"I can't use it, Huwa can!" As he said that, Ye Chen looked down again.
Compared with several mysterious works that were auctioned before, this Tiangang Stick Formation was obviously neglected. For a long time after Mr. Yangge said it, no one was seen bidding.
On the stage, Yangge Lao frowned slightly when he saw that no one was shouting the price below.
"The stick method is difficult to cultivate, and it is useless." Maybe someone picked up the tea cup and participated in the auction of the Tiangang stick array without interrupting.
"If it's the mystical art of swords, you can still consider it."
"This is a side door, no one should want it!"
Listening to the discussion below, Ye Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least there were fewer competitors.
"No one wants it?" Mr. Yang Ge looked around and finally couldn't help but ask.
Looking below, the tea-drinkers and the flirt-girls flirted with each other. They treated Mr. Yangge’s question as if they had farted. The meaning was obvious. They didn’t want this stick method.
Seeing this, although Mr. Yangge had been mentally prepared, he still felt doubly embarrassed.
"Since no one wants it, then this stick method has been rejected. We..."
"I want it, I want it." Before Yangge Lao could finish his words, Ye Chen hurriedly raised the sign, "Senior, I want thirty-one thousand spiritual stones. I want this Tiangang Stick Formation."
Huh
Ye Chen's voice attracted the attention of some people, secretly saying that the people who came to participate in the auction really practiced the mysterious method of the stick.
Not to mention, after Ye Chen made the bid, no one at the scene raised a sign to bid.
Seeing this, Mr. Yang Ge secretly rubbed his eyebrows, then raised his arm holding the hammer, about to strike.
However, before he could land, an inappropriate voice came from the private room of the Zhengyang Sect on the second floor, "Forty thousand, I, the Zhengyang Sect, will take it."
In the corner, listening to Wu Changqing's condescending words, Ye Chen glanced coldly at the private room on the second floor, "Wu Changqing, it's you again. You didn't want it when no one was taking pictures before. Now that I'm taking pictures, you run out to grab it again. "
"Forty thousand, will anyone increase the price? If no one increases..."
"One hundred thousand." Before Yangge Lao could finish his words, Ye Chen in the corner interrupted him again, and mentioned the price to one hundred thousand spirit stones in one breath.
"Is someone robbing Wu Changqing again?" There was a sudden voice below.
"It can't be the boy from yesterday!"
"I don't see it. Yesterday, the man was wearing a mask with a ghost head. Today, this one is wearing a mask with a wolf head."
Looking at the private room on the second floor, Wu Changqing's face darkened again.
Yesterday, he maintained the power of the Zhengyang Sect and playfully bid for the iron rod, but he never thought that he would be suppressed by someone with half a million yuan, and his face and the face of the Zhengyang Sect would be completely embarrassed by him.
Today, someone was robbing him again, which made him furious. Although he wanted the gang formation to be useless, he could not tolerate others violating his majesty.
"One hundred and fifty thousand." With this thought in his mind, Wu Changqing couldn't help but snap.
"Two hundred thousand." As soon as his voice fell, Ye Chen stood up in the corner.
"Boy, you can't do that!" Xiong Er tugged at the corner of Ye Chen's clothes and covered his crotch with his other hand. He could tell that Ye Chen was going to borrow his soul from him again. Stone.
"Three hundred thousand spirit stones are ready." Ye Chen glanced at Xiong Er.
"Damn it, I haven't warmed you up yet?" Xiong Er grinned.
"Boy, do you know who you are robbing something from?" Wu Changqing's voice was cold in the private room on the second floor.
"Fair bidding, the one with the highest price will get it. Seniors are trying to use their power to overwhelm others." Ye Chen's words were neither humble nor overbearing, but the corner of his mouth was tightly sneered.
He has worked hard to have another big fight with Wu Changqing. Even if he spends all his money, he still wants to take pictures of the gang stick formation that day for Hu Wa.
Naturally, this is just one of them.
At this moment, Ye Chen's mind was still disturbed by what happened that day when he was driven down the mountain. It was his eternal pain. He couldn't stand Wu Changqing's aloof attitude even more. All of this was driving him to do something crazy. matter.
"What a fair bidding." Wu Changqing's cold laughter came from the private room on the second floor.
"My Zhengyang Sect has given us 250,000 yuan."
"Five million." As soon as Wu Changqing finished speaking, Ye Chen raised the sign.
puff!
puff!
puff!
Suddenly, the Hidden Dragon Pavilion was filled with the sound of spitting out tea. Ye Chen raised the price by 250,000 yuan in one breath, almost choking them half to death.
"What the hell is going on?" In the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, it seemed like a pot was exploding.
"Is the Mysterious Technique of the Stick so precious?"
"That boy is so brave! He dares to steal things from Zhengyang Sect."
"Half a million spiritual stones, this is going to go to heaven! Yesterday it was a broken iron whip, today it is a broken stick method, how come the things that least people pay attention to will be sold for sky-high prices, what is wrong with this world. "
There was a huge crowd, and Ye Chen in the corner became the most noticed person in the room.
In the private room on the second floor, people opened the bead curtain one after another and looked down. The elders of the major families, Feng Wuhen of Qingyun Sect, Hengyue Sect, and the three spiritual void realm powerhouses of Bloodthirsty Palace all cast surprised glances. look.
Compared with these people, Wu Changqing's expression has changed from gloomy to sinister, and from sinister to ferocious.
Yesterday I was disgraced, but today's scene is so similar to yesterday's.
Again, if you can't take a picture of that stick technique, it will not only bring shame to him, but also to the face of the entire Zhengyang Sect.
"It's clear that the stick technique is useless, but he still comes out to show off. Look, he's pretending to do a split!" Someone below made a sarcastic sound.
Looking carefully, it turned out to be the old man Zhuge who sold Ye Chen Xuantie and Xuangang yesterday. His words were not shy at all. At first glance, he was a man of advanced cultivation and not afraid of the power of Zhengyang Sect.
As soon as he said these words, Wu Changqing's old face became hot.
boom!
He smashed the table and chair next to him with one palm, and just as he was about to bid, he was stopped by Hua Yun and Ji Ningshuang behind him.
"Elder, our target is Kongming Dan."
"Elders, please think twice and don't waste too many spiritual stones on this useless stick technique."
Hua Yun and Ji Ningshuang's words made Wu Changqing wake up from a dream. He was so angry that he gradually regained consciousness.
Even so, Wu Changqing's hands still clenched in his sleeves, and a cold murderous intent raged in his mouth. If it weren't for private fighting being explicitly prohibited here, he would have rushed down and killed Ye Feng.
"Check, check for me!" Wu Changqing took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. "I want to see who is so bold. I want to make his life worse than death, and his life worse than death."
A thrilling bidding has come to an end.
Mr. Yangge on the stage could not help but sigh.
What the hell is this world like
Yesterday it was the broken iron whip, and today it was the broken stick technique. However, these two things that Tianxuan Sect disliked the most were sold for a sky-high price of half a million yuan. Even he, an elder of Tianxuan Sect, did not expect that. Not within reach.
With the final say, Ye Chen got his wish and photographed the Tiangang Stick Formation.
"Okay, we've lost all our money again." Xiong Er shrugged his big fat head and simply put it on the table, "It seems that I can't do it without asking the second uncle for some money. What a surprise!"
"Three hundred thousand, I will pay it back to you with interest in the future." Ye Chen patted Xiong Er on the shoulder.
Hearing this, Xiong Er's eyes lit up, and then he took out a pen and paper from his crotch, wrote a series of big characters in a flash, wiped his nose, and then handed it to Ye Chen, "I'm afraid you'll default, come on, Sign it!"
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