Chapter 34 Oscar’s Sausage Monopoly 1/2

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"Teacher Zhao." Dai Mubai ran over and helped Zhao Wuji up.

"I'm fine, let me take a break." Zhao Wuji waved his hand, but his expression was lost. He was a might Spirit Saint; he used his Martial Spirit True Body and all his Spirit Abilities, yet he had still lost. What made this loss worse was firstly, Chen Feng was his 20 years or more junior and that Feng did not even use his Martial Spirit!

"So, teacher Zhao, have we passed?" Chen Feng asked, his Wind-Thunder Wings folded behind him and disappeared.

"Yeah, you all passed, I still don't know how a monster like you exists." Zhao Wuji complained.

"Brother Feng, you are so amazing, even a Spirit Saint was defeated by you." Xiao Wu ran to Chen Feng's side and said excitedly, it was almost as if she had defeated Zhao Wuji.

"It's only so so." Chen Feng smiled, while listening to Xiao Wu rambling on, he began to integrate the attribute light spheres on the ground that had burst from Zhao Wuji.

"Brother Feng, the staff in your hand doesn't seem to be simple, can you let me take a look at it?" Tang San saw Chen Feng's Spirit Origin Staff and immediately noticed it was special.

"Yes, but it's a bit heavy. Be careful." Chen Feng replied. He guessed that Tang San should have recognised the materials to make the Spirit Origin Staff and wanted to take a closer look.

Tang San was already mentally prepared, but when he took the Spirit Origin Staff from Chen Feng's outstretched hand, he immediately staggered and almost fell due to its weight.

"Brother Feng, I'm afraid this staff weighs 700-800 catties, right?" Tang San asked in shock.

"800 catties." Chen Feng smugly answered.

(A/N 800 Catty = 480 Kg OR 1058 Pounds)

"Brother Feng, you really are a monster. You could wave an 800 catty staff around as it was nothing!" Xiao Wu looked at Chen Feng in surprise.

"Oscar! Oscar! Come over here! You have customers!" Dai Mubai yelled, he also used his Spirt Power to amplify his voice so that it could be heard by Oscar no matter how far away he was, as long as he was within the confines of the Academy Village, he'd have definitely heard it and would come running.

"Where are my customers? Where?" Oscar's soft voice approached from far away, soon he appeared before everyone.

"Oscar, give teacher Zhao some sausages, he's injured." Dai Mubai hurriedly explained.

"One sausage for 5 Copper Coins, don't Forget to pay later." Oscar said with joy, and then immediately, fragrant sausages appeared after a unique chant:

"I Your Father, have a sausage!" Oscar yelled.

When Xiao Wu and the others heard this, they all ran and hid far away feeling very disgusted.

Zhao Wuji however, was used to this a long time ago, besides, Oscar's sausages were effective so he ignored the awkward chant and swallowed several sausages in one bite.

When Oscar saw Ning Rongrong, he was immediately fascinated by Ning Rongrong's beauty. "So pretty." He muttered.

"Oscar." Dai Mubai broke his trance embarrassedly.

"Lady, this sausage can speed up the recovery of injuries and Spirit Power, do you want one?" Oscar made a sausage and handed it to Ning Rongrong in a bid to attract her attention.

"I won't eat your sausage even if I will die!" Ning Rongrong said disgustedly, thinking of that disgusting chant, her stomach churned.

"Teacher Zhao, who on earth beat you like this?" Oscar asked suspiciously.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng. Having detected who dealt the beating from everyone's reactions, Oscar ran to Chen Feng's side, he curiously circled Chen Feng and then said: "Senior, you are so amazing, even Teacher Zhao was beaten like this by you. From now on, I will be your little brother, Oscar."

"Oscar, I think you don't have enough practical Battle experience. I will give you two practical lessons tomorrow." Zhao Wuji expressionlessly stated.

"Teacher Zhao, no!" Oscar bitterly cried.

"Brother Feng, what material is your staff made of?" Tang San studied the Spirit Origin Staff carefully, but still could not tell.

"It's made of a mixture of dozens of rare metals such as Profound Iron, Chilling Heart Iron Spirt and Essence, Deep Sea Silver Mother etc." Chen Feng explained. When the name of each rare metal left his mouth, Tang San's eyes would brighten more.

"Brother Feng, how come you have so many rare metals? The value of this staff is dozens its weight in gold. Besides, how did you even get so many different materials to fuse together? "Tang San questioned.

"Rare? Gold?" "Oscar looked at the Spirit Origin Staff with shining, greedy eyes.