Chapter 197 (1/2)
The price hike was not a big hit.
Secret arts are different from common martial arts. If you miss them, you will never meet them again.
”26 million Liang.”
A middle-aged warrior in a royal robe offered.
Someone recognized him as Shen Qingshan, Dean of Qinglin college near fenghowl city.
At the moment, Wanfeng is in a calm mood. He smiles coldly and shouts, ”thirty million Liang!”
”Forty million Liang!” came the voice of spine
Whoa!
Spine can't fall, the whole auction atmosphere boils.
”Another 10 million Liang! This thorn can't really be lawless! This is only four times bidding, the price has reached 40 million Liang! It's too exciting! ”
”Two of the four new heroes have already sold, and they are still so crazy, Shen Qingshan should not continue to bid.”
”Ji can't compete with Wanfeng at last year's Xinjie conference. I don't know who will win this time! ”
”There's a good play!”
As everyone expected, Ji could not raise the price by another 10 million Liang, and the middle-aged martial artists did not continue to bid.
”Add another 10 million Liang...”
In the box, Wanfeng frowned and snorted heavily: ”spineless, I'll see how much money you have!”
”41 million Liang!”
Once again, Wanfeng increased its bidding by 1 million Liang.
”Fifty million Liang.”
Without any gap, the sound of thorns could not be heard again, as if silver was as worthless as a stone, and it didn't care how much it was thrown out.
People looked at each other, and thorn could not give them the feeling that a swordsman was competing with his sword.
Wan Feng's face is a little ugly. He has only 60 million Liang. If Ji can't raise the price next time or 10 million Liang, he won't be able to continue bidding.
”51 million Liang.”
Wanfeng took a deep breath, offered the price, tightly clenched his fist, and prayed that there was not so much silver in his spine.
However, the sound that followed defeated his fantasy.
”Sixty million Liang!”
The voice of spine can't come out of the box again, it seems calm.
Bang!
Wanfeng one foot on the ground, the hard yellow solid stone floor, inch crack.
”This madman!”
Wanfeng's eyes are red. If he can't get the ”wind rising skill”, he will be very difficult to overcome the thorns at the new hero conference. ”Gu Yufeng, give me all the silver you have. I'll give it back three times in the future! ” Wan Feng looks at Gu Yufeng.
Gu Yufeng was frightened by Wanfeng's eyes, licked his lips and said, ”I just photographed Zhen ningdan, and there are two million Liang left.”
Gu Yufeng took out the remaining two million liang of silver, and Wanfeng called out directly: ”sixty two million Liang! Ji can't, I don't believe you have silver! ”
Ji could not have been nervous at first. He only had 62.5 million Liang on him. After listening to Wanfeng's offer, he breathed.
”It looks like I won.”
Ji couldn't see a smile in his eyes. He bid again: ”62.5 million Liang!”
Bang!
Smell speech, Wan Feng a buttock sat on the reclining chair, whole body muscle is angry inch quiver.
He also heard that 62.5 million yuan was the limit of thorns, but he did not have money to continue bidding.
Thinking that he had lost in a mere 500000 Liang, he now had the heart to kill people.
With the three inquiries of the woman in red, at last, the ”flying wind skill” fell into the hands of the spine.
”62.5 million Liang! Oh my god! I'm afraid I'll never make so much money in my life. ”
”Practice hard. As long as you have strength, it's not easy to earn money.”
”Look, the spine can't come out. He seems to be leaving... ”
”He's here for the purpose of” wind power ”, and his silver should be used up, so he will leave.”
”Who do you think is the skinny warrior following the spine?”
”Eh, isn't that the back image of Du Lang, the 'lethal greedy wolf'?”
”Life taking greedy wolf Du Lang! He likes killing people and surpassing goods, which is notorious in the Jianghu! He couldn't follow the spine. Did he want to capture the book of ”wind rising skill”
”Probably! It's a treasure worth more than 60000 Liang. No one doesn't care. ”
”Du Lang is a powerful man in eight prefectures, and thorns can't be dangerous...”
Seeing that Du Lang can't leave with Ji, everyone talks about it.
At this time, the voice of the seduction of the woman in red rings again.
”Everyone, now there is the last item left at this auction.”
When the voice of the woman in red fell, the whole auction house was eerie and silent.
Everyone looked at the auction house with their eyes wide open.
According to previous experience, every time Nanfeng auction house holds an auction, the last item is the last!
The woman in red went to the auction table in person, held up a gold inlaid disc, and went to the auction table.