"By the way, my name is Fang Ze. I wonder what your name is, brother?" the man opposite said to Wang Yi.
"My name is Wang Yi." Wang Yi said coldly.
"Why don't we go to the auction house now?" Fang Ze urged.
At this time, Wang Yi turned around and took a serious look at Fang Ze. At first glance, Fang Ze had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a sinister look on his face. He looked like a sinister and cunning person. Wang Yi also sneered in his heart.
"Okay!" Wang Yi responded with a smile.
At this time, a drizzle began to fall in the sky. This drizzle, like thousands of silver threads, fell from the sky and evenly sprinkled on the ground of Yaojin City.
The drizzle fell on him and gave him a cool feeling. Wang Yi looked up and saw billowing black clouds coming towards him. At this time, he decisively bought an umbrella and then used it for his own convenience.
We went to the auction house together.
In the south-central part of Yaojin City, a towering Zhuge brothel is located there. It can be said that Qiongtai Yuyu is magnificent. This building has three floors in total. There are one exits in the southeast, northwest and northwest of the building. Among these four
A huge plaque hangs above the exit, with five deep and powerful golden characters carved on it - Yaojin Auction House.
There were crowds of people around the building, including weirdos in strange costumes, rich and powerful people, and most of them young heroes like Wang Yi.
Wang Yi and Fang Ze walked in side by side.
"Who are you two?" A guard blocked the way of Wang Yi and Fang Ze. When he saw Fang Ze, he slightly frowned and glanced at Wang Yi subconsciously.
"Disciple of the sect." Fang Ze spoke quickly and smiled at the guard.
The guard sneered, looked at Wang Yi and said with a smile, "Enter the first floor."
Wang Yi saw that Fang Ze knew the guard, so he didn't pay much attention and strode inside.
"It seems that this boy from the third level of the Soul Gathering Realm will not live long for long??? Sigh." The guard looked at Wang Yi's leaving back and said to himself.
The room is very large. There are many gold and jewels inlaid around the walls, and they work together to create beautiful patterns. In the eyes of the common people, any one of them would be a treasure, but it is just for the sake of being placed here.
Showing a sense of grandeur and luxury.
There is a platform in the middle of the room, more than ten centimeters above the original ground. This platform is where the auctioneer stands. There is also a red gold-inlaid table on the platform. The tabletop is in an irregular shape.
, there are grooves and clips on it, which are used for placing auction items.
Surrounding the platform are rows of seats, which are wrapped in animal skins and feel soft and warm. Between every two chairs there is a rosewood wood inlaid with gold table, on which are placed some fruits and
Tea was served to those attending the auction.
"Fang Ze, is there also an auction going on upstairs?" Wang Yi looked at the westmost staircase in the house and asked.
"We can't go in upstairs. The auctions here are divided into three types according to status and wealth. The first floor is for people like us, and the second floor is for famous families or wealthy people.
There are thousands of people, and the last level is for some powerful and unpredictable old monsters. Brother Wang, sit down quickly, it’s time to start." Fang Ze responded.
At this time, a loud and steady voice sounded, "Hello everyone, I am the auctioneer on the first floor today. I believe everyone knows the rules of this auction. I repeat again that fighting is not allowed on the site, otherwise you will have to accept it.
The punishment of Yaojincheng.
I won’t be wordy anymore, today’s auction officially begins!” A pot-bellied man stood on the middle platform and shouted. When he spoke, he always exuded a terrifying coercion, permeating the hall.
Everyone felt stunned. He was warning everyone to abide by the rules of the auction.
The scene suddenly became quiet. Every seat was filled with people, and their eyes were filled with enthusiasm. Wang Yi picked up a crystal clear grape and put it in his mouth to chew.
"Well, it tastes good!" Wang Yi was sitting on a chair, drinking tea and eating fruit very leisurely.
"Brother Wang, I don't know how many spiritual stones you have brought. You must know that the competition is quite fierce." Fang Ze said calmly without any expression on his face.
"A few hundred yuan, isn't it enough?" Wang Yi was a little wary of Fang Ze, but his face was as calm as water, without any waves.
"Just a few hundred yuan is definitely not enough. If it is something that Brother Wang values and I don't have enough spiritual stones, I can lend you some and pay it back when you have the money. I just don't know what sect Brother Wang is from?" Fang Ze still smiled.
He looked at Wang Yi and asked.
Wang Yi could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Fang Ze. He asked himself this question with only one purpose, which was to find out his own details. Wang Yi smiled when he thought of this, pretended not to hear, and continued to look at the platform in the middle.
"The first auction item is now up for auction. This is a boxing secret book called Huanwuquan.
After you master this boxing technique, you will produce phantoms when you punch. The longer you practice, the more phantoms you will see. It can confuse the enemy during the battle. What does this mean to you? I won’t say it because this is the first one.
items, so the starting price is two hundred spirit stones." The auctioneer placed the secret book on the table on the platform.
After hearing the old man's introduction, the people below immediately became excited, especially those who had not joined the sect. Their eyes were red at this moment. This secret book was exactly what they needed most.
"I must buy this secret book. The more phantoms there are, the harder it will be for the enemy to guess. This will increase the chance of survival."
"Yes, you are right. It depends on how many spiritual stones you bring. I have decided on this secret book."
???
The scene suddenly became lively, and someone couldn't help but start quoting "Two hundred and fifty spiritual stones!"
As the first person quoted the price, the scene suddenly became excited.
"Three hundred spiritual stones!"
"Four hundred spiritual stones!"
"Four hundred and fifty spiritual stones!"
"***, I'll fight for it, six hundred spiritual stones!" A strong man excitedly slammed the table and shouted loudly.
"Hmph, you are not overestimating your abilities. I am a disciple of the Great Sword Sect, and I have seven hundred spiritual stones! Let's see who wants to increase the price." A young handsome man glanced at the strong man and said with disdain.
The strong man who offered six hundred yuan of spiritual stones glanced at the man who claimed to be a disciple of the Great Sword Sect, and stopped raising the price. Instead, he showed a lingering fear. He looked at the secret book on the platform and showed reluctance.
With an expression of reluctance, the secret book was finally bought by the disciple of the Great Sword Sect.
Wang Yi was watching others bid, and he was very excited. This was his first time participating in an auction. He saw that person using his sect to intimidate others to achieve his goal, and he smiled knowingly. It was a pity.
I have too few spiritual stones, so I can't buy anything good at all, so I'm a little disappointed.
