"Don't be surprised. The fifth auction item is indeed a low-level earth-level martial arts secret book. The consignor is a Baoyuan realm warrior who is quite famous in the northern part of Tianfeng Kingdom, but naturally his name cannot be revealed.
, which is against the rules of the auction house. Without further ado, this earth-level low-level martial arts is a kicking martial skill, called the Sky-killing Kick. A person who has practiced it to a small degree can stop the flow of a river with one kick. A person who has mastered it can reach a hundred-meter mountain peak.
You can also kick it to pieces. It is said that when you reach the extreme mirror, the air is no longer a resistance, and the speed of your kicks will reach an incredible level. You can reach a distance of 100 meters in one step."
The old man in yellow didn't want to whet everyone's appetite and said it in one breath.
boom!
The auction house was abuzz.
The VIP in the private room, who had been indifferent until now, breathed faster.
The river stops flowing, the mountain peaks are kicked into pieces, and the distance of 100 meters can be reached in one step. It is already rare to have all three of them. Let alone the integration of the three, the low-level martial arts at the earth level cannot be compared to the top-level martial arts at the human level.
new level.
Ye Chen didn't pay much attention to the first two, because Ba Quan could also do it, but the third one was surprising. He could reach a distance of 100 meters in one step, which was much scarier than plundering 100 meters. After all, plundering
If so, it will take at least several steps, it is impossible to do it in one step, not to mention that killing the air lord's legs is not just about speed.
"This leg technique secret book belongs to me." In the private room, Ouyang Ming made up his mind. Although he already has a low-level and low-level secret book, it is a Kung Fu method. The kick technique and sword technique are all top-level human-level skills. Of course,
It is one of the top products.
"The starting price is 100,000 taels of gold, and each increase must not be less than 10,000 taels. Start bidding!"
"One hundred and twenty thousand taels!"
"One hundred and thirty thousand taels!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
"One hundred and eighty thousand taels!"
The bidding for the secret book has been rising all the way, leaving the warriors with no knowledge and sect dumbfounded.
Ouyang Ming sneered, raised the wooden sign, and shouted: "Two hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
"Who is in that private room? He has added 70,000 taels of gold in one go. He must be so rich!" A warrior asked curiously.
"I saw Ziyang Sect's 'Little God Legs' Ou Yangming enter this private room earlier, it must be him!"
"No wonder, among the younger generation of Tianfeng Kingdom, there are probably only a few people who can surpass Ouyang Ming in terms of wealth, such as Young Master Jade, Young Master Duanmu and Young Master Beixue."
"In this auction, there are some sect disciples who are as famous as Ouyang Ming. For example, 'Beixue Kuaishou' Lin Qi is also here."
"Lin Qi, it is said that this person is expected to surpass Mr. Beixue and become the number one disciple of Beixue Villa."
"It's impossible for the time being, and no one will know in the future."
Just as everyone was talking about it, another quotation sounded.
"Three hundred thousand taels!"
The voice was slightly thicker and came from the second private room.
Ouyang Ming said calmly, "Three hundred and fifty thousand taels."
"Four hundred thousand taels!"
"Four hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
The man followed closely, "Five hundred thousand taels!"
To be honest, Ye Chen was shocked by the price and thought to himself: The person following the price had a deep voice and should be middle-aged. If a middle-aged person can have five hundred thousand taels of gold, he must be at the Baoyuan realm. After all,
Except for the outstanding young people of the Tianfeng Kingdom, few people who have cultivated in the Ningzhen Realm can offer the sky-high price of five hundred thousand taels of gold. But the other person is a young man who competes with him for half of the sword, most likely someone
He is a core disciple of a large sect, and I must have heard his name, but I just 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 give in even a step.
"Hey!" Ouyang Ming laughed, with a hint of ferocity on his face, which made both Tang Manlou and Li Ling feel a little hairy. They knew that the other party was angry, but the middle-aged man was obviously not a kind person, and he was probably a Baoyuan realm warrior, unless
The elders of the Ziyang Sect come here, otherwise there is really nothing they can do to the other party.
Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Ming shouted: "One million two hundred thousand taels!"
Next to Ye Chen, Wu Zongming said sourly: "This sect disciple is really rich. Although I have never heard his voice, he is probably one of the top three figures in the younger generation of Tianfeng Kingdom. Compared with him, we are too
Poor, poor and shabby!"
"Do more tasks and accumulate it for a few years, and you will have so much money."
"In a few years, people's wealth will not be greater. Forget it, improving your cultivation is the last word. Money will always come."
Ye Chen was silent and thought about it. The more wealth, the better. There will be a large-scale auction in the future. Even one or two million taels of gold will not be enough. He seems to be rich with more than 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
, it was still a bit distressing to actually ask him to exchange it for gold.
"One million three hundred thousand taels."
Prices continue to climb.
Ouyang Ming gritted his teeth and said, "One and a half million taels!"
"One million six hundred thousand taels."
The middle-aged man's tone remained consistent without any fluctuation.
"Damn it." He smashed the rosewood table inlaid with gold with his palm. Ouyang Ming's eyes were covered with red threads. If he didn't have to compete for the sword later, he wouldn't be angry about it. Too much gold is used now, how can he compete?
If he can defeat Lynch, after all, the other party's wealth will not be much inferior to his.
"One million eight hundred thousand taels." Ouyang Ming decided to give it another try, hoping that the other party would retreat in the face of difficulties, otherwise, when he enters the Baoyuan Realm in the future, he will kill this person.
A calm tone came, "Two million taels"
"If I don't kill this person in the future, I, Ouyang Ming, will never be willing to do so." Veins popped up on his forehead, and a beast-like roar came out of Ouyang Ming's throat.
The old man in yellow doesn't care about this. What he cares about is the level of bidding. According to the true value of this martial arts secret book, it is only about 500,000 taels, and definitely not more than 100 taels. Now it has doubled to two million taels.
How can I not like gold?
"Two million two times... Two million two or three times, deal!"
The climax ends, and what follows is a bit low-key.
The style of the northwest auction house is different from other places. It is generally divided into three rounds. The first round is used to mobilize the atmosphere and arouse emotions. The items in the second round are not more precious than the items in the first round, but the quantity is much larger, which is enough.
There are dozens of pieces, and the value of each piece varies from high to low, with the low value being only 20,000 taels, and the high value being hundreds of thousands taels.
In short, those warriors without any sect have been waiting for this moment, bidding enthusiastically for the items they like.
The third round has begun.
Different from the first two rounds, the third round is all treasures. The starting price is basically more than 50,000 taels of gold, and some of them are worth more than the cheats of the Killing Sky Fighting Fist.
"The sixty-eighth auction item, a low-grade sword, the Sky-Splitting Knife!"
The real climax kicked off. In the private room, Lin Qi opened his eyes that had been closed. His sharp gaze was like reality, flashing randomly in the void, like illusory sword lights, which captured the soul.