Smash... smash it?
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone was startled and stared at Yang Zhen in horror. Several people, whose State of Mind was faltering, even cried out, "No!"
"Such a powerful aircraft should be able to pass through the Mo North Abyss, why did you smash it?"
" Yang Zhen, if you don't want it, you can sell it to us. We can afford any number of crystals!"
"Smash it! Smash it already! I refuse to believe you'll just smash such a powerful divine weapon, comparable to Saint Weapon!"
The group of people looked at each other, their expressions varied, all staring at Yang Zhen with surprise and uncertainty.
Even Holy Son Lin, whose face was ashen, was taken aback. He approached Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, looking at him with suspicion and uncertainty. "Are you really going to smash it?"
"This kind of trash doesn't meet my expectations. What's the point of keeping Sage of Saunter? Of course, I'll smash it!" Yang Zhen said with a sigh. "Not only will I smash it, but Sage of Saunter 've also decided that I will never forge this kind of Iron Armor again. If I ever forge this kind of Iron Armor again, may I always have an extra seasoning packet when I eat Sage of Saunter!"
Boom!
A sudden clap of Thunderclap startled everyone, who looked up in shock at the oath-like celestial phenomenon in mid-air.
Although no one knew what the instant noodles and seasoning packets Yang Zhen mentioned were, everyone could see that Yang Zhen made this vow with utmost solemnity, and even the order of heaven and earth seemed to have been fulfilled.
Damn it, what was this bastard thinking? How could he make such a vicious oath?
It's easy to imagine that if Yang Zhen doesn't forge this kind of Iron Armor again, this Iron Armor will almost become a thing of the past. Even if it doesn't meet Yang Zhen's expectations, it has already exceeded the expectations of everyone present. It's priceless, absolutely priceless.
Yang Zhen's oath was truly heartfelt; otherwise, it wouldn't have been fulfilled by the order of heaven and earth.
Almost no one knows that when Yang Zhen eats instant noodles, what she dislikes most is the seasoning packet. She almost always eats them dry. Even when she needs instant noodles, she adds some salt and other seasonings, and absolutely refuses to eat the seasoning packet that comes with the instant noodles!
Two sets of seasoning packets... just thinking about it is terrifying. Yang Zhen suddenly felt a pang of regret. Was this vow a little too cruel?
Damn it, whatever!
The Shameless Cat, looking completely bewildered, quickly removed the Black Panther Battle Armor and stored it in its storage ring. Staring at Yang Zhen, it said, "Wait, kid, why smash such an awesome armor? I absolutely won't smash it! If you want to smash it, then smash me!"
Seeing the Shameless Cat's fearless attitude, everyone nodded in agreement. That's the kind of attitude they should have. If anyone tried to smash those three sets of aircraft and armor, not only the Shameless Cat and the Flirtatious Chicken, but everyone else would object.
This is crucial to whether everyone can enter the Mo North Abyss!
Flirtatious Chicken slowly and meticulously disassembled the Fighter Jet Among Flirtatious Chickens, carefully reassembling it into a box with a pained expression. It then stored it in its storage ring, preened its feathers, and finally stretched its head towards Yang Zhen, declaring with a death-defying air, "Smash me!"
"Damn it, you two bastards, really..." Yang Zhen's eyes widened, then he sighed and said, "Fine, you've disappointed Sage of Saunter too much. Since you don't want to smash it, then don't. Keep it as a souvenir, but don't use it anymore, it's too embarrassing. As for this Iron Armor, I'll just Sage of Saunter it."
After saying that, Yang Zhen actually took out the Great Deficiency Sword, unleashed a violent burst of True Essence energy, and slashed at the square box.
"Young friend Yang, stop!"
Elder Mo's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly went to Yang Zhen and hid under the Great Deficiency Sword: "Nonsense! Utter nonsense! Such a divine weapon, comparable to Saint Weapon, and you actually want to destroy it? It's truly... truly infuriating! Didn't you say you didn't want it? Didn't you look down on it? How about you sell it to me?"
Seeing Elder Mo's drooling expression, everyone showed disdain.
"I never expected that Elder Mo, you old rascal with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would be so cunning. Why should I sell it to you? I want it too, and I'm sure I can offer you a better price!"
"Old man, you're overthinking it. Do you think you can buy anything from me?"
"This... you old fool, does having money make you superior?"
"Hehe, you're right, being rich really is amazing!"
"We'll have to ask young friend Yang if he's willing to sell!"
All eyes turned to Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, who looked to be caught in a dilemma. No one noticed that while Yang Zhen and Shameless Cat were making their Flirtatious Chicken, the box in front of Yang Zhen Yang Zhen already switched it. The Iron Armor in front of him was just a low-end version of his original Iron Armor, no, a very low-end version, with almost no real value and only capable of generating a little speed.
This process was extremely brief, and Yang Zhen deliberately did it while Shameless Cat and Flirtatious Chicken were disassembling the armor and fighter jets, so no one noticed at all!
Yang Zhen held the key in his hand with a troubled expression and said, "This... to be honest, this battle suit has a flaw!"
"What?" Everyone was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "What flaws?"
Even Holy Son Lin craned his neck, looking at the box in front of Yang Zhen with surprise and uncertainty.
Yang Zhen sighed and said, "Seniors, the speed you just saw was not actually the full speed of the Iron Armor!"
Everyone gasped, staring at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
This terrifying speed wasn't even the maximum speed; just imagine how terrifying the Iron Armor would be if it went on a rampage!
We have to buy it! If Yang Zhen really dares to just throw money at it like that, we'll fight him to the death!
Everyone's breathing quickened as they stared intently at the Great Deficiency Sword in Yang Zhen's hand!
At this moment, Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said, "Moreover, it's not that I don't want to unleash my maximum speed to show everyone, it's just that this battle suit is currently very difficult to control, and there are still some minor flaws that need to be adjusted. Although these flaws are minor, even a fool could fix them, but who am I, the Sage of Saunter?"
Amidst the tense breathing of the crowd, Yang Zhen arrogantly declared, "This Sage of Saunter is no ordinary person! How could I tolerate such minor flaws? It's impossible! Even a fool could fix a flaw, I cannot tolerate it!"
"Therefore, this Iron Armor must be destroyed. Even Jesus can't save it, I said it!"
"No, I'll buy it! Just name your price in crystals, and I'll buy it!" Elder Mo glared angrily at Yang Zhen: "If you throw it down, I... I..."
Before Elder Mo could finish speaking, Holy Son Lin suddenly said, " Yang Zhen, tell me, how many crystals will it take for you to sell?"
Upon hearing Holy Son Lin's words, everyone gasped.
Even Elder Mo looked at Holy Son Lin with a surprised and uncertain expression. The Ke Clan had already made their move, so naturally there was nothing for them to do. Everyone present knew that the Ke Clan was the wealthiest Ancient Clan in North Isle.
Moreover, the Ke Clan is an Ancient Clan with profound expertise in weapon crafting. Compared to them, they are almost determined to obtain this set of Iron Armor.
As long as Yang Zhen is willing to sell, no one can take it away!
Yang Zhen looked at Holy Son Lin with a troubled expression and said, " Holy Son Lin, you're putting me in a difficult position."
Upon hearing that Yang Zhen hadn't immediately refused, Holy Son Lin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, whatever price they offer, I'll offer five times!"
Dig up the grass!
Everyone present wanted to curse!