Fighting the Supreme Realm

"We are very lucky in this auction. The two world-class fighting skills that the team needs are very suitable." Xiao Yan's fingers rubbed the red sandalwood handrail, and he was very satisfied with this "Shadow Attack".

"Sister, what do you think the price of this fighting skill will be?" Xiao Yan asked Zhen Ni.

"Haha, my brother can also see that this fighting skill is not comparable to the ordinary junior fighting skills of the world? This fighting skill is obviously very suitable for assassination. It can play a role in restoring the situation or even turning the world around at critical moments, so the competition for this fighting skill It must be very intense, and the price will be far higher than expected." Zhen Ni paused for a moment, and then continued: "But after all, it's just the entry level, and the price shouldn't exceed 4.6 million."

Xiao Yan secretly admired Zhen Ni's accurate judgment. After all, he was the manager of the auction house. He even judged the highest price unequivocally, so he asked: "Then how much do you think I can bid?"

Xiao Yan's intention was obvious, to purchase satisfactory fighting skills for the core members. He did not want to bid in a tug-of-war, but directly bid at a reasonable price.

"The starting price is only 2.5 million, and now it has been called 3.5 million. My brother should just bid 4.2 million. With the shock caused by eating the Jingshen Gun before, no one will blindly increase the price again. "When it comes to auction bidding, Zhen Ni is really not that smart.

"Four, two million."

Xiao Yan bid.

There was a commotion in the auction hall, and everyone with the same bidding number as the person who took the photo of the Jingshen Gun burst into tears.

Is there such a thing as the bidding price? Add 700,000 at once? This is not how money is spent. In their minds, everyone unconsciously classified the VIP room that was being offered as a sign of a wealthy and extremely high-profile power.

As Zhen Ni expected, no one is willing to compete with a big force that treats money as money and is so flamboyant to compete for a world-level elementary fighting skill. What's more, the price of fighting skills is basically on point. "Shadow Attack" will not be released. As expected, he was photographed by Xiao Yan.

"Shadow Attack" was auctioned as expected, and Ziying laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.

"They are all five-star Dou Emperor and six-star Dou Emperor, and all have world-level fighting skills. There are probably not many such teams in the Dou Emperor Continent. Brother, your team is amazing and has unlimited potential." Qing Haoran congratulated him. Xiao Yan.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I'm just lucky."

"Haha, you can't do this just by luck." Qing Haoran said with a smile.

Qing Haoran's compliment made Xiao Yan a little embarrassed. Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and asked Qing Mu'er: "Mu'er, do you want to buy anything?"

"No, they are all juniors." Qing Muer pouted and shook her head at the communication device. Chapter 82: Bidding with the Soul Demon Clan (3) "Haha, okay." Xiao Yan smiled, looking forward to the fighting skills that would be auctioned next. Now everyone in the team has a world-level fighting skill, and the basic goal has been achieved. Next, it is time to see if there is a fighting skill suitable for him. Xiao Yan does not dare to have too much expectations for this, but his heart is still itchy, and his eyes are full of itching. The light came on.

"The auction of World Class Junior Fighting Skills has come to an end. So far, thirteen World Class Junior Fighting Skills have been auctioned, and now only the last five are left..." the auctioneer reminded everyone.

In fact, everyone knows that the purpose of this kind of reminder is very clear, which is to tell everyone: "There are not many good things left. If you haven't bought it yet, go ahead and bid." But even though you know it in your heart, your emotions will still be aroused.

"What? There are only five left?"

With this reminder from the auctioneer, everyone realized that over two-thirds of the World Class Junior Fighting Skills had been auctioned without knowing it. Thinking about it more carefully, it seemed that all thirteen of them had been auctioned off by the three VIP rooms upstairs. , although each family only has four, which may not seem like a lot, but there are only eighteen world-class primary fighting skills in total, and four in one family is an exaggeration.

"These three families are too ruthless and won't leave us a way to survive, it's his grandma's fault." Someone cursed.

"Isn't it amazing that I have money? If I knew who these three families were, I would never let him go." The person who said this is probably out of his mind. Doesn't the auction mean more money than anyone else's? What's more, how can he, a mere middle-class power, afford to offend a power that can enter the VIP room?

"If we don't fight, we really won't even be able to drink the soup." This is the thought of some more sensible people.

"Who are these three forces, that they are willing to invest so much money?" Many big forces are speculating on each other's origins and are secretly wary.

Although no one has yet suspected that the three houses are actually the same one. After all, I have never heard of an auction where one power rented three VIP rooms at the same time. However, many people secretly resented the three VIP rooms and glanced at them from time to time. There was a strong look of jealousy in his eyes upstairs...

"Now, the last five world-class primary fighting skills will appear one by one. Please seize the last opportunity."

Following the introduction of the auctioneer, everyone focused on the last few opportunities for world-level junior fighting skills and tried their best to grab them. The price had already exceeded the range of reason. The scene reached a real climax, and the crowd was loud. It seemed like even the ceiling was about to lift up, Xiao Yan and the others were secretly speechless.

At this time, in a seat in a hidden corner on the easternmost side, a man in black robes was shrouded in black clothes. It seemed that being with darkness was his true destination. He was raising his head and sweeping his eyes upstairs. When he accidentally fell on a vague figure, he was slightly startled, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Haha, what a coincidence..." The voice was very loud. Low, so low that no one but himself can hear...

"The price has reached 3.8 million." Xiao Yan looked at the quotation that jumped several times a second, bit his lip, his eyes became sharper, he slapped the armrest with his palm, and his voice became louder, "Don't say 3.8 million, even if it exceeds 4 million, we must take it all!”

"No problem." Zhen Ni and Qing Haoran assured at the same time.

It is estimated that there are not many forces in the entire Dou Emperor Continent that have such strength compared to Xiao Yanli. Even if they do, they would not be willing to invest so much in world-class primary fighting skills. Therefore, the final result was no surprise. All the remaining five world-class primary fighting skills fell into Xiao Yan's hands.

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