Chaotic Conceited God

Hearing that, Ming Yu turned around and saw a man in a dark blue tight suit looking over at him with disdain.    

This man's appearance was rather ordinary, but his figure was tall and straight. His entire body emitted a sharp aura, and his entire body was like an unsheathed, sharp blade that seemed to want to cut everything around him apart.    

In reality, this man's name was Cui Feng, and he was one of the most outstanding disciples in the Yunxi Empire's Steel Blade Sect. He was twenty-two years old this year, and had already reached the eighth level of the Mortality Transcending Stage, returning to its origin realm, possessing the strength of six thousand lions.    

Today, he received the permission of the Master to purchase a flying beast that suited him.    

Cui Feng's strength within Steel Blade Sect was already strong, and he was awe-inspiring. How could the mount he bought be weak? Thus, the flying beast he wanted to choose was definitely one of the ten fastest flying beasts.    

However, Cui Feng's expression changed when he saw the prices on the black notice board in front of the ten flying birds.    

Clearly, the average price of these birds had already far exceeded what he could bear.    

Just when Cui Feng was in a difficult situation, he discovered that the price of the Goshawk was thirty-six million. Amongst these ten flying birds, thirty-six million Black Jade were the lowest price, and this price was also the limit that he could bear.    

Thus, he started to carefully observe the Goshawk.    

He had sharp, crystal-yellow eyes, wide, thick gray wings, and a majestic, upright posture. He exuded a domineering, awe-inspiring aura.    

When he thought of riding such a flamboyant flying beast and how it would make all of his Junior Brothers and Sisters in the sect incomparably envious, he felt a sense of joy in his heart and a sense of refreshment in his spirit.    

It was also at this moment that Ming Yu's words entered Cui Feng's ears.    

What do you mean this bird, no? How dare you doubt my judgment!    

Cui Feng's anger immediately rose up as he looked at Ming Yu beside him with a mocking expression.    

The next moment, Ming Yu turned his head and looked him in the eye.    

"Are you talking about me?" Ming Yu frowned slightly.    

"Who else do you think I'm talking about?" Cui Feng's mouth curved into a sneer: "People like you can't even comment on things related to Bird Garden, do you understand?"    

"That's right, how good is the Goshawk, you actually said no, you don't know what's good for yourself."    

"How insightful is our Eldest Brother? Do you have the qualifications to question him?"    

Behind Cui Feng, a few youths and young girls cast unfriendly glances at Ming Yu. They were also disciples of the Steel Blade Sect and came here today to benefit from Cui Feng's good fortune to take a look at these gorgeous flying beasts.    

They also felt that the Goshawk was very magnanimous and tyrannical, and its performance was even a little higher than the other birds. Being able to put up a price of thirty-six million Black Jade was already an unexpected surprise.    

It could be said that the price to performance ratio of this Goshawk was extremely high.    

But who would have thought that Ming Yu would say such disgusting words. He simply did not know his place.    

"Hur hur."    

Ming Yu got scolded for no reason. Even the Clay Buddha was a bit angry. There was no need for Ming Yu to endure. He immediately said coldly: "You need to understand what I mean by my freedom. You have no right to interfere."    

"So you want me to humiliate my future mount? Can't I care about that?"    

Cui Feng walked forward step by step and stared at Ming Yu with anger in his eyes. The pressure belonging to the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator suppressed towards Ming Yu, "You must take responsibility for your foolish words just now. Apologize to me now."    

Originally, if Cui Feng's pressure was used on normal people, it might even cause them to tremble in their hearts, causing them to lose control of their pants from fright. If it was Cui Feng's pressure, it might have been used on normal people, it might even cause them to tremble in their hearts.    

Ming Yu's expression did not change at all, he only calmly replied, "I was not wrong at all."    

"How dare you, why are you speaking to us, Eldest Brother!"    

A teenager behind him glared with his tiger-like eyes. In the next moment, he was about to charge in front of Ming Yu and slap his mouth.    

However, Cui Feng raised his hand to stop the teenager behind him. He stared at Ming Yu and laughed in extreme anger. "Good, very good. Before I teach you a lesson, I'll tell you first. What the hell is wrong with you?"    

"Goshawk, a level nine Vicious Beast that grows in the desert. In terms of stamina, the desert is dry all year round, and Goshawk's need for water is extremely small. However, they can fly in the air for an entire ten days without eating.    

"In terms of speed, it is faster than the sky of the desert. It flies like lightning, and is the fastest level nine Vicious Beast in the desert!"    

"In terms of appearance, they are tall and straight, and their feathers are dense and meticulous. Their appearances are imposing and overbearing. They are clearly such a rare and powerful flying beast. You dare to say no?"    

While he was talking, Cui Feng kept watching Ming Yu's expression. He wanted to use these naked facts to let Ming Yu know that he was wrong, and ridiculously wrong at that!    

Unfortunately, Cui Feng didn't see any guilt or embarrassment on Ming Yu's face. Instead, he read the disdain and ridicule in Ming Yu's eyes.    

"First."    

Ming Yu raised his right index finger and said: "Everything you talked about just now, were all characteristics of Vicious Beast. There was no problem with it, but I analyzed this Goshawk.    

"The second thing I want to say is the Goshawk itself. Although on the surface, it looks like its eyes are filled with spirit, but upon closer inspection, one will realize that its eyes are a little erratic, and its body is also trembling slightly. This means that its emotions are unstable, and it might have just calmed down."    

"Thirdly, the left wing of this Goshawk has a feather that is similarly dense but somewhat messy at the same time. Although its color is also gray, there is still a hint of white within the gray, meaning that this part of the feather has newly grown."    

"It's precisely because of this that I've used my mind consciousness to examine this feather. After that, I discovered that there are slight cracks on the bones within the feather. This is all proof that not long ago, the Goshawk suffered an injury that injured its wingbone. "    

"Even if it is flying at high speed, this slight crack would not cause any cracks. However, once it enters the ultra-high speed flying state, the left wing of the Goshawk definitely will not be able to endure."    

Listening to Ming Yu's analysis, Cui Feng and the rest were stunned. They did not expect Ming Yu to be able to analyze so many things. Furthermore, it was very logical and they could not raise their doubts at the first possible moment.    

In the next moment, Cui Feng used the Spiritual Strength s to investigate the top left wing of the Goshawk. They discovered that the color of the Goshawk's wings was different, but they didn't detect any cracks on the bones in the Goshawk's wings at all.    

It was not that the bone crack did not exist, but rather, with his Spiritual Strength, it was impossible to detect the extremely minute crack.    

"Hehe, where did the crack come from? I'll ask the beast tamer in a moment and you'll find out your lie!"    

Cui Feng's gaze was fierce, his left index finger pointed onto Ming Yu's right shoulder, his tone filled with disdain: "In the end, you can't afford the Goshawk, you're just jealous of me, that's why you said such a bunch of nonsense, but let me tell you, your level is that low, you can never compare to me, you poor bastard."    

"I warn you, take your dirty hands away."    

Unknowingly, Ming Yu's expression had turned completely cold.    

"You still dare to be arrogant!" Having said so much, how could Cui Feng think that Ming Yu would dare to talk back to him?    

Cui Feng was completely enraged. His left hand suddenly climbed up Ming Yu's chest. Just as he was about to grab Ming Yu's shirt, he suddenly lifted Ming Yu up!    

However, at this moment, Ming Yu's left hand shot out like lightning and firmly grabbed Cui Feng's left wrist. Cui Feng wanted to use all his strength to reach forward with his left hand, but he found that he was unable to do so. The next moment, he wanted to withdraw his left hand, but he realized that he was still unable to do so.    

He felt that Ming Yu was like a standing steel statue, and his left arm was stuck in the arm of the statue!    

What made Cui Feng even more terrified was that Ming Yu's left hand was hurting his left wrist, while Ming Yu's strength was still increasing, causing Cui Feng to feel a wave of pain. In just two seconds, Ming Yu's strength had increased again, making Cui Feng ache, almost instinctively wanting to cry out in pain.    

However, Cui Feng's face turned red from holding it in so much that his face turned red. He didn't even make a sound because behind him was his Junior Brother and Sister. How could he possibly lose face like this!    

Right now, he only wanted to quickly pull his left wrist out of the shackles on Ming Yu's left hand. However, he felt Ming Yu's strength was still increasing. That kind of pain had already reached the extreme, Cui Feng felt as if the bones on his wrist were about to break.    

No no no...    

"Crunch."    

"En!"    

Cui Feng clenched his teeth and stared with his eyes wide open. The pain he felt when he broke the bone made him groan uncontrollably!    

At this moment, Ming Yu let go of Cui Feng with a playful look on his face.    

"Eldest Brother, what's wrong?" A few of the junior brothers and sisters behind him rushed forward and asked in concern.    

"I'm fine …" However, for now, I do not want to bother with him, so I might as well buy the Goshawk first. " Cui Feng hung his left hand by his side. Even though he was in excruciating pain, he was still calm and collected.    

"But Eldest Brother, why are you sweating so much?" The female disciple with Steel Blade Sect asked.    

Cui Feng smiled and shook his head. He used his right hand to wipe away the sweat on his forehead and said, "It's just that the weather is too hot. "Hehe."    

The female disciple nodded as if she understood something.    

Another male disciple asked: "Then Eldest Brother, why is your left hand shaking?"    

"Am I shaking?"    

Cui Feng shrugged at the male disciple. He used all his strength to tighten the muscles in his left arm, causing his left hand to not tremble at all. Although he was in so much pain that his face had turned pale, he still forced himself to look stunned and speechless.    

"No …." "No."    

"That's right, why would I tremble?" Cui Feng shook his head speechlessly.    

Seeing that Cui Feng was alright, all of the Steel Blade Sect disciples did not speak anymore.    

However, Cui Feng was extremely gloomy at the moment!    

It was just that his Steel Blade Sect was always known for his sword skills. His physical strength was indeed not as strong as Ming Yu's, but as long as he used the steel knife, Ming Yu's body, no matter how strong it was, would be chopped into pieces by his steel knife!