Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"A fortune teller? Never heard of him!"

Faced with Yan Wu's self-introduction, Lu Feng scoffed, "If you know what's good for you, you'd better back down quickly, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

bass!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Feng reached behind him for the Bloodthirsty Spear. Its crimson blade, like a pair of sharp eagle eyes, was aimed directly at Zhang San's face, radiating a chilling aura.

Putting aside the fact that the other party was boasting loudly, his appearance alone didn't make him look like a good person. Moreover, as the old saying goes, "Those who offer unsolicited favors are either treacherous or thieves!"

He and Yan Wu were complete strangers, yet the other party took the initiative to get close to him, so Lu Feng was naturally on high alert!

"Hehe, it's good that young people are wary. However, I have no ill intentions. I just want to give you a great opportunity."

Seeing that Lu Feng didn't trust him and instead brandished a weapon to threaten him, Yan Wu still smiled and replied, seemingly unconcerned, "Young brother, what do you think?"

"Are you going to bestow upon me such a great fortune right off the bat?"

"This old bastard's trying to scam me without even trying a decent method. This is ridiculous! There's no such thing as a free lunch. He's treating me like a three-year-old!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng felt a hint of suspicion. Then, his gaze returned to the tattered bag behind Yan Wu, and he suddenly realized, "Is that so? But you don't look like a fortune teller traveling the world. You look more like a swindler."

"No way, you figured that out!"

"I thought the disguise was flawless, what a pity, what a pity!"

As if his thoughts had been seen through, Yan Wu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. However, his expression was extremely exaggerated, and his mouth was wide open in an "O" shape, like an actor deliberately making a fool of himself on stage.

"Stop talking nonsense, get lost if you don't want to die!"

Faced with Yan Wu's exaggerated "performance" that seemed like a provocation, Lu Feng was also filled with rage. He immediately swept his Bloodthirsty Spear outward and thrust it fiercely into the lower body of the man.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The bloodthirsty spearhead ripped through the air, creating a piercing whistling sound. Its attack was so fast that ordinary martial artists below the Qi Opening Realm could hardly defend against it, and anyone who touched it would surely die!

boom!

With a deafening roar like the earth splitting open, the scene of instant death that Lu Feng had imagined did not materialize. Yan Wu, on the other hand, simply dodged to the side, easily avoiding Lu Feng's attack. At this moment, he was muttering to himself, "Oops! That was close...!"

"I almost died again...! I didn't expect you, little brother, to be so ruthless and merciless, targeting my vitals with every move. How insidious!"

"This guy...!"

Seeing Yan Wu effortlessly dodge the bloodthirsty spearhead as if he had anticipated it, Lu Feng frowned and his face suddenly became serious.

"Who exactly are you?!"

The opponent clearly had no trace of Yuan energy or soul power; he was just an ordinary mortal. Yet, he could easily see through every attack he made, like a diviner who could predict the future. It was truly bizarre!

Moreover, although Lu Feng did not use his full strength in that shot, he did not hold back at all. Any ordinary martial artist below the Qi Opening Realm would have almost no chance of blocking it, let alone anticipating it!

It is clear from this that Yan Wu, who is standing before us, is not of simple origin!

"My background is a trivial matter, why should you care so much, young brother? Let's change the subject."

Faced with Lu Feng's questioning and probing, Yan Wu shook his head, then feigned regret, saying, "I've recently acquired quite a few treasures and am planning to sell them in the underground black market of Black Rock City. Among them are some rare and unusual items. If you're interested, young brother, I can reluctantly part with them and even give you a 50% discount!"

"A rare and unusual item?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng was taken aback for a moment, then said coldly, "Does Your Excellency think you can fool me with just a few words?"

Not to mention that he had been involved in the underworld since he was eight years old, and had spent many years struggling in the lower rungs of society, having seen all sorts of people, the words of a mere unscrupulous merchant could not possibly deceive Lu Feng.

"Young man, believe it or not, you'll see for yourself. I guarantee it's absolutely worth more than its price!"

After saying this, Yan Wu's body trembled, and he immediately took off the tattered cloth bag behind him and scattered it on the spot.

Splash...!

A large amount of debris poured out, piling up around the area like a small hill. Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, and the next moment he couldn't help but curse on the spot, "Dude, are you collecting junk?!"

The miscellaneous items were of various kinds and of different quality. Most of them were worthless old antiques, sacrificial utensils, scrap metal, and even women's undergarments and bibs. There was no priceless treasure that Yan Wu had mentioned. It was a junk warehouse!

"This is the rare and unusual item you've been talking about?"

Lu Feng suppressed his anger and looked at Yan Wu opposite him with burning eyes. If looks could kill, the latter would have died a hundred times over!

Not to mention that everything Yan Wu had was a pile of junk, he didn't even have many of the most worthless first-grade spiritual treasures. As for cultivation techniques, martial arts, pills, and talismans, he didn't even have a trace of them. They were completely useless to martial artists!

Although Lu Feng still didn't know Yan Wu's background or what his purpose was, there was one thing he was certain of: Yan Wu was definitely playing a trick on him on purpose!