Violent Martial Soul System

"Then shut up, I belong to the Zhao family, I don't think anyone dares to meddle in other people's business?" The strong man's words immediately stunned the people around him.

Although he is only a second-grade holy spirit, he is from the Zhao family in Xianbao City, and he cannot be provoked by the people around him.

In Xianbao City, the Zhao family is one of the three major families, and almost all the weapons shops in Xianbao City belong to the Zhao family.

If one were to rank the powers in Xianbao City, the Wang family of the city lord's mansion would be the first, the Zhao family would be the second, and the Lin family would be the third.

Then, those two people retreated back into the crowd silently, watching the short middle-aged man soaring blood.

"Papa papa!"

The strong man slapped the short middle-aged man three times before throwing the latter to the ground, looking at the bruised and swollen face, he couldn't help saying, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life, get out! "

Hearing this, the short middle-aged man quickly got out of the crowd without wiping the blood off his face.

The onlookers secretly scolded the brawny man for using the background of the Zhao family as a minion.

At this moment, there was a sudden scream.

"My dry and accepting things ring is gone!"

This scream fell into everyone's ears. After hearing it, everyone didn't turn their heads away immediately, but touched their fingers subconsciously.

"Ah, where is my Nawu ring?"

"Impossible, my Nawu ring never leaves my body, why is it gone?"

"Damn it, who stole it?"

Shouts continued to be heard, and all the Nawu rings of the onlookers were stolen without exception, and the crowd erupted immediately.

"Hahaha, you fools, I just said that he is a thief, my world"

Before the strong man finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something was wrong. He saw that his hands were empty.

The Nawu ring in his hand is gone!

"Bastard, that person just now must have been a bait, gathered us here, and then combined with his accomplices to take the opportunity to steal the ring of storage!"

"Damn thing,

Who saw where he went? "

"Chasing, that's all my wealth, I must find it!"

Hearing the roar of a group of people in front of him, Zhao Feng shook his head dumbfounded.

This gang of thieves is very sharp to be able to steal so many people's Nawu rings silently under the watchful eyes of everyone.

At the moment, he also subconsciously swept his hand, only to find that the ring of holding objects on his hand had also disappeared.

"What, mine is gone?"

Zhao Feng was shocked.

However, he is only a second-rank saint now, and his realm is low. Even the masters of the second-grade Holy Spirit had their Nawu Ring stolen, and it was normal for him not to find out.

"Forget it, anyway, the ring of holding things is just a decoration!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng shook his head. Instead of feeling angry, he gloated a little.

The group of people began to discuss countermeasures, but no one noticed the whereabouts of the short middle-aged man, so they could only organize and report to the City Lord's Mansion to arrest the short middle-aged man.

This was just a small episode, and it did not harm Zhao Feng's interests, so Zhao Feng didn't bother to go back in time to see who stole his and these people's things.

Then, he left directly, and then came to the gate of Xianbao Paixing.

"It just so happens that tomorrow is the annual quota auction, I'll come and see it then"

Zhao Feng thought to himself.

However, to enter the auction, you need a ticket.

Although the ticket is not expensive, even a high-ranking saint may not be able to afford it.

What's more, those who want to enter Xianbao Mountain to search for treasures are at least in the realm of the Holy Spirit. It is impossible for you, a great sage, to compete with them for a spot.

If you miss this auction, you will have to wait another year, after all, Xianbao Mountain only opens once a year.

Zhao Feng went for an auction ticket, and then left.

The waiter in the auction house was also a little surprised. Zhao Feng was only a second-rank saint, but he was able to get a ticket. Could it be that he is a child of some big family?

Soon, a day passed.

The next day, Zhao Feng came to the auction and entered directly.

What he bought was just an ordinary ticket, which was one of the 10,000 lower-level seats in the auction, and on top of that, there were intermediate and upper-level seats and boxes of various levels.

The audience entered the arena one after another, and the seats were quickly filled. Zhao Feng couldn't help but sigh, the money is really good, and the tickets alone can make a lot of money.

However, the lord of Xianbao City is very powerful. In his eyes, the money may be a drop in the bucket.

"The filming will begin!"

The treasures that were photographed were nothing more than holy artifacts, martial arts, treasures of heaven and earth, etc., so Zhao Feng had no interest in these things.

Many people were just like Zhao Feng, watching quietly there, they were just here to learn more.

After about half a day.

"Okay, I think everyone can't wait any longer, so let's start shooting for the Xianbaoshan quota!"

An old man suddenly stepped onto the stage.

As soon as this remark came out, the entire auction field was boiling. Is it finally time to start bidding for the Xianbaoshan quota?

"As usual, the first round of 50 places, the starting price is 1 million holy stones, and each increase must not be less than 10,000 holy stones!"

"Start shooting!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, someone raised the price immediately.

"1500000!"

Only the Zhao family, one of the three major families in Xianbao City, raised the price by half in an instant.

Fifty places were bought at a price of 1.5 million, which is equivalent to 30,000 holy stones for one place, which is considered a normal price.

In the past, most of them were at this price.

"Okay, let's start the second round of auctions, forty places, starting price 800,000"

"Old Wang, don't say so much, 1.2 million!"

An old voice came from a treasure chest, it was the representative of the Lin family, one of the three major families in Xianbao City.

The unit price is also 30,000 holy stones, which is about the same as the Wang family.

The previous auction also formed such a practice that the first two were for the Zhao family and the Lin family.

Although there are many foreign forces, they have heard the saying that the strong dragon does not suppress the local snake.

Then next, there will be 30 places, 20 places, and 10 places.

The first two are priced at about 30,000 yuan, but the price of the latter ones has soared to 35,000, 40,000, or even 50,000.

One quota, 50,000 holy stones, even a second-grade holy spirit is not so easy to get out.

However, if Zhao Feng got together, he could still take it out.

At that moment, Zhao Feng began to bid up the price with his placards, and finally won a seat in Xianbao Mountain at the price of 53,000 holy stones.

This quota is just an admission token, after Zhao Feng took a picture, he got it on the spot.