As soon as Tan Hai finished speaking, the entire auction house suddenly became silent. Every practitioner in the hall held their breath. It was even quieter than before, and it could even be said to be deathly silent.
But this dead silence only lasted for two breaths.
"Wow..."
The entire auction house was in an uproar, and the sounds of gasping for cold air kept coming from the hall.
In the auction hall at this time, many practitioners stood up from their seats, their mouths opened wide, expressions of disbelief on their faces, their faces stiff, and their pupils contracted, as if they had been greatly frightened.
And on the second floor.
"Crack!"
Qiu Yue, captain of the second team of the dragon group, slapped the wooden table in front of her. Her whole figure seemed to be stimulated by something, and she stood up directly. Waves of power passed along her right hand.
On wooden table.
In just the blink of an eye, the entire wooden table was shaken into flying wood chips. Even the teacups, kettles and other items on the table were all dissipated under this blow.
What was even more shocking was that a faint chill seemed to suddenly appear. The flying debris that was originally floating in the air instantly turned into shining ice crystals. Under the illumination of the light, the flashing was a bit dazzling.
Murong Yunqing looked at the scene that happened in front of her in shock. Now, she finally truly felt what power was.
Dazzling ice crystals fell from the air to the ground, breaking into smaller ice crystals and covering the entire room.
"Is this the strength of Captain Qiu?" Murong Yunqing was horrified.
However, although he was shocked, Murong Yunqing did not ask Qiu Yue anything.
At this time, Qiu Yue was completely on the verge of rage. Although Murong Yunqing did not have much achievements in the field of human relations, he also knew that if he approached her now, he would be unlucky if he accidentally said something wrong.
Or yourself.
Thinking of this, Murong Yunqing had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart and redirect his attention to the auction.
"Everyone, without further ado, I can use the reputation of the entire Chen's Auction House to guarantee that what I said is not false at all. In fact, the magic of Longxiang Boxing is even greater than what I said. The auction will begin now.
, the best martial arts, Dragon Elephant Fist, the base price is fifty thousand spirit stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one thousand spirit stones."
After Tan Hai's voice fell, there was silence.
The magic of Dragon Elephant Fist is naturally coveted by many forces. But because of this, no one immediately bid for it.
No one wants to be the first, and no one wants to expose their inner desires in front of everyone.
Tan Hai stood quietly on the auction stage and waited. His auction method was completely different from the previous beautiful auctioneer Ling Xue.
The auctions hosted by Lingxue spared no effort to exaggerate the auction items, striving to get a high price for the auction items, and to avoid unsold auctions.
Tan Hai, on the other hand, just briefly introduced Dragon Elephant Fist and then said nothing again. Even the introduction of Dragon Elephant Fist was a bit ambiguous, and he didn't look like an auctioneer at all.
In fact, Tan Hai, and even the Chen family, did not want Long Xiang Quan to be taken away.
The Water of Life and Qi Gathering Pill have been leaked, and the Purple Lotus Xuanguang Sword is not controllable by the Chen family. The only thing they can control, which is not known to other forces, is the Dragon Elephant Fist.
Now, with the permission of Lei Shen and others, the Chen family of Dragon Elephant Fist already has a copy.
In other words, the Chen family has now mastered this magical martial art. Correspondingly, the Chen family, who is well aware of the preciousness of this martial art, certainly does not want Dragon Elephant Fist to be acquired by other forces.
Therefore, when Tan Hai presided over the auction, he did not show any exaggeration about Longxiang Quan at all.
However, Tan Hai also knew that Long Xiangquan wanted to be rejected.
It's almost impossible. If you compare yourself with others, if he were sitting in the audience, he would win the Dragon Elephant Fist no matter what.
No one is taking pictures now, it’s just because of mutual fear and restraint.
After dozens of breaths, the place was still silent.
Tan Hai took a deep breath, his expression calm, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking in his heart at the moment: "Since no one bids, then this auction item..."
Just when Tan Hai was about to announce that the auction had been rejected, a rough-looking man spoke up.
"Wait a minute, I'll pay you 100,000!"
With this man's quotation, it was like a fuse was lit, like cold water poured into a frying pan, and the atmosphere in the venue exploded in an instant!
"One hundred and twenty thousand!"
"I'm offering 150,000 yuan, but I hope everyone will give me some thin noodles!"
"I want to get my hands on magical skills with only 150,000 yuan. I'll give you 200,000 yuan while you wait!"
Suddenly, a slight cough interrupted the somewhat chaotic situation in the auction house. At this time, the price of Dragon Elephant Fist had been raised to 300,000 spirit stones.
Everyone looked around and saw an old man standing in front of the window of the box on the second floor.
The old man has fair hair and a childish face, with a small gray beard. At this time, the old man is clenching a fist with one hand and putting it to his lips, making a coughing gesture. However, looking at his mental state, he is not depressed at all, but is full of a fairy spirit.
The charm of the bones, the essence and the spirit are all very full.
After everyone's eyes focused on the old man, the old man finally spoke: "I bid five hundred thousand."
Following the old man's bid, the aura of his whole body suddenly changed. From the previous air of immortality and untainted by the dust of the world, it transformed into a domineering and domineering one.
The old man looked down at the people on the first floor from top to bottom. The practitioners who were touched by his gaze all trembled and lowered their heads, not daring to meet the old man's gaze.
"Ouyang Zhizun, tsk tsk, don't scare people. The one with the highest auction price will get it. This is not about overwhelming others. The master of this palace bids 600,000. If you want, you can definitely increase the price!"
Just as the old man was suppressing the crowd, a somewhat sinister voice sounded.
This voice seems to come from Jiuyou, giving people a chilling feeling. People with low cultivation level may even feel that the blood in their whole body will freeze after hearing the voice.
However, although this voice was permeable, the ridicule contained in it could be heard by everyone present.
The old man known as Ouyang Zhizun frowned slightly when he heard this and turned his attention to another private room.
There was a person standing by the window of the private room where the old man was looking. He was wearing a black robe, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of black mist. Even his appearance was impossible to see clearly, and he was full of mystery and weirdness.
This person is none other than Sean. Sean, one of the most powerful top forces in Yuanxing and the leader of the Dark Temple of the Shenhui Empire, who had previously met with Wang Tianqiong, the head of the Wang family.
"Oh? Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Master Xiaon. Master Xiaon, as far as I know, no one in your Dark Temple seems to practice boxing. Why do you still want to compete with my Ouyang family for this one?
Dragon Elephant Fist?”
Ouyang Zhizun narrowed his eyes slightly. Even if he is the contemporary head of the Ouyang family, one of the four great aristocratic families, he has to be cautious when facing Sean, the master of the Dark Temple.
The reputation of the Dark Temple has always been bad. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the enemy of the whole world and is a street rat. But despite this, it has been able to exist for thousands of years under the pursuit of the Holy See of Light, and its foundation is profound.
Ouyang Zhizun looked at Sean and then said: "But since the master of the palace wants to fight, I can't lose the reputation of the Ouyang family. I will accompany you to the end, six hundred and fifty thousand!"
"One is the head of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Zhizun, and the other is the head of the Dark Temple, tsk tsk. These two are really big shots. He
They actually fought together!"
Many people who came to attend the auction on the first floor looked at the two people who were facing each other and began to whisper.
"Yes, yes, this trip was not in vain!"
Just when a group of people were talking about it, Sean spoke again.
"Ouyang Zhizun, your Ouyang family can suppress others, but you cannot suppress the master of this palace. Six hundred and eighty thousand!"
"Seven hundred thousand!"
"Seven hundred and twenty thousand!"
"Seven hundred and thirty thousand!!!"
…
With the quotations coming one after another, the price soon rose to 800,000.
People who came to participate in the auction on the ground floor had long been frightened by the rising prices.
Although they are both top powers and have top powerhouses in charge, at this moment, these powerhouses from the top powers truly realize their insignificance.
The top forces may be strong or weak, and the background of each force is vast.
"One million!"
Just when the two of them were arguing and no one wanted to let go, suddenly, another female voice sounded, and the price was one million.
Hearing the sudden penetration, Ouyang Zhizun and Sean couldn't help but fix their eyes on another box.
Everyone, including the people on the first floor and other private rooms, all fixed their gazes on that private room. And the private room they were looking at was, surprisingly, the one where Murong Yunqing was.
At this time, Murong Yunqing and Qiu Yue were sitting in the room. Due to the angle, people on the first floor could not see the scene in the box upstairs at all. Only some people made some guesses from the sounds.
But everyone on the second floor saw Qiu Yue standing by the window. As for Murong Yunqing, due to the angle of view, no one noticed it. Only some top experts, relying on their extraordinary perception, knew that there was someone in the private room.
Two people, but they don’t know who they are.
"Qiu Yue??"
Ouyang Zhizun's originally frowning frown deepened.
Even Sean, whose tone has always been somewhat unscrupulous, the black mist surrounding him started to ripple slightly at this moment. It is conceivable that his heart was also in a state of flux.
"Huh... One million is such a big deal! Who is this person? He actually dares to participate in the competition between the Ouyang Family and the Dark Temple. And the price is one million, one million!"
A group of people who didn't know Qiu Yue's identity were secretly shocked.
One million spirit stones is an astronomical figure for the average top power. Even for powers like the four major families and the Dark Temple, it is a huge sum of money.
After the ancient times, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been continuously weakened, coupled with countless years of mining, the number of spiritual stones on the Source Star has become less and less.
Today's Lingkuang is almost always in some inaccessible and dangerous places, or even mysterious places. So much so that in today's cultivation world, using spirit stones to practice is a luxury.
Even the top forces like the four major aristocratic families, which are second only to the most powerful forces, can only produce more than 10,000 spiritual stones every year. Add in some other spiritual stone income, and one million spiritual stones is already equivalent to more than ten years.
After accumulating, it can be said that there are not many. And for some forces, the spiritual stones are even rarer.
Spiritual stones, as an excellent strategic resource, are extremely scarce for every top force.
One million spirit stones are enough to impress people like Ouyang Zhizun and Xiao En. And Qiu Yue, just the captain of the second team of the Dragon Team, can control such a huge batch of resources, which is enough to show the power of the Dragon Team.
Ouyang Zhizun and Sean looked at each other, with a tacit understanding, and neither chose to increase the price again.
I don't know whether it was because they were afraid of the power of the Dragon Group or because they were really lacking in spiritual stones. In short, after Qiu Yue's one million offer, both of them chose to remain silent.