World Wide Martial Art

"Everyone, I won't go into details about the value of this inscription spirit pen. The auction will start now. The starting price is 80 million spirit stones, and the price will increase by 5 million each time. Let's set a small goal first, and go for 100 million. Si Tu"

Ren Tianxing waved his hand, and his eyes swept over all the inscription masters, and finally looked at Chi Di Yan casually.

"Haha, since it's a good thing, then my barbarian tribe must fight for it no matter what!"

Chi Di Yan immediately understood, laughed and said: "85 million!"

"Barbarians are only suitable for swinging hammers. Things that belong to my human inscription masters are also wanted. It's really a daydream. This lady offers 90 million!"

Gu Shiyun's eyebrows are like paintings, and her pair of phoenix eyes are full of arrogance. She flicked her feather sleeves and bid.

"95 million!"

On the tenth floor, several human race strongmen with stern expressions spoke, and their restrained breath was like a mouthful of ancient wells, making it difficult to figure out the truth.

"Are you competing with me? Let's see who's richer than me, 100 million!"

Giving Gu Shiyun a rather vulgar smile, Chi Diyan followed him.

For this treasure, he was fully confident that he could raise the price to an unprecedented level, and he would also make a lot of money from it.

"One hundred and five million..."

The short and strong man at Gongzi Yuan's position also joined the bidding team, and he naturally represented Gongzi Yuan.

As the price continued to rise, the number of participants not only did not decrease, but increased. The group of people argued fiercely, and there was a tendency to fight in groups if they disagreed.

In a blink of an eye, the auction price of the Purple Ash Spirit Pen was raised by more than 300 million.

In comparison, the previous auctions seemed like children playing house.

"They both obviously need this spirit pen very much, right?" Sitting on the chair with a calm face, Ye Feng glanced at Gongzi Yuan and Gu Zhanqing. One of them came from an inscription family, and the other was a famous rising star of Tianyuan Sect. They should not lack inscription spirit pens. But in terms of grade and effectiveness, the Purple Ash Spirit Pen obviously far exceeds the ordinary second- or third-grade spirit pens, which makes Gongzi Yuan and Gu Zhanqing excited. In less than an incense stick of time, the price has been raised to 500 million, and people below the tenth level have basically withdrawn from the bidding. The rest are either those inscription masters or several major forces. 500 million spirit stones, even for some third- or fourth-grade sects and families, are not a small amount that can be squandered. Listening to the rising numbers, the cheers from all sides became louder and louder. Although they could not personally participate in this luxurious auction, being able to witness such a scene was also... worth the trip. "Five hundred and ten million..."

Another human warrior on the tenth floor opened his mouth to bid, but he could already hear his hesitation in his voice.

The other people also began to hesitate.

The value of the Purple Ash Spiritual Pen is definitely more than this number.

But they only had about five hundred and six hundred million spirit stones in their pockets. First, they were not enough to fight for this thing. Second, if they spent all their spirit stones to buy this spirit pen that was of little use to ordinary warriors, what would they use to buy something good next?

At this point, only a few people responded.

Of course, some knowledgeable people like the Great Eagle King should also know that although the spirit pen is good, it is a hot potato, so they did not bid from the beginning.

"Hehe, it seems that this treasure...still belongs to my Barbarians! Five hundred and twenty-one and fifteen million!"

With his eyes rolling, Chi Di Yan fanned the atmosphere in the field and shouted loudly.

Everyone in the auction hall quickly turned their eyes to Gongzi Yuan and Gu Zhanqing. From beginning to end, only the two of them did not show any intention of stopping.

As expected, the short and strong man and Gu Shiyun, the two mouthpieces, quickly followed up.

When the price was raised to 700 million, apart from Gongzi Yuan and the other two, only the last human inscription master was still bidding.

"The wealth of the inscription master is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary people..."

The soaring figures made Ye Feng a little excited. More than 700 million spirit stones... For ordinary warriors, even those in the middle and late stages of the king realm, it is almost an astronomical figure.

However, in the eyes of the inscription masters, it is obviously not enough for them to spend all.

"This thing... won't be auctioned for more than 1 billion?"

While watching, Ye Feng also had some concerns.

Although he had a huge sum of 1.5 billion, those spirit stones could not be used to squander on a spirit pen. In addition to buying materials, more of them had to be used to strengthen the Sweeping Sect.

The martial arts, elixirs, etc. needed for daily life are equivalent to a beast that devours money.

"Junior brother, you are a full man who does not know the hunger of a hungry man. It is true that Gongzi Yuan and Gu Zhanqing are powerful in inscriptions, but they have many followers and more people to feed, and the expenses are unimaginable."

"Don't worry, the bidding... will probably stop soon."

Yuan Ningzhen patted Ye Feng's shoulder like a little adult, and said in a mature manner.

"How do you know so much?"

Ye Feng looked at Yuan Ningzhen half-believingly and half-doubtingly, and then he turned his eyes back to the auction table.

Sure enough, what Yuan Ningzhen said was true. When Gu Shiyun called out 760 million, the last human inscription master and Gongzi Yuan withdrew from bidding.

From the faces of the two people, a trace of helplessness and dissatisfaction can be clearly seen.

Unfortunately, 760 million is obviously the limit for most people.

Chi Diyan, who has been acting as a stir-up in the middle, is also hesitating. The price basically meets the expectations of the auction, but he has not played any role in this round.

As a result, the commissions he earned were almost gone.

This made him very unwilling.

However, he also had to make a consideration. If... this deal fell into his hands, he might be sprayed to death by the senior management of the Blood Auction House.

Trust... is not that easy to do.

"Seven hundred and sixty million times!"

"Seven hundred and sixty-five million..."

Just when he was still conflicting, a slightly lazy voice suddenly came from the fifth floor.

In an instant, countless eyes focused on Ye Feng again, and the forces from the upper levels also looked sideways at the fifth floor.

"It's that kid again..."

"Damn it, whoever says he's not a trustworthy person, I'll cut off his head..."

"It's too much. The Bloody Auction House is really too much."

"Let's see if that guy from the Gu family can follow... After all, this is the fourteenth most precious treasure on the list of inscription instruments. If it provokes a fight between inscription masters and holy masters, it could cost billions..."

"..."

Voices of discussion echoed in the hall, many people cursed, and many people were very curious to find out whether Gu Xianqing would continue.

On the other hand... Chi Diyan, who was originally in a state of hesitation, suddenly revealed a light of excitement in his eyes, looking at Ye Feng like a hungry wolf seeing a little sheep.

Because only he knows clearly that the kid on the fifth floor is not a trustee at all.

This guy bids again, and puts it in the last round. Obviously... he is determined to win.

People who are stupid, have a lot of money, and love to show off, this kind of person... He has seen too many people at auctions, and the two previous failures in his hands are the best proof.

Hahaha... In this case, if you don't kill him severely, how long will it take?