Chapter 100: competition

Ye Feng's voice was like a pebble, thrown into the originally close to calm lake. After reaching the fifty-five thousand spiritual stones, the quotation was obviously much less, but Ye Feng's voice stirred the calm lake again.
Many people looked at Ye Feng, because Ye Feng was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Although Shenwu Continent seemed to be a little older than normal, he had cultivated all the year round and his physique was very strong. Compared with these people, Ye Feng is still Looks much weaker.
"Boy, don't make a random quote. If you can't get these spirit stones, you will be expelled from Tianya Haige, and you will even die."
The man sitting next to Ye Feng reminded Ye Feng that he didn't look like a wretched look just now, and hoped that Ye Feng would know where he was and not make random quotes because of good things.
"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 the quotation was random, the order was disturbed, the lighter was expelled, the heavy one might even be killed on the spot.
The whole auction hall fell into a brief silence, and this silence was soon broken by people, and the source of the sound came from the private room.
"Sixty-five thousand spiritual stones!"
The voice was cold, with a murderous look.
In the private room, it was Guo Zifei who was quoting just now. He didn't expect that it was Yuanjia Luzhao. Ye Feng was also vying for the Soul Rong Pill he was interested in. Guo Zifei almost rushed out and immediately killed Ye Feng.
"Seven thousand!"
Ye Feng didn't rush, adding five thousand at a time, and many people were already staring at Ye Feng with covetous eyes.
"Master, we might as well let him buy it. After we go out, we will grab it and save the spirit stone."
Guo Zifei was about to increase the price, and a guard behind him came up and said.
"Okay, I'll let you get it first."
Guo Zifei did not continue to increase the price, and Ye Feng finally bought this soul-melting pill with seventy thousand spirit stones.
The girl held the golden plate, the strong medicinal fragrance rushed into Ye Feng's nose, took out a storage ring, handed it to the girl's hand, and put the pill into her ring.
"This son, there seems to be a thousand more spirit stones inside!"
The girl's consciousness glanced at the ring that Ye Feng gave him and found that there were some spirit stones inside.
"If you have more, you will be rewarded."
"Then thank you son!" The girl took a blessing.
There is 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 at the auction house, he will definitely have unexpected gains.
The old man on the high platform also saw Ye Feng’s move. Obviously, he has begun to pay attention to Ye Feng, because it can be seen from the purchase of Rong Soul Pill from the Seventy Thousand Spirit Stones that Ye Feng’s identity is unusual, and at least he will never buy out all his belongings A pill, for the auction house, the favorite is the main customer.
The auction continued, and the next product was put up again. This time the product is no less than the soul-melting pill just now. It is also an elixir, but it is an elixir to enhance the strength. It is suitable for the innate. Swallowing the pinnacle of the realm, there is a 70% chance of being promoted to the martial realm.
"Pei Yuan Dan has a base price of seven thousand spirit stones, and each increase cannot be lower than two thousand spirit stones."
The old man presided over the auction quoted the reserve price and the bidding began.
This pill may be of little use to the Earth Martial Realm, but it is a panacea for the Innate Realm, especially for some people who have no hope of breaking through. This pill seems to be a life-saving straw, igniting their hope.
"I'm out of ten thousand spirit stones!"
The man next to Ye Feng stood up for the first time, raised his hands, his face was excited.
"Fifteen thousand!"
This time, there was still a sound from the private room. When it came to the back, the things that appeared became more and more precious. The characters in the private room shot frequently. It is estimated that the wait is now.
"Seventeen thousand!"
The man beside Ye Feng didn't sit down, cold sweat dripped on his face, and it was estimated that 17,000 was a little bit beyond his limit.
"Twenty thousand!"
The voice of competing with Ye Feng for the soul-melting pill just now appeared, and it came from the private room on the right.
"Master, you are already in the Di Martial Realm, why do you want to compete for this pill?"
The guard behind him didn't understand why Guo Zifei wanted to buy a worthless pill.
"What do you know? The third brother is now at the pinnacle of the Innate Realm. If I can buy this medicine for him, I will be very happy."
"Twenty-five thousand!"
There was a voice in the private room on the left, and I didn't want to give up this Pei Yuan Dan.
The bidding was wave after wave. The man next to Ye Feng sat down weakly, and the 25,000 Lingshi made him sit limply on the seat, his face looked decadent.
"Thirty thousand!"
Guo Zifei took a sip of the fragrant tea placed on the table and said casually.
"Thirty-five thousand!"
Another unfamiliar voice appeared, not from the private room, but from the second floor. A man in black and a hat on his head completely covered his face.
Obviously, this man did not want to let people know his true face, even lowered his voice, and entered here. If he did not have the ability to protect himself, he would not be willing to show his true face unless you just came to watch the excitement.
"Forty-five thousand!"
There was a voice from the private room on the left, adding 10,000 at a time.
"fifty thousand!"
Guo Zifei's voice is still not rushed.
"Sixty thousand!" The man wearing a hat also added ten thousand spirit stones.
The scene fell into a stalemate, leaving only the last three to compete.
There was another brief silence. In the end, Guo Zifei took the lead. He reported the number of spirit stones faster than the left room, and also increased by 10,000, increasing the value of this Peiyuan Pill to seventy thousand spirit stones.
"Seven thousand two thousand!"
The voice of the man wearing the hat was a little rushed. It was estimated that he had reached the limit. This time he only added two thousand.
"Seven thousand five thousand!" Three thousand were added to the private room on the left.
"Eighty thousand!"
Guo Zifei seemed to have an endless amount of Lingshi flowers, so he added another five thousand and drank tea leisurely without caring.
The man with a hat on his head sat down and probably gave up. There was no sound from the private room on the left. This Peiyuan Pill was obtained by Guo Zifei for the price of 80 thousand spiritual stones.
After buying the Soul Rong Pill, Ye Feng did not continue to make a move, watching the auction of each item, the price of each item reached more than 70,000 Lingshi.
Soon it came to the end, with only the last few things left, which should be the finale.
"This is a magic weapon called the True Spirit Sword, worth 50,000 spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 5,000 spiritual stones." A real magic weapon appeared, and there was a sensation.
Magical artifacts and half-dharma artifacts are of two levels. After all, half-dharma artifacts are not magical artifacts, so they are sold very cheaply, but the real artifacts are different.
"Sixty thousand!" As soon as the old man's voice fell, a voice sounded.
A lot of eyes looked at the source of the sound, and Ye Feng was no exception.
"It's actually a disciple of Tianling Academy, and also a core disciple." Someone around Ye Feng began to mutter.
"I know these people, one is called Chen Feiyu and the other is Yao Wushuang." Chen Feiyu should have been quoted just now.
Ye Feng paid special attention. This was the first close contact with the core disciples. The two of them obviously exuded a powerful aura. The disciples of Tianling Academy were much stronger than those outside under the same circumstances.
"70,000!" Guo Zifei shot again.
"Eighty thousand!" Chen Feiyu was in a certain position.
"Ninety thousand!" Guo Zifei refused to give in and continued to increase the price.
"One hundred thousand!"
Ye Feng secretly smacked his tongue, this core disciple is really rich, and he said that he would take out one hundred thousand spiritual stones, and it was really not something that an inner disciple could compare.
After a battle between the two, Chen Feiyu bought this long sword for one hundred thousand spiritual stones, and there was a look of excitement on his face.
"Okay, the auction is coming to an end. The next thing must be of interest to everyone. This is a martial art of its own, which has reached the advanced martial skill of the innate realm, and even comparable to the semi-immortal skill." The old man appeared in his hand. A booklet.
Ye Feng's eyes lit up, he was about to find a martial art of his own, but here unexpectedly appeared, he must find a way to get it.
"The reserve price is fifty thousand spiritual stones!"
The old man quoted the reserve price very quickly.
Innate martial arts are divided into several levels. The most common is the inferior innate martial arts, generally around 10,000 spirit stones, and the intermediate innate martial skills range from 50,000 to 70,000. If it is advanced innate martial arts, it is estimated that it can sell for 100,000. Lingshi, as for the semi-immortal skill, has sold two hundred thousand Lingshi, even higher.
So the starting price of this martial art is not very high.
"Sixty thousand!"
This time, the source of the sound was still Chen Feiyu's direction. It was not him who quoted, but Yao Wushuang who was sitting next to him.
"Seven thousand!"
Guo Zifei didn't buy the True Spirit Sword just now, and Guo Zifei was a little angry, and he participated in the competition of his own martial arts.
"One hundred thousand!"
Without hesitation, Ye Feng's voice directly overwhelmed everyone, pushing the scene to a climax, and countless lights gathered on Ye Feng.
"Miss, what is the origin of this kid? He doesn't seem to be very strong. How could he have so many spirit stones on his body."
No one knew that there was a fifth floor in this auction house. It was only possible to see below from above, but not above from below. In a private room, Hongyue actually sat inside, and a girl asked behind him.
"You can't look good, I feel his potential is more than that." The girl glanced at Ye Feng and said lightly.
Guo Zifei's gaze penetrated the private room and shot at Ye Feng naked. It seemed that Ye Feng had given him a lot of surprise, and he wanted to kill Ye Feng even more urgently.
The same is true for Yao Wushuang. He didn't expect that he would be competing with an inner disciple, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes. He has been searching for this martial art for a long time, and has always wanted to find a martial art that suits him.
Ye Feng turned a blind eye to the two murderous intents projected over, and he was never inevitable.