Fighting: Touch the prize to be invincible, the beginning of the comprehension is against the sky

Chapter 137: Fierce Bidding, Goodbye Flying Fighting Skills! [Please Read]

Seeing this, the old man showed a faint smile in his eyes. He held the blue sword in his hand, and the sword body shook. A faint chill rose up, forming a faint white mist that was almost invisible.

He turned his head and looked into the auction hall, introducing the blue sword. Then he said with a smile, "The starting price of this sword is 100,000. Please take your place."

"One hundred and five thousand!"

"One hundred and ten thousand!"

"..."

Not long after the old man finished speaking, a series of biddings were heard in the auction hall.

After a few minutes, the blue sword was successfully bought by a thin man with an excited look on his face for 150,000 gold coins.

Xiao Lei and the other three looked at the long sword with indifferent expressions, showing no interest at all, and silently waited for the new auction item.

After the first auction went smoothly, many dazzling treasures began to appear on the auction table, including armor, fighting skills, martial arts, medicinal herbs, etc.!
Among them, a little beauty of twelve or thirteen years old was auctioned.

Xiao Lei had no interest in most of these auction items, but he pocketed all the medicinal herbs from several auctions.

Xiao Lei has an automatic alchemy furnace, so the more medicinal materials the better. Even if he can't use them now, he might be able to use them in the future when refining some elixir.

Anyway, he had more gold coins than he could spend, so it would be a waste to keep them.

Xiao Lei's lavish spending on buying medicinal herbs also attracted the attention of many people in the auction hall, and some of them even mistook him for an alchemist.

Xiao Lei didn't care about these at all. Even if it attracted everyone's attention, it was no big deal to him.

If someone in the auction house wanted to attack him after the auction, that would be exactly what he wanted, and he could make some extra money at the same time.

"Ding……"

Another crisp bell sound came from the crystal table, and the white-haired auctioneer took a small silver plate from a maid with a smile on his face. On the silver plate were two small transparent jade bottles, and a light green pill was rolling in each of the jade bottles.

As soon as this pill appeared, it attracted a lot of attention.

After all, in the Douqi Continent, elixirs are a highly sought-after item that can be compared with martial arts and fighting skills.

Even some elixirs that can be used directly to improve strength have attracted countless people.

"Haha, this pill is called Qingling Pill. I believe many people have heard of it..." The white-haired auctioneer pointed at the pill in the bottle and said with a smile.

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, there was a commotion in the auction hall, and countless people looked at the jade bottle on the silver plate with burning eyes.

This kind of elixir that can help people break through class barriers is almost impossible to find even in the Black Horn Region.

"Of course, since you've heard of the Green Spirit Pill, you should also be aware of its side effects." Looking at the restless crowd below, a cunning look flashed in the auctioneer's eyes. He didn't explain the backlash of the Green Spirit Pill too clearly, just vaguely mentioning it. Then, with a wave of his hand, he said, "Auction reserve price: 300,000!"

"Three hundred and forty thousand!"

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone from the back seat shouted loudly.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Three hundred and sixty thousand!"

"..."

Soon, another fierce bidding began.

Xiao Yan, who was sitting next to Xiao Lei, sat quietly in a chair. As he listened to the prices ringing in his ears, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"You are the one who put this Qingling Pill up for auction, right?" Looking at Xiao Yan's appearance, Xiao Lei smiled slightly and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Xiao Yan nodded slightly after hearing what Xiao Lei said. "Yes, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Cousin Xiao Lei. I'm a little short on money, and I'm worried that I won't have the gold coins to buy something I want at the auction, so..."

Xiao Lei smiled and said, "If you're short of gold coins, tell me. I still have quite a few."

"Yes, I will," Xiao Yan said, scratching his head. However, unless it was absolutely necessary, Xiao Yan did not want to trouble Xiao Lei again.

Xiao Lei has helped him enough in the past few years.

While the two were talking in low voices, the price of Qingling Pill had soared to 490,000, and almost no one in the auction hall continued to bid.

After all, the price is already very high.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"

Just when Xiao Yan thought the price was set, a slightly cold voice suddenly rang out from a seat not far from them.

The person who bid was none other than Fan Ling, the young master of the Blood Sect.

After Fan Ling made his bid, the auction hall fell silent for a while, because in the Black Horn Region, few people dared to continue competing with the Blood Clan, not to mention that they could not win anyway.

"Five hundred and sixty thousand!"

Suddenly, another faint voice sounded beside him.

Xiao Lei looked over and saw that the person bidding the price was a middle-aged man wearing a skull-gray robe.

"That's the person from the Black Skull Tomb," Hai Bodong introduced in a low voice when he saw Xiao Lei's gaze.

The Black Skull Tomb is also a strong force in the Black Horn Region. It is said that the cultivation method it uses is quite strange, and its attributes tend to be somewhat rare dark attributes.

"Although there are only a few people in this Black Skull Tomb, they are all elite and powerful. They often have conflicts with the Blood Clan. However, with the suppression of the leaders of both sides, there has been no large-scale fighting," Hai Bodong said to Xiao Lei and the others in a low voice.

After hearing Hai Bodong's words, Xiao Yan looked at the man from the Black Skull Tomb with a look of awe in his eyes.

Xiao Lei and Cai Lin didn't take it to heart.

Both the Black Skull Tomb and the Blood Clan were too weak for them.

Hearing someone bidding, Fan Ling's eyes suddenly turned much colder. He glanced at the middle-aged man with a wooden face, sneered, and said, "Five hundred and eighty thousand."

"Five hundred and ninety thousand!"

"Six hundred thousand!"

After a round of bidding by both parties, it was finally Fan Ling, the young master of the Blood Sect, who paid 600,000 gold coins each and bought the two Qingling Pills, for a total of 1.2 million.

After the auction of Qinglingdan ended, the following items did not fetch high prices. The auction seemed to have fallen into a slump, which made the auctioneer on the stage feel a little painful.

Fortunately, after this low point lasted for more than ten minutes, it finally suddenly improved.

On the crystal stage, the auctioneer carefully held up a scroll made of ancient jade and faced the audience with a mysterious look on his face.

"Everyone, the item we're going to auction next is probably very rare nowadays. It's also a fighting skill, but it's an extremely special flying fighting skill, the Thunder Bat Sky Wing!"

The auctioneer shook his hand, and the scroll suddenly slid down, revealing a bunch of miniature black bat wings that looked a bit eerie and ghostly, appearing in everyone's sight.

Soon, there was another fierce competition. In the end, Fan Ling, the young master of the Blood Sect, successfully bought it for 1.9 million.

After the auction of Thunderbat Skywing ended, it fell into a low period again.

"Haha, the next item for auction is a little strange, because even we can't figure out what it is. However, it does look like some unknown treasure map."

The white-haired auctioneer bent down and took out a silver plate, then carefully lifted the brocade cloth on the silver plate, and a tattered piece of ancient cloth appeared in everyone's sight.

"Shh..."

Seeing the torn piece of cloth, the auction hall was silent for a while, but then there was a burst of boos.

However, Xiao Yan, who was not far away from Xiao Lei, suddenly sat up straighter.

(End of this chapter)