." A member of the ninth rank sect cupped his hands and turned to step down.

"This treasure is indeed not suitable for sect cultivators like me, generals, let's take a look." The other three also shook their heads and stepped down from the high platform.

The eight generals left on the stage looked at each other and laughed.

"Let's see who of us has this luck!" Song Youcai said, reached out to pick up a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it, folded it, and threw it into the wooden box.

The others also looked at each other with a smile, and each took a piece of paper to write the price.

"Three seniors, please also notarize this hidden bid." Zuo Linger bowed to Sun Yu and the three of them.

The three nodded, stepped forward to take apart the eight signed papers, and compared them one by one.

In the end, two cards were handed to Zuo Linger.

"Pfft—" Zuo Ling'er looked at the writing on it and laughed out loud.

"I don't know if this is the offer from Brother Shu Quan?" Zuo Ling'er said, showing a piece of paper signed like a dog's handwriting.

"Eighty thousand spirit stones."

Eighty thousand!

A high-grade magic weapon is only [-] spirit stones, and this war spear is not a real high-grade magic weapon, yet someone offered [-] spirit stones!

Inexplicably, everyone thought of the expressions of these generals after inspecting the gun. Could it be that this gun is so special that it can be worth [-] spirit stones?
"Boss shopkeeper, they—" Although they knew that the value of this spear must not be low, but hearing the price, the people in Changfulou were still panicked.

"Hey—" Liu Yicang shook his head, as soon as he took out the battle gun, he knew he had lost.

Looking at it now, the price is indeed higher than the damaged magic weapon he took out.

This time, Chang Fulou lost his wife and lost his army. He lost a treasure, but he could only advertise for Qing Yunzong.

No one would remember what kind of treasure Changfulou had brought out, but everyone only remembered that a battle gun was sold for a sky-high price of [-] spirit stones.

Looking at the lottery in Zuo Linger's hand, Shu Quan laughed, nodded and said, "This is my price." " Guangwu Wei General Hao Guan standing beside Shu Quanquan said bitterly.

"You guys are very aggressive, and I only reported [-] yuan." Qian Sheng shook his head, and looked at the battle gun with some regret.

Baby is a good baby, but there is no such fate.

"Haha, let me go, let me go." Shu Quan cheerfully cupped his hands to the left and right, and was about to go forward to get the battle gun.

"Brother Shu, here's another one with the same bid as yours." Zuo Ling'er smiled even more, and when his spirit power dissipated, the words on another piece of paper were revealed.

"Same price as bundle."

"puff--"

"Ha ha--"

Seeing that line of words, everyone on the stage burst into laughter.

"Song Shacai!" Shu Quan gritted his teeth and looked at the smiling and silent Song Youcai.

"I didn't outbid you by one spirit stone like Brother Zhao did. I already gave you face." Song Youcai smiled calmly.

"Okay, then I have one thousand more spirit stones now, is that okay?" Shu Quan said impatiently, gesticulating with his fingers.

Song Youcai shook his head, turned to look at Zhao Yang in the audience, and said, "Brother Zhao, who do you think this gun should be sold to?"

"Yes, Brother Zhao, tell me." Shu Quan also stared at Zhao Yang and roared.

Zhao Yang stood up, looked at the two people on the stage, and suddenly said: "Brother Shu, when I joined your Zhenwu Guard, we guarded the embankment for two days and two nights."

"Yes, you saved my old Shu's life." Shu Quan laughed and said, "We are close friends."

Speaking of this, his complexion became brighter, he squinted at Song Youcai, and smiled triumphantly.

It turns out that Zhao Yang and the general of Talang City still have such friendship!
Only at this time did everyone in the audience understand why Qing Yunzong's trade fair, these soldiers will come to support.

Zhao Yang nodded, and said solemnly: "Brother Shu, can you tell me how many casualties you had among the [-] guards in that battle?"

Zhao Yang's words made Shu Quan's face change drastically, he pondered for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "[-] killed in battle, [-] wounded."

One thousand and two soldiers were killed and three thousand one hundred were injured. In two days and two nights, nearly half of the [-] soldiers were killed or killed!
There was a "buzz" in the audience, and the practitioners who thought they were watching the excitement started to discuss in low voices.

You must know that the army of Talang City is at least a sergeant in the body training stage, and many of them have stepped into the state of Qi refining.

With such casualties, what kind of battle must it be?

"Brother Shu, are there many such tragic battles?" Although Zhao Yang's voice was low, it covered all the discussions in the venue.

"Hehe, there must be three or two times a year, I'm used to it." Shu Quan seemed a little lonely, and smiled lightly: "If you hadn't saved me that day, I would have gone to see those old brothers earlier. "

There are three or two such fierce battles a year!

The expressions of the Zongmen monks in the audience suddenly changed.

The Zongmen under the Changhe County has not had a major conquest in the past hundred years. No one knows that just above the big river, there are three or two tragic battles every year.

"Brother Shu should know, what's the difference in this battle gun?" Zhao Yang asked lightly.