But today, a tall, brawny man with a large upper body came strolling into the trading center. His whole body was wrapped with thick muscles and he had a rugged appearance. He was simply an intimidating man. He carried a four foot long sword on his back, and walked proudly like a tiger that was looking for trouble.
The person had cold eyes. His body was crisscrossed with scars; he was a man who had experienced countless life or death experiences. This man was a true killer; those little boys who trained at the Martial Houses simply could not compare with his presence.
Seeing this person, the fat appraiser shrank. This man was at the fifth level of body transformation! A powerhouse at the peak of bone forging!
This person was only a step away from the pulse condensation period. But this one step had too many people who were unable to cross over in their entire lives.
“What does the customer wish to buy?” The fat appraiser stood up and greeted.
The man did not say a single word and just looked around, so tactfully the appraiser also remained silent.