And Sanjiang ticket!
"Don't be surprised, the fifth auction item is indeed a prefecture-level low-level martial arts cheat book. The consignor is a martial artist in the Yuanyuan Realm. He is well-known in the northern part of Tianfeng Kingdom, but his name cannot be revealed naturally. , It violates the rules of the auction house. Not much nonsense, this earth-level low-level martial art is a leg-like martial art, called Shakong Baqi. Those who have achieved a small level of cultivation can stop the river with one leg. It can also be smashed with one kick, and it is said that when it reaches the extreme mirror, the air is no longer a resistance, and the speed of the kick will reach an unimaginable level, and the distance of a hundred meters can be reached in one step."
The old man in yellow didn't whet everyone's appetite, and said it in one breath.
boom!
The auction house was boiling.
The VIP in the private room, who had been indifferent all this time, was breathing faster.
The river is cut off, the mountain peak is kicked, and a distance of 100 meters can be reached in one step. It is rare to have the same of these three, let alone the combination of the three, the low-level martial arts of the earth level are really not comparable to the top-level martial arts of the human level. new levels.
Ye Chen didn't pay much attention to the first two, because Baquan can also do it, but the third one is astonishing. The distance of a hundred meters can be reached in one step, which is much more terrifying than sweeping a hundred meters. After all, sweeping If you want to do it, you need at least a few steps, it is impossible to do it in one step, not to mention that killing the empty leg is not just about speed.
"This legwork cheat book belongs to me." In the private room, Ou Yangming made up his mind. Although he already has a low-level low-level cheat book, it is a kung fu method. Both leg technique and knife technique are at the top level of the human level. Of course, It is one of the top stuff.
"The starting price is 100,000 taels of gold, and each increase should not be less than 10,000 taels. Start bidding!"
"Twelve thousand taels!"
"Thirteen thousand taels!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
"Eighteen thousand taels!"
The bids for cheat books have been rising all the way, leaving the warriors with no background or sect stunned.
Ouyang Ming sneered, held up the wooden sign, and shouted: "Two hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
"Who is in that private room, who added 70,000 taels of gold all at once, isn't his net worth too rich!" A martial artist asked curiously.
"Before I saw Ouyang Ming, the 'little god leg' of the Ziyang sect, enter this private room, it should be him!"
"No wonder, among the young generation of Tianfeng Kingdom, there are probably only a few people who can suppress Ouyang Ming in terms of wealth, such as Mr. Jade, Mr. Duanmu and Mr. Beixue."
"In this auction, there are disciples from sects who are as famous as Ouyang Ming. For example, the 'Northern Snow Sword' Lynch also came."
"Lin Qi, it is said that this person is expected to surpass Mr. Beixue and become the number one disciple of Beixue Villa."
"Impossible for the time being, no one will know in the future."
Just as everyone was discussing, another quotation sounded.
"Three hundred thousand taels!"
The voice was slightly thick, and it came from the second private room.
Ouyang Ming remained calm, "Three hundred and fifty thousand taels."
"Fourty thousand taels!"
"Four hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
The man followed closely, "500,000 taels!"
To be honest, Ye Chen was taken aback by the price, and thought to himself: The person following the price has a thick voice, and he should be a middle-aged person. If a middle-aged person can have half a million taels of gold, it must be a cultivation of the Yuanyuan Realm. With the exception of those who cultivated in the Realm Condensation Realm, except for the outstanding young generation of Tianfeng Country, very few people can quote the sky-high price of 500,000 taels of gold. And the other person is a young man competing with him for half of the sword, probably a core disciple of a certain big sect, and he must have heard his name, but he can't hear the sound.
"Six hundred thousand taels!" Ouyang Ming's voice became louder.
"Seven hundred thousand taels!"
"Eight hundred thousand taels!"
"Nine hundred thousand taels!"
The man refused to budge.
"Hey!" Ouyang Ming laughed, with a hint of ferocity on his face, which made Tang Manlou and Li Ling feel a little scared, knowing that the other party was angry, but the middle-aged man was obviously not a kind person, and he was probably a warrior in the Yuanyuan Realm, unless The elders of the Ziyang sect came here, otherwise they really couldn't do anything to him.
Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Ming roared, "1.2 million taels!"
Beside Ye Chen, Wu Zongming said sourly: "This sect disciple is really rich. Although he has never heard his voice, he is probably a figure in the three major ladders of the young generation of Tianfeng Kingdom. Compared with him, we are too rich. Poor, poor and shabby!"
"Do more tasks and accumulate for a few years, and you will have so much money."
"After a few years, people's wealth will not be more, forget it, improving the cultivation level is the last word, and the money will always come."
Ye Chen remained silent, thinking in his heart that the more wealth, the better. There will be a large auction in the future. I am afraid that one or two million taels of gold will not be enough. He seems to be a rich man with more than 10,000 low-grade spirit stones , I still feel a little distressed for him to exchange it for gold.
"1.3 million taels."
Prices continue to climb.
Ouyang Ming gritted his teeth and said, "One and a half million taels!"
"1.6 million taels."
The tone of the middle-aged man was consistent without any fluctuation.
"Damn it." Slapping the red sandalwood table with gold inlaid with one palm, Ouyang Ming's eyes were covered with red threads. If he didn't have to compete for that precious sword later, he wouldn't be angry about it. How can he compete with too much gold now? If he wins over Lynch, after all, the other party's wealth will not be inferior to his.
"One hundred and eighty thousand taels." Ouyang Ming decided to fight again, hoping that the other party would retreat in the face of difficulties, otherwise, when he entered the Baoyuan Realm in the future, he would definitely kill this person.
Came a flat tone, "Two million taels"
"If I don't kill this person in the future, I, Ouyang Ming, will never be willing." The veins on his forehead popped out, and Ouyang Ming let out a beast-like roar from his throat.
The old man in yellow doesn't care about these, what he cares about is the bidding price. According to the real value of this martial arts cheat book, it is only about five hundred thousand taels, and definitely not more than one hundred taels. Now it has doubled to two million taels Gold, how not to like it.
"Twice once for two million, ... two or three times for two million, deal!"
…
The climax is over, and the rest is a bit low-key.
The style of the Northwest Auction is different from other places. It is generally divided into three rounds. The first round is used to mobilize the atmosphere and arouse emotions. There are dozens of pieces, and the value of each piece varies from high to low. The low ones are no more than 20,000 taels, and the high ones are hundreds of thousands of taels.
In short, this is the moment that those unaffiliated warriors are waiting for, one by one bidding in full swing, vying for the items they fancy.
The third round has begun.
Different from the previous two rounds, the third round was full of treasures, and the starting price was basically above 50,000 taels of gold, and some of them were worth more than the Shakongbaquan cheat book.
"The sixty-eighth auction item, the low-grade treasured knife, the Likong knife!"
The real climax kicked off. In the private room, Lynch opened his eyes that had been closed all the time. His sharp eyes flashed randomly in the void, like illusory sword lights, which captured people's hearts.