I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 188

Oliver was dumbfounded. He wondered, “Could such a thing truly exist?”

In his mind, concepts like “Air-driving Skill” or a “fist guidebook” were bullshit. They were only found in novels and movies.

It was true that combat arts existed, but they were far from the mythical abilities depicted in literature and films. Anyway, skills utilized by professionals like Wayne and Simon in military close combat did exist.

However, fantastical abilities such as “scaling walls”, “crossing rivers with a reed”, or utilizing “internal energy” were purely fictional concepts.

Nevertheless, Oliver’s perspective had shifted since gaining his own extraordinary abilities and encountering the mystical Enchanting Hollow.

He now believed that if he could possess such miraculous powers, then what impossibilities could truly exist in this world?

He thought to himself, “This is just a fist guidebook, so it is nothing compared to the Immortality Energy, isn’t it?”

Thinking of this, Oliver calmed down and began to identify the guidebook. A second later, an identification message appeared in his mind.

[Style Fist Guidebook, authored in the fall of 1864 by a gentleman named Carl Allen, also known as Remex or Raymond Allen, the master of Style Fist. This was a genuine and handwritten manuscript penned by Raymond himself.]

[Craftsmanship: None.]

[Value assessment: The estimated worth as a historical artifact is approximately 200 thousand dollars; it’s worth 20 million dollars when it comes to its combat arts significance.]

What the hell?

Oliver was shocked.

He didn’t expect this battered manuscript possessed two extraordinary values: one as a historical artifact and the other as a treasure trove of combat arts knowledge.

He thought, ‘It’s worth a fortune, but it’s weird. Aren’t these people frauds?

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Why are these things genuine?

The first two may not be worth much, but at least they’re not fake!

casually, “You know, I’m not particularly attached to them. But since you brought them here, how much are you thinking?

the best timing. I recently sold some incredible items, and I’m left with only a few things that aren’t worth a fortune. Siffre mentioned you to me, and I genuinely wanted to meet you, and

he immediately grasped that these individuals had no idea about the true value of the fist

I’m in. You’re Ryan,

Ryan with a smile.

Oliver didn’t plan

but he looked at

that an outsider, however strong, should always respect the locals. Besides, these three

fear them.

see how his son

dollars for each item?

a neutral expression on the surface, but inside, he couldn’t help but think, “This guy has no clue about the true

most items, they were unfamiliar

a fist guidebook

worth, something only true combat

guidebook contained Raymond’s personal experiences and insights. And Raymond was the real deal, a renowned master of Style Fist. When it came to

his crew simply estimated the collectible value of those items. They priced each one at 2,000 dollars, a fair but

and Siffre both

friendships isn’t something I take lightly. I despise taking advantage of friends. How about this instead? I’ll offer you guys 20,000 dollars for these three items. Consider anything extra as my treat for

left Ryan and his gang

thought, ‘What’s going on?

Oliver a fool?

money than

years and were accustomed to tough negotiations. It was unheard of

Oliver wanna pay 20,000 dollars. Who would conduct business like this?

keep them here and ask the

curious to see what fate awaits these

a shame that we didn’t catch those

me last time.

satisfying.’ Ryan and his two companions stood there, their faces filled with

seriously, “Mr. Eastwood, did you make a mistake in your statement, or did I mishear you? Are you certain that

of 20,000

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