Chapter 182: Royal capital, the king is back
"His Royal Highness, what do you think?"
Deacon Ren asked expectantly.
This tyrant fist, to Wanbao Pavilion, is like a tasteless one.
Food is tasteless, but it is a pity to lose it.
Each of the ancient martial arts can be described as extremely precious, but because it consumes resources, it is difficult to achieve.
This tyrant fist can only be reduced to an ornamental object in the Wanbao Pavilion.
If Qin Yi could buy it, it would be a good thing.
"Yes, this king is going to have this tyrant.
I don't know, what is the price of this Baquan? "
Qin Yi's eyes flashed and said immediately.
For Wanbaoge, this tyrant fist is no different from waste.
But for Qin Yi, it is exceptionally suitable, or just like a fit.
Cultivating the tyrant boxing requires great vigor to exert its terrifying power.
Qin Yi possesses the power of Ten Jiao, which is comparable to the master's physical training, and it is enough to fulfill the requirements of practicing tyrant fist.
"His Royal Highness, you only need to pay five thousand lower-grade spirit stones."
Deacon Ren thought for a while, and said with some embarrassment.
He also knew that this Tyrant Boxing, sold to Qin Yi, was originally earned by Wanbao Pavilion.
Although Tyrant Boxing is precious, it is not very useful to Wanbao Pavilion, so the price is not too high.
Of course, Deacon Ren also had the idea of befriending Qin Yi.
According to his judgment, Qin Yi has a good chance to ascend the position of the king.
If Qin Yi ascends to the position of the king, he can add a more potential customer to Wanbao Pavilion.
Even if Qin Yi failed to ascend the throne of the king, Wanbao Pavilion had just lost a cheat book that was of little use.
"Then thank you Deacon Ren, this is a five-thousand lower-grade spirit stone."
Qin Yi smiled indifferently, without the kindness of refusing to serve as a deacon.
As he said, he waved his hand, and suddenly a hill-like low-grade spirit stone appeared on the ground.
Deacon Ren also smiled, stretched out his hand, the storage spirit ring brilliance flashed, and the five thousand lower-grade spirit stones were taken away by him.
"In that case, the king will leave first."
Qin Yi put the secret book on the table into the storage spirit ring, and immediately stood up and said.
Qin Yi was worried about the safety of his relatives in the royal capital, and he must rush back to the royal capital as soon as possible.
Therefore, it is inconvenient for Qin Yi to stay here too much.
After speaking, Qin Yi left Wanbao Pavilion and went out of the city with Bai Zai.
After meeting with Huo Qubing and others, they rushed to the capital without stopping!
Day and night!
Rush thousands of miles, just for the relatives in the royal capital!
Of course, Qin Yi didn't waste this time, staying in the carriage, studying the newly acquired Baquan.
Because, the will contained in that Ba boxing was already suppressed in Qin Yi's mind by the system.
Qin Yi looked at the secret book in his hand, and there was no obstacle.
Baquan is worthy of being an ancient martial arts, and its power should not be underestimated.
According to the current method of rank assessment, it can even be assessed as a high-level boxing technique.
This made Qin Yi sigh, no wonder the people of Wanbao Pavilion consume countless resources, and no one can practice it.
The difficulty of cultivation of the advanced techniques of land grades cannot be overcome by ordinary martial artists.
Fortunately, Qin Yi possessed extremely high savvy, but he could easily comprehend this tyrant fist.
Moreover, because the fearful will in his mind was suppressed by the system, Qin Yi could understand it at will.
For these two reasons, Qin Yi's understanding of Baquan has advanced by leaps and bounds.
Within a few days, he stepped into an extremely advanced state.
However, before Qin Yi continued to comprehend, the king's capital was already in sight!
After a few months, Qin Yi returned to the capital!
