Fighting the Supreme Realm

"Master Xiao, what do you think?" Le Shaolong asked Xiao Yan softly.

"What Shaolong said makes sense, but I lost my mind." Le Shaolong's words made Xiao Yan realize.

Xiao Yan was not an ignorant person. Once it was pointed out, he immediately understood.

Xiao Zhan's slightly cold face softened after hearing this. Xiao Zhan felt inferior to Le Shaolong in fighting these things in the shopping mall.

Ziying's slender eyelashes couldn't help but blink slightly, and she nodded slightly. Along with Nan Erming and Feng Feng, they all cast admiring glances at Le Shaolong.

"I will convey this intention to Brother Qing and Zhen Ni." Xiao Yan said and turned on the communication device.

In the Demon Emperor's VIP room, Qing Haoran was playing with the ceramic baubles in his hands. Hearing the news from Xiao Yan, his eyes moved slightly and looked towards the VIP room where Xiao Yan was. He was overjoyed: "My brother is getting better and better. When you are mature, those who control the overall situation should have this vision.”

Qing Muer was a little confused and seemed a little absent-minded.

But Zhen Ni, sitting alone in the VIP room, smiled slightly and said to herself: "This should be Shaolong's suggestion. My brother is really lucky to have Shaolong as his assistant."

At this time, the auction for high-level Yi-level fighting skills has begun.

"Yi-level high-level fighting skills, batches of ten, start bidding." The auction of Yi-level high-level fighting skills has reduced the number of each batch of fighting skills, but it has aroused greater enthusiasm in the venue. Small quantity means treasure, this principle Everyone understands.

Although the starting price was 700,000 yuan per unit, it had already risen to 900,000 yuan as soon as the auctioneer finished speaking. The speed was so fast and the bidding was so fierce that Xiao Yan could not help but frown slightly, but he pressed lightly with his finger without hesitation. Go down.

"One million and one hundred thousand."

Under the names of the ten fighting skills on the crystal screen, ten 1.1 million appeared simultaneously, and the same number appeared simultaneously. Obviously, the bidder was the same person.

This shocked all the forces present! This is too crazy. Ten of them were bid at the same time and the prices were increased at the same time. It seemed that they were determined to win.

Although all the forces were speculating on which force this bidder was and how heroic he was, they were not slow to act, and the price on the crystal screen lit up again.

However, unlike Xiao Yan, the medium and large forces bidding have been in the Dou Di Continent for a long time and have a lot of resources. They are relatively selective in the purchase of fighting skills and choose the right ones to bid.

Looking at the slightly increased price on the screen, Xiao Yan sighed inwardly. Originally, the high-level Yi-level fighting skills were about one million, but due to competition, the price was still driven up.

"Already 1.2 million?"

Xiao Yan murmured, but without hesitation once again quoted a price that shocked the entire audience.

The ten bright red "1.5 million" displayed again on the big screen were like an invisible big hand squeezing the hearts of everyone present, making people feel as if they were about to suffocate.

It can be said that 1.2 million is already close to the upper limit of the price for high-level Yi-level fighting skills, but the guy just now offered another 1.5 million price, and it's still the same, with ten units bidding at the same time, this... ....It's just crazy.

"Isn't this guy so rich that he doesn't know how to spend it? He's simply crazy!" everyone thought.

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