Chapter 1215: I want something else

"Young Master Wan, even if it's you, you still have to bid to participate in the auction. The rules for the highest bidder are unbreakable!"
Under all eyes, Luo Shuiyao spoke.
As soon as this statement came out, Wan Qiu snorted coldly: "No matter how much this kid bids, I am 10,000 higher than him. What else can you say!"
"That's good!" Luo Shuiyao nodded: "Brother Chen bid 20,000 yuan!"
"I pay 30,000!"
Without even thinking about it, Wan Qiu directly quoted a price.
But what he never expected was that Chen Fan also quoted a price later.
"Thirty-five thousand!"
As soon as this statement came out, Wan Qiu's pupils shrank, and his entire face showed an unbelievable look. He immediately pointed to Chen Fan on the second floor and said: "You are a casual cultivator, and don't pretend to be a big tail wolf here. I don't believe you can take it. Thirty-five thousand out!"
"You are tired of making trouble at the auction!"
As soon as Wan Qiu's voice fell, Chen Fan waved his big sleeves and summoned 35,000 high-grade spirit stones from his storage bag, which formed a hill in the box.
"So, enough time?"
Seeing so many spirit stones, everyone was shocked. They didn't understand, how could such a young monk be so rich?
For a moment, a little greed appeared on someone's face, but after another thought, Chen Fan dared to confront the Wanyong Chamber of Commerce head-on. Is it something they could encroach on?
As for Wan Qiu, Chen Fan was also shocked, but it didn't matter, what he lacked most was money!
"Ben Shao bid forty-five thousand!"
"I pay fifty thousand!"
In a short moment, a volume of ordinary martial arts was actually called for a sky-high price of 50,000 yuan, which is something that everyone unexpectedly never expected.
Even the immediate matter is no longer as simple as an auction, it is clearly fighting the wealth!
"Ben Shao bid...60,000!"
At this moment, Wan Qiu almost gritted his teeth and said that sixty thousand high-grade spirit stones are not a small sum for him. After all, no matter how rich the Chamber of Commerce is, he can't use it at will. He must know that there is his father on it. It.
But what can it be? Haikou has already boasted that he can't slap himself in the face.
"I'm out of sixty-five thousand!"
Chen Fan quoted again, and at the same time, 65,000 high-grade spirit stones almost filled his box.
These are all white spirit stones, greedy drooling!
And when the price came out, Wan Qiu was almost desperate. The most property he could use was only about 70,000 yuan. If Chen Fan could take out more spirit stones, he would be ashamed this time and would be thrown to his grandma's house.
"Ben Shao bid! Seventy thousand!"
Wan Qiu almost shouted the last sentence. After all, he had just said that no matter how much Chen Fan bid, he was 10,000 higher than the other party.
It has only been a long time since I was self-explanatory, and I couldn't help my face.
As for Chen Fan, after feeling all the performance of Wan Qiu and the uneven twitching of the muscles on his face, he smiled and took back all the spirit stones in the box.
"Since Brother Wan wants to obtain this volume of exercises so much, Chen is a beautiful adult!"
A light and fluttering sentence changed the number of martial arts students who were originally 20,000 to 70,000, and Wan Qiu spent 50,000 more spiritual stones.
At this moment, some people even doubted whether Chen Fan was invited by Wanbao Pavilion.
Seeing Wan Qiu's flesh pain, Chen Fan paid for the Lingshi on the spot, and after putting the dragon thorn that he didn't need into the storage bag, Chen Fan smiled again.
"So, I would like to thank Brother Wan, but now I, compared to the dragon thorn, still want something else!"
With bright eyes, Chen Fan flew down directly from the window of the second floor box.
"For example...your life!"
After a word, the audience was shocked. No one thought that Chen Fan was so strong that he dared to threaten to kill Wan Qiu?