Chapter 89

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"Don't be surprised, the fifth auction item is indeed a secret script of low-level martial arts at the prefecture level. The consignor is a martial artist holding yuan territory. He is also famous in the north of Tianfeng country, but his name can't be revealed naturally, which is contrary to the rules of the auction store. It's not much nonsense. This low-level martial art at the prefecture level is a leg technique. It's called killing empty legs. If you cultivate a little success, one leg can cut off the river, and if you become a great success, one leg can break the 100 meter peak. It's said that when you reach the extreme mirror, the air is no longer resistance, and the speed of the leg technique will reach an unimaginable level. You can get there in one step at a distance of 100 meters. "

The old man in yellow didn't arouse everyone's appetite, so he said it in one breath.

Boom!

The auction house is boiling.

The VIP in the private room who has been indifferent has accelerated his breathing.

The river is cut off, the mountain is broken, and the distance of 100 meters is one step. It is valuable to have the same of the three. It is even more arrogant to talk about the integration of the three. The low-level martial arts at the prefecture level are indeed not comparable to the top-level martial arts at the human level, reaching a new level.

Ye Chen doesn't care much about the first two, because Ba Quan can do the same, but the third is amazing. One hundred meters away is one step, which is much more terrible than one hundred meters. After all, if you sweep vertically, it takes at least several steps, and it's impossible to do it in one step. Besides, killing empty Ba legs is not just speed.

"The secret script of this leg technique belongs to me." In the private room, Ouyang Ming made up his mind that although he already had a low-level secret script, it was a skill. Both leg skills and knife skills were at the top level of human level. Of course, they belonged to the top of them.

"The starting price is 100000 taels of gold, and each price increase shall not be less than 10000 taels. Start bidding!"

"Twelve thousand Liang!"

"One hundred thirty thousand Liang!"

"150000 Liang!"

"Eighteen thousand Liang!"

The bidding price for the secret script went up all the way, which stunned the martial artists who had no door or sect.

Ouyangming sneered, raised the wooden card and shouted, "250000 Liang!"

"Who's in that private room? He added 70000 liang of gold at once. He's too rich!" The warrior asked curiously.

"Previously, I saw Ouyang Ming, the 'little god leg' of Ziyang sect, enter this private room. It should be him!"

"No wonder, among the young generation of Tianfeng Kingdom, it is estimated that only a few people can lower ouyangming in wealth, such as the jade childe, Duanmu childe and BeiXue childe."

"At this auction, there are no zongmen disciples as famous as Ouyang Ming. For example, Lynch, the 'BeiXue fast knife', also came."

"Lynch, it is said that this person is expected to surpass the son of BeiXue mountain villa and become the number one disciple of BeiXue mountain villa."

"It's impossible for the time being. No one will know in the future."

Just as everyone was talking, another quotation sounded.

"Three hundred thousand taels!"

The voice was a little thick and came from the second private room.

Ouyang Ming said quietly, "350000 Liang."

"Four hundred thousand taels!"

"Four hundred and fifty thousand Liang!"

The man followed, "half a million Liang!"

To tell the truth, ye Chen was startled by the price and said in secret: the people who follow the price have a thick voice. They should be middle-aged people. If middle-aged people can have 500000 liang of gold, it must be the cultivation of Yuanjing. After all, for the cultivation of Ningzhen realm, few people can quote the sky high price of 500000 liang of gold except the outstanding young generation of Tianfeng kingdom. The other one is a young man who competes with him for half of the sword body. Most of them are the core disciples of a large sect, and I must have heard his name, but I can't hear his voice.

"Six hundred thousand Liang!" Ouyangming's voice became louder.

"700000 Liang!"

"800000 Liang!"

"Nine hundred thousand taels!"

The man won't let go.

"Hey, hey!" Ouyang Ming smiled with a ferocious look on his face, which made Tang manlou and Li Ling feel angry. However, the middle-aged man was obviously not a good man. He was probably a warrior in the yuan territory. Unless the elder Ziyang sect came, he really couldn't help each other.

Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Ming roared, "1.2 million Liang!"

Next to Ye Chen, Wu Zongming said bitterly, "this disciple of the sect is really rich. Although I haven't heard his voice, it is likely to be a figure in the three steps of the younger generation of Tianfeng kingdom. Compared with him, we are too poor and poor!"

"Do more tasks and accumulate a few years. You also have so much silver."

"A few years later, people's wealth is not more. Forget it. Improving cultivation is the last word. Money will always come."

Ye Chen didn't say a word. He thought that more wealth is better. There will be a large auction in the future. I'm afraid one or two million liang of gold is not enough. He seems to be a rich man with more than 10000 pieces of inferior spirit stones. It's still painful for him to exchange it for gold.

"1.3 million taels."

Prices continue to rise.

Ouyangming clenched his teeth and said, "1.5 million Liang!"

"1.6 million Liang."

The tone of the middle-aged man was consistent without any fluctuation.

"Damn it." Ouyangming's eyes are full of red silk. If he didn't have to compete for the treasure knife, he wouldn't be angry. Now he uses too much gold. How can he compete with Lynch? After all, the other party's wealth won't be inferior to him“ 1.8 million Liang. " Ouyangming decides to fight again and hopes that the other party will retreat in the face of difficulties. Otherwise, he will kill this person when he enters Baoyuan territory in the future. In a flat tone, "two million Liang" came. "If I don't kill this person in the future, I ouyangming will never be happy." The veins on his forehead burst, and Ouyang Ming squeezed out a beast like roar from his throat. The old man in yellow doesn't care about this. He cares about the bidding price. According to the real value, this martial arts secret script is about 500000 Liang, definitely no more than one hundred Liang. Now it has doubled to two million liang of gold. How unhappy“ Two million two times,... Two million two or three times, deal! " The climax ends, followed by some low-key. The style of Northwest auction house is different from that of other places. It is generally divided into three rounds. The first round is used to mobilize the atmosphere and arouse emotions. The items in the second round are not more precious than those in the first round, but the number is much more, there are dozens of pieces. Each piece has high and low value, the low is only 20000 Liang, and the high is hundreds of thousands of Liang. In short, those martial artists who have no door or sect are waiting for this time, bidding enthusiastically one by one to compete for the items they like. The third round begins. Different from the first two rounds, the third round is all treasures. The starting price is basically more than 50000 liang of gold, and some value is still on the secret script of killing Kong Ba Quan“ The 68th auction item, the inferior treasure Sabre split empty Sabre! " The real climax kicked off. In the private room, Lynch opened his eyes that had been closed. His sharp eyes were like essence, flashing in the void, like illusory knife lights, which captured people's soul. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.