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Lu Fanfeng was too lazy to waste words, he directly punched Third Master Lee.

Lu Fanfeng's attacks were extremely fast, and by the time everyone reacted, he had already completed his attack. With the power of Martial Arts Sect Master's fist, how could any ordinary person withstand it? Third Master Lee was instantly sent flying and a pile of tables and chairs were destroyed. The entire scene became chaotic and many guests who were enjoying the treasures scattered and fled in fear.

This frightened Uncle Zhang, "Mr Lu, my San Ye treated you well, why did you hit him!"

However, Lu Fanfeng didn't explain, and only looked at the place where Third Master Lee had fallen.

As Third Master Lee lay in the middle of the ruins, various emotions filled his heart. In that instant, he had thought of many things. In a short period of time, I have made a review of my life, and then made a summary of my life, and also thought about the division of property.

After all, after being punched by the Martial Arts Sect Master, not to mention him, even if it was the youngsters, they would still die without a doubt.

After considering all the aspects, Lee Tongren realized that he was not dead yet.

He tried to sense his body, but he didn't find anything out of the ordinary about his body. It was just that there was something hanging on his back, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

In a moment of desperation, Third Master Lee sat up straight and even threw away the thing he was sitting on.

With a clang, a rare treasure of the year of the Great War was broken into pieces. If it was a normal day, Third Master Lee would definitely feel so much pain that he would not be able to eat for a few days.

But today, he was extremely happy, he crawled up from the ground, and quickly ran to Lu Fanfeng, "Master Lu is truly a god!"

These words terrified Uncle Zhang, his own third master was beaten stupid.

"Master San, go to the hospital and check if there are any problems!" The Uncle Zhang said anxiously.

A few guests who did not manage to escape in time also surrounded them. Most of them were Third Master Lee's friends, and they advised.

"That's right, Master San. You broke three tables. Tell me, are you guys making a movie?"

"The speed just now was definitely worse than an accident. Last time, when I drove 200 miles away, I didn't even manage to hit a person, let alone damage the table!" A foppish young lord said. His tone was as if he had just bumped into a cat or a dog.

"The power of one punch is comparable to a 200-mile sportscar. Could it be that I'm the only one who realized that this punch is very powerful?" Someone in the crowd reminded him.

It was only now that everyone noticed Lu Fanfeng. Previously, they only thought Lu Fanfeng was Lee Yunyao's friend.

Handsome men could be found everywhere, and Third Miss s had to be befuddled to find a pretty boy.

However, in this era, wealthy men could support young models, and wealthy women could support pretty boys as well. Everyone was also used to it.

However, when they thought about Lu Fanfeng's shocking punch, everyone realized that the person in front of them was not simple.

Stop arguing, I'm fine. Did you see that, Master Lu gave me a divine talisman, the Wutu Body Nourishing Divine talisman. It was just a divine talisman experiment just now, and it can really drive disasters away. I'm actually unharmed by such a powerful punch!" Third Master Lee would never let go of such a good chance to advertise.

"Divine talisman, repel disasters and avoid disasters. Oh god, is there really such a thing in this world?"

"Third Master Lee is completely unscathed, even his clothes are spotless, this divine talisman is too magical!"

"Master San, with our friendship, why don't you sell this divine talisman to me? I offer one hundred million!"

Immediately, there were people who wanted to ask for the divine talisman, but how could the Third Master Lee let him do as he pleased?

"After three days, the divine talisman to banish disasters will be auctioned off. When that happens, everyone must come!" Third Master Lee shouted. There was no advertisement that was more convincing than the live broadcast.

"Three days. Three more days!" Many people could no longer endure it.

"Third Master Lee, didn't you say that there would be a magical equipment for auction today?

"Of course not!" Third Master Lee picked up the Devil Yielding Pestle again, "The High Monk of the Secret Sect has been practicing for nineteen years, and after being repaired by the Master Lu, this is the only item in this world, and today's finale is this one!"

"Devil Yielding Pestle, the object of high monks from the Secret Sect is extremely rare!"

In their minds, the so-called repair was just like the restoration of antiques. Although the skill content was high, it was not enough to attract their attention. After all, this was a magical equipment that could repair injuries on the surface. However, the inner effects were still caused by the High Monk of the Secret Sect's miraculous technique.

A few big customers had the right to see it up close, and some even had it in their hands.

However, just by touching it, everyone felt something different. Even a blind person would be able to sense the boundless spirit energy above the Devil Yielding Pestle.

How could they miss such a miraculous thing?

There were only a few cultivators present, and most of them were only mediocre. In their eyes, the so-called magical equipment was just an even higher grade antique.

Antiques can only be seen, they have no practical use. However, magical artifacts were different. Not only could they be used for viewing, they were also magical in nature.

In comparison, a magical equipment could reflect their value even more.

Unlike most of the other people present, there was one person who was able to see just how extraordinary this object was.

"This... Could this be something from the Cultivation Realm!? " He was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. In the last few hundred years of Middle Earth World, there hadn't been a single cultivator, and those legendary figures had actually existed. This Devil Yielding Pestle was the proof of this.

"Master Feng, are there really cultivators in this world?" A well-dressed man asked.

This Master Feng was the Master of the Sacred Profound Mountain Martial School, and the man in the western suit was his financial backer, Lee Xiangui.

Amongst the three Lee Family s, the East China Lee Family was the most powerful one. Lee Xiangui's family was located far away from the Taihang Province, and they were also known as Taihang. They were ranked second in the upper class, and could be considered to be the strongest within the entire society.

Feng Yuanshan laughed, "I'm afraid the cultivators have already disappeared, but there are still some remnants of the cultivators in this world, which proves that they really did exist!"

"Then should we take this magical equipment?" Lee Xiangui asked.

"Of course, with this magical equipment, I will definitely be able to step into the Strength Conversion stage within a year. At that time, no matter what East China Lee Family you have, you don't even need to put them in your eyes! " Feng Yuanshan laughed.

If one did not enter Strength Conversion, one would always be an ant. This was an iron-clad rule of Martial Arts Realm. Think about it, which of those experts with strength transformation wouldn't be competed for by the major powers?

If he could get his hands on the Secret Sect Devil Yielding Pestle, his Taihang would gain a lot, but the real benefit would be from getting the Master Feng s.

One step away was the natural chasm. If not for the help of some external force, with Feng Yuanshan's talent and the density of the Earth's spirit energy, he would never be able to enter the stage of Strength Conversion in his entire lifetime.

With just a step, he would be in two different worlds. At that time, Feng Yuanshan would no longer have to live in a small place like the Huadong City, and walk out of East China Province, or even enter the capital.