Eight thousand gold coins, for a scroll of Xuan-level elementary fighting skills. The bidders on the field actually paid eight thousand gold coins! Eight thousand gold coins, this is already four times the starting price! Looking at the whole place, there was already a quiet atmosphere.
, Chen Yigong waved his blue robe and said with a laugh: "Eight thousand gold coins. The VIP in the VIP room No. 165 on the second floor bid eight thousand gold coins. Is there anyone else who bid higher than this?" In fact, Chen Yigong had previously bid 8,000 gold coins.
The estimate of 10,000 gold coins was a bit exaggerated. He obviously said this because he wanted to arouse the fighting spirit of the audience. Now that the bid was as high as 8,000 gold coins, he was quite satisfied. Despite this, he still followed the rules and said this to the audience.
The inquiry was just to fulfill his obligation.
The field was still silent, as if no one would bid again. Chen Yigong obviously saw this, and narrowed his eyes slightly and continued: "Is there no more? Xuan-level primary fighting skill 'Thousand Hanging Blades' fighting skill scroll, eight thousand
Gold coins, once!”
There was total silence on the field.
"Xuan level primary fighting skill 'Thousand Hanging Blades' fighting skill scroll, eight thousand gold coins, the second time!"
Although there was a slight commotion in the audience, there was no new bid. Just when Chen Yigong was about to call out the final bid, a slightly immature boy's voice suddenly opened his bid: "Eight thousand five hundred gold coins!"
Eight thousand five hundred gold coins, the price was directly increased by 500 gold coins as soon as the bid was made! Everyone looked along the immature boy's voice, and immediately saw the bald kid in green clothes again. Just like Goudian's intuition, at this moment
That bald kid bids again!
Holding a cinnamon branch in his mouth and shaking it in boredom, the bald kid stared at Chen Yigong on the display stand and said: "What's wrong, eight thousand five hundred gold coins! Why don't you repeat it! Repeat it, I strongly urge you to repeat it,
That sentence sounds very cool!" As soon as the kid's childish voice sounded, the whole audience burst into laughter, as if everyone had forgotten that this little guy shouted out the high price of 8,500 gold coins without even frowning.
Chen Yigong gently wiped a handful of sweat from his head, looking a little embarrassed. He didn't know if this little devil really had 8,500 gold coins, but Chen Yigong had to repeat the little devil's offer because he was a
The master of ceremonies, not a judge! Chen Yigong raised his long yellow hair, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "No. 301 on the first floor bids 8,500 gold coins. Is there anyone else who bids more than 8,500 gold coins?"
gold?"
The whole place was silent.
Chen Yigong smiled bitterly, and could only bite the bullet and said: "Xuan-level elementary fighting skill 'Thousand Hanging Blades' fighting skill scroll, eight thousand five hundred gold coins, one time!"
No one responded.
"Xuan level primary fighting skill 'Thousand Hanging Blades' fighting skill scroll, 8,500 gold coins, the second time!"
The breathing of the whole audience was a little disordered. At this moment, everyone in the audience was guessing who this kid was. They even doubted whether this kid could pay enough gold coins, otherwise this big joke would be enough to laugh about in Guangfa City for a long time.
Seeing the joking attitude of everyone in the audience, Chen Yigong's bitter look became even stronger, and finally he could only bite the bullet and said: "Xuan-level primary fighting skill 'Thousand Hanging Blades' fighting skill scroll, 8,500 gold coins, three times! Deal!"
Congratulations, congratulations to Guest No. 301 on the first floor. You bought this Xuan-level primary fighting skill 'Thousand Hanging Blades' fighting skill scroll at a high price of 8,500 gold coins! Someone will be there to deliver it later.
The gold coins are handed over in one hand and delivered in the other hand. If you cannot pay the full amount, the consequences will be serious. Please pay attention to this!" With these words, this is obviously the limit of what Chen Yigong can do as a master of ceremonies.
With a casual wave of his right hand, he signaled a scantily clad girl to send the box containing the scroll of the Xuan-level primary fighting skill "Thousand Hanging Blades" to No. 301 on the first floor. Chen Yigong gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He finally announced to the audience: "Everyone, the Guangfa City auction has ended. I am very happy that everyone can come here to participate in this auction. The door is about to open now. Please leave in an orderly manner. Thank you!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard some noisy "booming" sounds coming from the entrance. This must be the sound of the door opening. Despite this, the audience at the venue were not in a hurry to leave. They were all here.
After waiting for such a long time, they didn’t care to wait a little longer, because they all wanted to know whether the little bald man in green clothes really had enough gold coins to pay off the Xuan level primary fighting skill scroll. Eight thousand five hundred
The gold coin is definitely not a small amount, and everyone on the field wants to see the little devil's embarrassment when he can't take out the gold coin. Taking pleasure in others' misfortune is a weird mentality born by human beings.
In the VIP room No. 365 on the second floor, Gou Dian stared at the little bald man in green clothes biting a cinnamon branch, and couldn't help but smile a little. Although he believed that the little bald man could pay eight
One thousand and five hundred gold coins, even so, this does not mean that Gou Dian does not want to watch that classic scene, because no matter whether the little bald head can pay off the eight thousand five hundred gold coins, it will become a classic. Peng Fei and Peng Tiangong's confrontation with the little bald head
They were also very interested, so they were in no hurry to leave the auction venue, just to witness the classic scene of the little bald head.
It didn't take long for the scantily clad girl to take the box containing the Xuan-level elementary fighting skills scroll and walk to seat No. 301 on the first floor. At this time, the little devil was biting a cinnamon branch and was stunned.
Looking at the exposed slit of the scantily clad girl, it looked like she was looking at something weird, which made the scantily clad girl very embarrassed.
Coughing twice, the scantily clad girl stared at the bald kid, and said in a sweet girlish voice: "The guest in seat 301, the Xuanjie junior fight you took.
The skill scroll has been delivered."
"Well, put it down." The bald kid shook the cinnamon branch in his mouth like a 258, and then "vomited" the cinnamon branch out of his mouth and flew straight into the scantily clad girl.
In the ditch, there is a rare "hidden weapon master"!? The scantily clad girl was obviously shocked by the bald kid's move. It would not be wrong to take out the cinnamon branch sandwiched in the ditch.
He didn't take it out, his expression was full of embarrassment, which made the bald kid look even more proud, and he didn't know what the kid was up to.
Stretching his hands forward, the little ghost grinned and said, "Bring it here."
"What are you getting?" The scantily clad girl was stunned, and her expression was even more embarrassing. At this moment, the scantily clad girl really didn't know whether the little ghost head wanted her to put the Xuan level primary fighting skills scroll into the little ghost head's hand or not.
The cinnamon branch stuck in the ditch was returned to the little ghost head, which made everyone waiting to watch the show burst into laughter.
"Interesting, this kid is so damn funny!" At this time, perhaps this was the only comment on the kid that most truly reflected the mentality of the audience.
As if he didn't hear the frolicking of the people on the field, the bald kid pointed his finger at the scantily clad girl's groin, and his childish voice said again: "That, bring it!" With this finger, it was obvious that what the kid wanted to take back was the scantily clad girl's groin.
The girl licked the cinnamon branches in the ditch.
The scantily clad girl's face was slightly red and she was about to take the cinnamon branch out of her underwear. At this moment, she saw the little bald man very nimble and jumped in front of the scantily clad girl. He grabbed the scantily clad girl with his little hand.
Above the left*, the purpose is not to retrieve the cinnamon branches but to attack the scantily clad girl!
Little *bug, this bald kid turned out to be a real little *bug!? As Zuo was caught, the scantily clad girl screamed "Ah" and then the small box containing the fighting skill scroll instantly left the girl's hands.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the bald kid instantly caught the small box that fell, and ran away without even paying for the gold coins! The scantily clad girl was obviously a little unprepared and stood there to cover herself up. She was stunned for several seconds.
When she realized what she was doing, she yelled at someone to stop the little kid because he took something but didn't pay for it!
This scene was so unexpected that most people at the venue did not react. However, this did not mean that the bald kid could escape from the auction venue. The auction master Chen Yigong was the first to react, with golden figures behind him.
The golden owl instantly floated behind him, and an astonishing aura immediately emitted from Chen Yigong's body.
With a vigorous kick of his feet, Chen Yigong, the fourth-grade golden soul commander, used all his strength to pursue the bald kid who was running away. At this moment, he had even made up his mind to beat the bald kid to paralysis on the spot. He didn't look like a human or a ghost.
He also wanted to recover the Xuan-level primary fighting skills scroll. At this time, Chen Yigong had this level of awareness. However, he found that the little devil's escape speed was much faster than expected.
He was so dignified that a fourth-level soul commander couldn't catch up, which made him instantly angry. However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered that there was a strong dwarf in the Troll Demon Continent who was famous for his speed in running away.
Legend has it that the dwarf strong man looked like a childish kid, but his actual age was over thirty years old and he was a habitual thief. Compared with the extraordinary speed of the little bald man in front of him, Chen Yigong suddenly realized
It turns out that this little bald man is the legendary dwarf thief!