Jiang Feng paused.
As a Middle Third Grade Martial Artist, his vigilance was very high. Although he didn't hear the tall, thin man's mutter, he felt a dangerous aura from him.
He felt speechless.
Even not being deceived could still provoke hostility from others.
This black market truly has all kinds of people.
Remembering the tall, thin man, Jiang Feng went to several other stalls to have a look.
Unfortunately, many stalls were selling Cultivation Techniques that were either flawed or incomplete, only a few thin pages, and the stall owners kept them tightly covered, not allowing a full page to be seen.
At this moment, Jiang Feng arrived at the stall of a one-eyed old man.
In front of the old man were only three Secret Manuals.
One for Cultivation Technique, one for Martial Art, and one for Body Technique.
Noticing someone standing, the old man didn't respond, just sitting on his own, not even lifting his single eyelid.
Jiang Feng was curious.
He squatted down.
Picked up the middle Body Technique Secret Manual.
The cover said "Three-legged Body Technique".
This name was a bit peculiar.
But as he turned to the first page and looked carefully, Jiang Feng felt that the recorded content was worth examining, many important points were refreshing and made him want to continue flipping through it, having an impulse to record the entire content.
Furthermore, he attempted to practice according to the content on the first page and found no issues, intending to continue viewing.
The one-eyed old man's hand, however, pressed on the book at this time.
"Excuse me, how much is this Body Technique?"
Jiang Feng returned the Three-legged Body Technique to the one-eyed old man.
The old man didn't sew the three books with thread, allowing them to be flipped through upon purchase, such confidence combined with a page yielding great benefit, piqued Jiang Feng's intense interest.
"This number,"
the old man extended three fingers.
"Thirty, three hundred?"
Jiang Feng said as low as possible, seeing anger rise in the old man's lone eye, quickly changing his tune.
The one-eyed old man nodded casually.
"A bit pricey, how about two hundred?"
Jiang Feng bargained.
The one-eyed old man casually tossed the Secret Manual onto the stall, saying nothing, his aloof manner implying he wasn't worried about selling the three Secret Manuals.
"I'll add twenty taels,"
Jiang Feng tried saying.
The one-eyed old man closed even his remaining eye, dozing at the stall.
Jiang Feng shook his head, then got up to check other stalls.
He didn't know the level of the Three-legged Body Technique, although the one-eyed old man was inscrutable, Jiang Feng couldn't just casually take out three hundred taels to buy that Three-legged Body Technique!
All the silver he had amounted to less than five hundred taels, with ninety percent gained as spoils of war, his regular stipend couldn't really accumulate this much, and he couldn't spend it freely.
Next, Jiang Feng went to several stalls, looking for Body Techniques or Cultivation and Martial Arts.
Turning through two stunning Martial Arts Secret Manuals successively, but unfortunately, their prices were over a thousand taels, leaving only a fleeting glimpse, unable to delve into them thoroughly.
In contrast.
He found the one-eyed old man's Three-legged Body Technique most suited to him.
However, he wasn't in a hurry, wanting to keep the old man in suspense to see if there was any room to maneuver.
At this point, Jiang Feng arrived at a weapon shop.
Inside were all kinds of weapons, knives, guns, sticks, swords, halberds, and more, all eighteen types were there.
Naturally, there was no lack of the crossbow Jiang Feng desired most.
Jiang Feng observed for a while and picked up a heavy great bow hanging on the wall that weighed more than thirty pounds, pulling the bowstring, releasing it with a humming vibration.
This bow felt too heavy and clumsy.
Far inferior to Li Wei's bow.
"Hehe, warrior, you just need two hundred pounds of strength to pull this bow open, I see you can try this Overlord Bow,"
the Shopkeeper was a shrewd person.
He took down a large bow with beast leather wrapped around it from the wall.
Jiang Feng returned the previous bow to its place.
Then, he took the Overlord Bow handed over by the Shopkeeper.
He knew internally, those who could have a shop in the black market had complex backgrounds and identities.
Thus he didn't slack off.
The longbow felt light in his hands.
Jiang Feng sensed it weighed only three or four pounds.
He touched the material at the bow's ends, lacking any cold metallic texture, wasn't forged from metal at all.
"This bow's material is forged from iron blocks, lightweight, with strong flexibility, excellent elasticity, comparable to the divine arrow army's crossbows,"
the Shopkeeper introduced.
Jiang Feng nodded slightly.
Then he tried pulling the bowstring.
With Sixth Grade Realm strength, Jiang Feng easily pulled the Overlord Bow to full moon status, but noticing the change in the Shopkeeper's gaze, Jiang Feng didn't use full force, only pulling the Overlord Bow to six or seven tenths of its capacity.
"Warrior, don't hurry, the bow gets more comfortable as you use it, gradually you'll master it,"
the Shopkeeper smiled, internally feeling doubtful.
"What you say, if I hang this bow in the living room, it would add much face among friends and relatives."
Jiang Feng nodded in agreement.
"So, do you want this Overlord Bow?"
the Shopkeeper explored.
"I don't have much silver, need to see your price,"
Jiang Feng first returned the Overlord Bow to the Shopkeeper.
The Shopkeeper was a clever person, stroking his beard he said, "I've mentioned, the quality of this bow doesn't fall behind the divine arrow army's crossbows, based on market price outside, the divine arrow army's crossbows are worth around three hundred taels.
Of course, per black market rules, you know, it must be lower than outside, so this bow I offer for two hundred taels, delivering fifty arrows and a quiver to you."
Jiang Feng promptly shook his head saying, "To hang a bow worth two hundred taels on the wall for admiration, that's too lavish."
"Even if this bow can be pulled only six or seven tenths, just firing one arrow can threaten Eighth Grade, even Seventh Grade Realm Martial Artists,"
the Shopkeeper reminded.
"You're joking, I am honest and straightforward, dare not provoke trouble, let alone Seventh Grade Realm Martial Artists,"
Jiang Feng waved his hand.
"Hahaha, warrior, what price will you offer?"
the Shopkeeper laughed, for an honest person would hardly dare enter the black market.
Jiang Feng extended one finger.
"You'd better look at the previous bow!"
The Shopkeeper felt speechless.
Ultimately, after bargaining back and forth, Jiang Feng spent one hundred forty taels and bought the Overlord Bow, also collecting ten extra arrows from the Shopkeeper.
He carried the quiver, hid the Overlord Bow in a cloth bag.
Then he headed out of the black market.
Passing the one-eyed old man's stall, Jiang Feng didn't stop, the old man didn't acknowledge him either.
No one accommodated anyone.
"To afford an Overlord Bow, he's a fat sheep, can go to Fengyue Building to enjoy tonight."
Seeing Jiang Feng leave, the tall, thin man swiftly packed his stall, then with two figures who had been guarding the entrance, quickly chased in Jiang Feng's direction.
Some in the black market, seeing the actions of the tall, thin man and others, were all shaking their heads for Jiang Feng, a newcomer who dares spend over a hundred taels on an Overlord Bow during his first visit to the black market, isn't that courting death?
After all, not everyone is a Divine Archer, once enemies close in, losing the preemptive opportunity, a crossbow in hand is mere decoration.