Douluo: Start with a Tom Cat

"Try it yourself!"

An angry voice sounded, accompanied by an unparalleled sword energy.

Shen An, the top henchman under Emperor Tang Tian, ​​came up.

This terrifying sword intent made everyone who blocked Tom feel like a sword was at their throat, and they would be beheaded by a sword if they were not careful.

The host and the three big men were sweating profusely. Isn't it that you are so stubborn? This is the Tiandou Auction House, and you dare to make trouble.

The eyes of everyone present were attracted to it. How strange.

When they saw that it was a handsome young man, everyone in the field couldn't help but sigh, young and ignorant.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Shen An with interest. It was interesting. What did this kid want to do? Did he want to take Catwoman back? In this case, Rongrong would cry to death.

Grand Master Ning thought with a bad taste.

However, no matter what Shen An's purpose was, he would protect Shen An.

There were not many people who dared to mess with the Tiandou Auction House, and he happened to be one of them.

On the other hand, Chen Xin, who looked like an ordinary old man, was eager to try.

His mentor Tom was about to be bullied, so he must do his best to help him.

Chen Xin, the number one henchman under Emperor Tang Tian, ​​was eager to try.

Just as Shen An was scolding and emitting sword energy, a large number of soul masters came out and looked at Shen An with a covetous look.

The host, who was originally sweating profusely, suddenly became straight.

"Tiandou Auction House has always been based on the principle of making money through harmony, and is unwilling to easily provoke VIPs, but this does not mean that we are afraid of trouble."

"Dear guest, please return to your seat, I can forgive you for the past." The host said proudly.

But as he spoke, he felt something was wrong. Why did the sword intent become more turbulent?

Another young man stood up, "What if we don't retreat?"

The host was sweating profusely. Although Xue Qinghe was wearing a mask, the mask was useless. Sometimes you don't just look at a person's face.

For such a person, let alone showing his face, he could recognize him even if he turned into ashes.

"Dear guest, you are joking. Tiandou Auction House has its own rules. If you like, you can go through the normal process of auction." A soul saint hiding behind the scenes came out.

His powerful cultivation was clearly revealed, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, without any intention of bowing his head.

"Oh, but what if I don't want to go through the normal process?" Xue Qinghe said lightly.

Shen An and Tom clearly wanted to save Catwoman, so of course she chose to pamper them.

Ning Fengzhi was even more interested. Her always steady student actually looked like he was standing up for Shen An.

The soul saint at the auction narrowed his eyes and cursed in his heart. He had never seen you like this when auctioning female slaves before. What are you crazy about today?

To be fair, the forces behind the Tiandou Auction united, not to mention the prince Xue Qinghe, even the Emperor Xue Ye would not be afraid.

But is it worth offending Xue Qinghe for a mere catwoman?

Just as the auction soul sage was hesitating, an overbearing voice came.

"Qinghe, as your uncle, I should be on your side, but the auction is operating normally, but you intervened."

"Besides, it's for a cat woman, this will inevitably lose our royal face."

Xue Xing, who was also in the red VIP area, said unceremoniously.

Xue Xing was overjoyed at this moment. Xue Qinghe actually wanted to confront Tiandou Auction for a cat woman.

At this time, he spoke out for justice, and the forces behind the auction must favor Xue Avalanche.

In this way, Xue Qinghe was weakened, and Xue Avalanche gained more support from nobles. No matter how you calculate it, it is a sure win.

The auction soul sage suddenly laughed. Xue Xing appeared at the right time.

"This, Your Highness, you have also seen it. What your uncle said is unreasonable. Otherwise, you should go back and do things according to the rules to avoid insulting the royal family."

Xue Qinghe's face sank. If Xue Xing, this jumping clown, hadn't she not wanted to kill more people, the Spirit Hall would have killed Xue Beng and him long ago.

Tom was furious when he saw so many people coming to stop him. He looked at Shen An for help.

Shen An smiled and said, "Go, Tom, rescue her. I want to see who dares to stop us today."

Shen An would naturally not stop Tom from doing anything. He would only choose to pamper him silently.

Shen An stared at the Soul Saint without fear. He was already a Soul Sect. After taking the strength potion, he could not say that he would definitely win, but at least he could compete with him.

The Soul Saint narrowed his eyes, and the seven soul rings rose together. Shen An, a mere Soul Venerable dared to despise my existence.

Prince, cat, young man

This soul sage easily guessed Shen An's identity.

The so-called fame is to let more people know Shen An. This soul sage who is in a high position and has great power is naturally familiar with his characteristics.

'Xue Qinghe is a prince and is not easy to mess with. Shen An is very famous. If bullying him will damage the reputation of Tiandou Auction, then use this cat to establish authority. '

'Show these two some color. If they don't know how to advance and retreat, for the face of Tiandou Auction, I will never retreat. '

In a blink of an eye, the auction house soul sage has confirmed the method of action. The third soul ring suddenly lights up, and the broad palm slaps Tom fiercely.

Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed. Those who hit her in front of her don't take her seriously.

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly said, "Uncle Jian."

Chen Xin smiled indifferently and was ready to stop him, but soon he smiled strangely.

A ray of green light suddenly appeared, and the soul saint of the auction house felt a sense of danger from it.

But after he has cultivated to Soul Saint, how can he stop because of the ridiculous sense of danger? What's more, he is not the only Soul Saint in today's auction.

During this auction of treasures such as soul bones, a Contra and several Soul Saints were hidden in the auction house to prevent accidents from happening.

A big hand condensed with soul power exuded terrifying power and struck at Tom, and the rich green light cut him into pieces.

As a Soul Sect, Shen An, who has obtained a 50,000-year soul ring, is several times stronger than his previous self. Before, he could deal with the Soul Sage for a long time just by relying on five times the speed.

Now it's just a move of the third soul skill. It's so easy. If the opponent doesn't use the martial soul's true body, Shen An even has the confidence to kill him with the sword.

Seeing that his third soul skill was cut open by Shen An with a sword, the expression of the Soul Saint in the auction house changed drastically. It was simply unbelievable that a mere Soul Master could have such power.

When Tom saw this, he ran all the way to open the cage. The cage was already locked, but this was not difficult for Tom at all.

Tom stretched out his cat's paw, and a sharp claw popped out. Tom expertly reached into the lock. Soon, there was a soft sound, and the lock was opened.

Catwoman looked at Tom with timid eyes, and suddenly a light bloomed, and she seemed to see her savior.

At this time, several powerful eyes fell on Tom. This was the strong man lurking in the dark at the auction house.

Now it is no longer a matter of Cat or Catwoman, but a matter of face at the big auction house.

If we give in this time, what about next time, will someone make trouble like this? Then how can the auction house do business?

An old voice came out, "That's enough, let's end this farce!"

An old man walked out, with eight soul rings shining brightly. Several powerful men also appeared around him, and the aura of each one was not inferior to that of the Soul Saint.

"Your Highness, please leave with your people and cats, otherwise there will inevitably be some twists and turns in the battle for the throne of the Tiandou royal family."

The old man said lightly, his tone full of threats.

Xue Xing was instantly overjoyed, the excitement came too suddenly.

The underlying meaning of these words is not that Xue Qinghe will not give face to the auction house if he continues to make trouble. They don't mind not giving Xue Qinghe face, and it is not impossible to support Xue Beng by the way.

Xue Qinghe smiled, and there was an indescribable chill beneath the smile, which even made the old Contra man feel faintly uneasy.

What's going on? She is just a prince. Now that the Tiandou royal family is in decline, I have nothing to be afraid of. The old man thought secretly.

Xue Qinghe looked at the old man with disdain. Did he really think that she relied on power struggles to get to where she is today?

That's right, she, Xue Qinghe, was able to achieve her current status only by relying on the masters of Wuhun Palace to physically eliminate all enemies that stood in her way.

Before Xue Qinghe made any move, a soft voice came.

"Oh? Let there be some twists and turns in the battle for the throne. Qinghe is my student. How do you let me, a teacher, handle myself like this?"

The old man's face froze when he heard this voice. How could he not recognize the owner of the voice?

The owner of this voice is someone that Tiandou Auction House cannot afford to offend, the world-famous leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi.

A large amount of cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead. He lowered his head and said respectfully, "I'm here to pay my respects to Sect Leader Ning. I just made a slip of the tongue. I have no intention of dictating the throne of Tiandou."

"Everything today is the fault of the big auction house. We are willing to bear all the consequences. Catwoman can take her away at will." After seeing the indifferent old man Ning Fengzhi narrated, the Contra knelt down faster.

You can talk about face with Xue Qinghe, but if you dare to talk about face with Ning Fengzhi, the Tiandou Auction House will probably be razed to the ground that night.

Ning Fengzhi did not answer, but looked at Xue Qinghe and Shen An: "How about it, do you accept this apology?"

Xue Qinghe also turned to look at Shen An. She was standing up for Shen An, so everything must be based on Shen An's wishes.

Shen An smiled brightly, knowing that this was treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.

Although a Catwoman was saved today, as long as the Tiandou Auction House is still there, the next Catwoman, Leopard Girl, and Rabbit Girl will still be auctioned in the future.

However, no matter how much he does, he can't save the poor people in the world, so let's start helping the people in front of us.

Moreover, Catwoman was discovered because of the riots in the Star Forest. Indirectly speaking, if Tom hadn't played with those two spirit beasts, Catwoman might still be living a good life now.

"Okay, I'll take Catwoman away, and today's events can be forgotten." Shen An replied.

The old man Contra was overjoyed, then the matter would be settled today.

But there was one person who was not satisfied. Chen Xin said indifferently at this moment, "Put aside the Catwoman matter for now. You dared to take action against Tom just now. We need to settle this matter properly."

Ma Zai Chenxin, the number one subordinate under Emperor Tang Tiandi, requested to fight.

The old man Contra's expression froze, "Who is Tom?"

Tom called out at the right time and pointed at himself proudly with his hand. He liked these people who helped Meow stand out the most.

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know how Your Majesty Sword Douluo wants to deal with this."

Chen Xin said calmly: "It's very simple. He just made a move against Tom, and now I will make a move against him. After one move, let bygones be bygones."

The soul saint's face turned green. The gap between a titled Douluo and a non-titled Douluo is huge. If he were to take a move, wouldn't it cost him his life?

His eyes were full of pleading, and he looked sideways at the old man.

The old man was also hesitant. This was a Soul Saint, an absolute top-level expert.

“You have no right to refuse.”

“Your Majesty Sword Douluo, please make your move. We accept the punishment.” The old man slid to his knees again, very decisively.