Chapter 100 Competition

Ye Feng's voice was like a stone thrown into the originally calm lake. After reaching 55,000 spirit stones, the voice of quotations obviously decreased a lot, but Ye Feng's voice once again stirred up ripples on the calm lake. (starting)

Many people looked at Ye Feng, because Ye Feng was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Although Shenwu Continent looked a little older than normal, he had been practicing all the year round and had a very strong physique. Compared with these people, Ye Feng was still It looks much weaker.

"Boy, don't make random quotations. If you fail to produce these spirit stones, you will be expelled from Tianyahai Pavilion, or even die."

The man sitting next to Ye Feng reminded Ye Feng that he didn't have the wretched look just now, and hoped that Ye Feng would know where he was and not make random quotations just because something good appeared.

"thank you for your kindness!"

Ye Feng still said gratefully. As for the rules, when he came in, it was written on the surrounding walls that if he made random quotations and disturbed the order, the light ones would be expelled, and the serious ones might even be killed on the spot.

The entire auction house fell into a brief silence, which was soon broken by someone, and the source of the sound was still coming from the private room.

"Sixty-five thousand spirit stones!"

The voice was cold, with a murderous look.

In the private room, it was Guo Zifei who made the offer just now. Unexpectedly, it was Yuanjialuniao. Ye Feng was also vying for the Melting Soul Pill he liked, which made Guo Zifei almost rush out and kill Ye Feng immediately.

"Seventy thousand!"

Ye Feng was not in a hurry, and added five thousand at a time, and many people were already staring at Ye Feng with coveting eyes.

"Master, we might as well let him buy it. After we go out, we can snatch it back and save the spirit stone."

Guo Zifei was about to increase the price, when a guard behind him came up and said.

"Okay, I'll let you get it first."

Sure enough, Guo Zifei did not continue to increase the price, and Ye Feng finally bought the Soul Melting Pill with 70,000 spirit stones.

The girl held the golden plate, and the strong medicinal fragrance rushed towards Ye Feng's nostrils. She took out a storage ring, handed it to the girl, and put the pill into her ring.

"This young man,

There seems to be a thousand more spirit stones inside! "

The girl glanced at the ring Ye Feng gave him with her spiritual sense, and found that there were some more spirit stones in it.

"If you have more, it will be a reward for you."

"Then thank you, sir!" The girl accepted a blessing.

There is also a reason why Ye Feng did this, so that he can get closer to Tianya Haige. If he builds a good relationship with the owner in the auction house, there will be unexpected gains.

The old man on the high platform also saw Ye Feng's actions, and obviously he had begun to pay attention to Ye Feng, because it can be seen from the 70,000 spirit stones purchased just now that Ye Feng's identity is unusual, at least he would never take out all his belongings to buy A elixir, for the auction house, the favorite is the big customer.

The auction continued, and the next product was put up again. This product is no less than the Melting Soul Pill just now. It is also a pill, but it is a pill to improve strength. At the peak of the realm, there is a 70% chance of being promoted to the Earth Martial Realm.

"Peiyuan Pill, the base price is 7,000 spirit stones, and each price increase must not be lower than 2,000 spirit stones."

The old man who presided over the auction quoted the reserve price, and the bidding began.

This elixir may not be very useful for the Earth Martial Realm, but it is a panacea for the Xiantian Realm, especially for some people who have no hope of breaking through in their lives, this elixir seems to be a life-saving straw, igniting their hope.

"I'll give you 10,000 spirit stones!"

The man next to Ye Feng was the first to stand up, raising his hands, his face showing excitement.

"Fifteen thousand!"

This time, there was still a voice from inside the private room. When they got to the back, the things that appeared became more and more precious, and the characters in the private room frequently made moves.

"Seventeen thousand!"

The man beside Ye Feng didn't sit down, and cold sweat dripped down his face. It is estimated that 17,000 is a bit beyond his limit.

"Twenty thousand!"

The voice of fighting with Ye Feng for the Melting Soul Pill just now appeared, coming from the private room on the right.

"Master, you are already at the Earth Martial Realm, why are you still competing for this elixir?"

The guard behind him didn't understand why Guo Zifei wanted to buy a worthless elixir.

"What do you know, the third brother happens to be at the peak of the Xiantian realm right now, if I can buy this elixir and give it to him, I will be very happy."

"Twenty-five thousand!"

There was a voice from the private room on the left, and he didn't want to give up this Peiyuan Pill.

Bidding came one after another, and the man next to Ye Feng sat down feebly. The 25,000 spirit stones made him sit limply on his seat with a decadent expression on his face.

"Thirty thousand!"

Guo Zifei took a sip of the tea on the table and said casually.

"Thirty-five thousand!"

Another strange voice appeared, not from inside the private room, but from the second floor. A man in black and a bamboo hat completely covered his face.

Obviously, this man is unwilling to let others know his true face, and even lowered his voice. If he enters here, if he has no self-protection ability, he is unwilling to show his true face to others, unless you are just here to watch the excitement.

"Forty-five thousand!"

There was a voice from the private room on the left, unexpectedly adding 10,000 at once.

"fifty thousand!"

Guo Zifei's voice was still calm.

"60,000!" The man wearing the bamboo hat also added 10,000 spirit stones.

The scene fell into a stalemate, and only the last three were left to compete.

There was another short silence, and in the end Guo Zifei was the first to report the number of spirit stones faster than the private room on the left, adding 10,000 more, raising the value of this Yuan Pei Pill to 70,000 spirit stones.

"Seventy-two thousand!"

The voice of the man wearing the bamboo hat was a little hurried, and it was estimated that he had reached the limit. This time, he only added two thousand.

"Seventy-five thousand!" Three thousand was added to the private room on the left.

"Eighty thousand!"

Guo Zifei seemed to have endless spiritual stones, so he added another five thousand, drinking tea leisurely, not caring.

The man in the bamboo hat sat down and probably gave up, and there was no sound from the private room on the left. Guo Zifei got this Peiyuan Pill for 80,000 spirit stones.

After buying the Melting Soul Pill, Ye Feng didn't continue to sell it. He watched each item being auctioned, and the price of each item reached more than 70,000 spirit stones.

It soon came to the end, and only the last few things remained, which should be the grand finale.

"This is a magical weapon called the True Spirit Sword. It is worth 50,000 spirit stones, and each price increase must not be lower than 5,000 spiritual stones." There was a real magic weapon, and there was a commotion at the scene.

Magical artifacts and semi-magic artifacts are two grades. Half-magic artifacts are not magic artifacts after all, so they are sold very cheaply, but real magic artifacts are different, and the price immediately soars to the point where the starting price is 50,000 spirit stones.

"Sixty thousand!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, a voice sounded.

A lot of eyes turned to the source of the sound, and Ye Feng was no exception.

"It's actually a disciple of Tianling College, and a core disciple." Someone beside Ye Feng began to mutter.

"I know these people, one is called Chen Feiyu and the other is Yao Wushuang." It should be Chen Feiyu who made the offer just now.

Ye Feng paid special attention. This was the first time that he had close contact with the core disciples. The two of them obviously exuded a powerful aura. Under the same circumstances, the disciples of Tianling College were much stronger than those outside.

"Seventy thousand!" Guo Zifei shot again.

"Eighty thousand!" Chen Feiyu was in a state of certainty.

"90,000!" Guo Zifei refused to give in and continued to increase the price.

"One hundred thousand!"

Ye Feng clicked his tongue secretly. This core disciple is really rich. He took out one hundred thousand spirit stones as soon as he said they would, which is really not comparable to that of the inner disciples.

After a contest between the two, Chen Feiyu bought the long sword with a price of 100,000 spirit stones, and a look of excitement appeared on his face.

"Okay, the auction is coming to an end, and the next item must be of interest to everyone. This is a martial skill of its own. It has reached the advanced martial skill of the innate realm, and even comparable to the semi-immortal skill." a booklet.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, he was looking for a martial skill of his own, but it appeared here, he must find a way to get it.

"The reserve price is 50,000 spirit stones!"

The old man quoted the reserve price extremely quickly.

Innate martial arts are divided into several levels. The most common one is low-level innate martial arts, which usually cost around 10,000 spirit stones. Intermediate innate martial arts skills range from 50,000 to 70,000. If it is an advanced innate martial skill, it is estimated that it can sell for 100,000. Spiritual stones, as for semi-immortal skills, have been sold for 200,000 spiritual stones, or even higher.

Therefore, the starting price of 50,000 spirit stones is not very high for this skill itself.

"Sixty thousand!"

This time the source of the voice was from Chen Feiyu's direction, and it was not him who made the offer, but Yao Wushuang who was sitting beside him.

"Seventy thousand!"

Guo Zifei was a little annoyed that he didn't buy the True Spirit Sword just now, and he participated in the competition for his own martial arts.

"One hundred thousand!"

Without hesitation, Ye Feng's voice directly overwhelmed everyone, pushing the scene to a climax, and countless eyes gathered on Ye Feng.

"Miss, what is the origin of this kid? It seems that his strength is not high. How could he have so many spirit stones on his body?"

No one knows that there is a fifth floor in this auction house, but the bottom can be seen from the top, but the top cannot be seen from the bottom. In a private room, Hongyue is actually sitting in it, and a girl behind her asked.

"A person is not judged by his appearance. I feel that his potential is more than that." The girl glanced at Ye Feng and said lightly.

Guo Zifei stared at Ye Feng naked through the private room. It seems that Ye Feng surprised him a lot and wanted to kill Ye Feng even more urgently.

The same is true for Yao Wushuang. He never thought that the person competing with him would be an inner sect disciple, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes. He has been searching for a martial skill for a long time, and has always wanted to find a body martial skill that suits him.

Ye Feng turned a blind eye to the two murderous intentions projected over him, he was never sure to win.