Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Seventh

There was a strange silence in the auction venue, and the warriors in the venue were stunned when they heard the sudden bidding.

"That's the box where Hu Yitian was, but the bidder doesn't seem to be Hu Yidao."

"Whoever it is, he has completely offended Wan Feng of the Thunder Gun!"

"That's right, just now Wan Feng lost the 'Turning Wind Technique' with the bid of '62.5 million taels'. Now he has made this bid again, making it clear that Wan Feng is not in his eyes."

"I'm really curious, who has such courage. They don't even put the four new heroes of the previous session in their eyes!"

"Hey, no matter who it is, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat. Wan Feng is notoriously ruthless! Last time, a student from Ziyang College made a rude remark to him and was beaten to death by him directly!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Luo Feng's bidding caused the warriors in the arena to exclaim in amazement.

In the box, Hu Yitian was also taken aback.

"Luo Feng, you really want to buy this 'Tian Beng Fist'!"

Luo Feng nodded.

Hu Yitian frowned and said, "Don't blame me for talking, do you really have so much money on you?"

There was also a hint of doubt in the beautiful eyes of Bing Ruolan who was sitting next to him.

Luo Feng smiled lightly: "Not now, but there will be soon."

Neither of them understood the meaning of Luo Feng's words, but seeing Luo Feng's confident expression, they did not ask any further questions.

The sudden bidding sound made Wan Feng, who thought that the secret book was already in his pocket, turned ashen.

When he went out today, he probably didn't check the almanac, and everything went wrong.

Huanfeng Tianyunwu didn't get it, and the secret technique 'Wind Soaring Technique' also fell into Ji Wu's hands. Now even the Tianbeng Fist that he saw in his hand was also taken away by someone, which made him feel crazy. , can't wait to rush directly into the box next to him and kill the person who dares to compete with him for 'Tian Beng Fist'.

"Wan Feng, this person is Luo Feng from Ziyang Academy!"

Gu Yufeng has been brooding about what happened yesterday. Seeing Wan Feng's gloomy face at this moment, he knew that the other party was really angry, and he did not forget to fan the flames.

"Ziyang Academy! Luo Feng!"

Wan Feng's face was gloomy and frightened,

His eyes turned to the wall next to him, and a look of grimness appeared on his face.

"Okay! Sixty-two million five hundred thousand taels! This is the second time this price has appeared today, who else has increased the price?

Things took a turn for the worse, and the woman in red was also very excited, followed by a numb voice, hoping to break today's record.

Unfortunately, after waiting for a while, no one continued to increase the price.

62.5 million taels, this price is too high. Even for the six major families, it is not easy to come up with so much money all at once.

Seeing that no one continued to bid, the woman in red was slightly rosy and announced the end of the auction.

The beautiful maid sent the secret book of 'Tian Beng Fist' to the box where Luo Feng was.

"Master, the total is 62.5 million taels."

The beautiful maid placed the gold inlaid jade plate on the table and looked at Luo Feng with a hint of curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

The young man in front of her is not one of the six major families, but she can spend 60,000,000 taels to buy martial arts cheats, which makes her feel a little unbelievable.

Luo Feng didn't reach out to get the secret book, but said, "Please wait a moment."

The welcoming maid politely stood aside, she was not worried that Luo Feng would not pay the money, Nanfeng Auction House could stand for so many years, and it had its own means of self-protection.

After a while, some hurried footsteps came from outside, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe pushed the door and entered.

"Master Nan!"

When the beautiful maid saw the middle-aged man in brocade clothes, her expression showed respect.

The middle-aged man in golden robe nodded, looked at Luo Feng, and introduced himself: "I'm Nan Quanfeng, the person in charge of Nanfeng Auction House. I heard that you want to sell Huang-level superb martial arts secrets?"

The middle-aged man looked genial, but there was always a strong aura around him that was not angry and arrogant, and his slow voice gave people an invisible pressure.

Spirit vortex realm powerhouse!

Luo Feng looked at the middle-aged man in Jinyi, his heart trembled, and his surprise passed away in an instant, and said calmly, "Not bad."

As soon as these words came out, Hu Yitian, who was beside him, took a breath of cold air.

Although the Hu family had six major clans, there were only three volumes of Huang-level superb martial arts cheats in the entire clan. He was really taken aback when he heard that Luo Feng was going to sell Huang-level superb martial arts secrets.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the middle-aged man in Jinyi, and it was rare to see someone so calm in front of him.

The expression on his face eased a little, and the middle-aged man in Jinyi smiled and said, "Can you let me have a look first?"

Nodding his head, Luo Feng took out the Zongyun sword technique from Li Yuanhao and handed it to the man in brocade.

"This is the vertical cloud swordsmanship, a yellow-level masterpiece. It can make the seventh-level Tibetan elite warriors display their sword energy!"

"Let the seven-layered treasure warriors use their sword energy!"

The pupils of the middle-aged Jinyi shrank, and there was a trace of waves in the calm and unwavering eyes just now, and his eyes fell on the secret book in his hand.

After reading the introduction of the secret manual, the middle-aged man in Jinyi was sure that Luo Feng was telling the truth, and asked, "How much money do you want?"

"Forty million taels!" Luo Feng said directly.

He has more than 20 million taels of silver on him, and the difference between buying the ‘Tian Beng Fist’ is exactly 40 million taels.

Hearing Luo Feng's offer, the middle-aged man in Jinyi frowned.

This book of Zongyun Swordsmanship can allow seven-level Tibetan elite warriors to display sword energy. It is indeed rare, but the price of 40 million taels is still a bit high.

Looking back at the secret book, the middle-aged man in Jinyi looked at Luo Feng and asked, "Can you tell me your name?"

Although Luo Feng felt a little strange in his heart, he did not hide it and said directly, "Student of Ziyang Academy, Luo Feng."

The middle-aged man in Jinyi's eyes lit up slightly: "You are Luo Feng who defeated Duanmuyu and tied with Ziyuan, one of the four new heroes?"

Luo Feng touched his nose, "Not bad."

After receiving a positive answer, a hint of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He did not expect that someone who could tie with Zi Yuan, who is one of the four new heroes, would be so young.

"Hehe, it's really a hero out of a boy!"

The middle-aged man in Jinyi laughed loudly, clapped the Zongyun swordsmanship secret book in his hand, looked at Luo Feng and said, "I can buy this secret book for 40 million taels. However, there is one condition."

Hearing this, Luo Feng's eyes lit up and asked, "What are the conditions?"

The price of Huanfeng Tianyunwu is only 31 million, and he estimates that the value of Zhongzongyun swordsmanship is about 35 million.

Luo Feng originally planned to just give it a try, but he didn't expect the other party to actually agree to the offer of 40 million taels.

For some reason, Luo Feng was not willing to spend Bing Ruolan's money.

The middle-aged man in Jinyi smiled and said, "If you get any treasure next time and need to auction it, you must choose to cooperate with our Nanfeng Auction House."

Luo Feng nodded when he heard the words: "A word is settled!"

The middle-aged man in Jinyi nodded and took out a stack of golden tickets, "This is forty million taels."

Luo Feng took out the golden ticket from the storage ring and paid off the money for the 'Tian Beng Fist'.

After the middle-aged man in brocade and the beautiful maid went out, Hu Yitian patted Luo Feng on the shoulder: "Luo Feng, you are so secretive, you actually have a secret book of yellow-ranked gems on your body!"

Luo Feng smiled lightly, "Once I was lucky in a mission, I got it from a strongman in the world."

Hu Yitian looked envious: "Why did I not have such good luck."

Bing Ruolan sat aside and looked at Luo Feng quietly. When she saw the secret book of Zongyun swordsmanship, she had already guessed the origin of this secret book in her heart.

At this point, the auction ended successfully, and everyone in the venue filed out.

"Let's go too" Luo Feng stood up and said.

Hu Yitian nodded and successfully bought the Bigang Pill. He was in a very good mood at the moment, and he wished to go back and take the pill to break through the realm.

Opening the box door, several people walked out to the exit.

"Luo Feng, do you want to go to Cold Cloud Valley with us? I told my father about you last time, and he always wanted to see you." Hu Yitian suddenly asked when he reached the exit.

Luo Feng shook his head Su: "I'm afraid not. It's been nearly a month since Ruo Lan and I left the academy, and this month's academy tasks haven't been completed yet."

After becoming a Neimen Academy, you must complete an academy task every month, even if you are a student of the Qianlong List, otherwise you will be punished.

"Since this is the case, I will not force it. After I take Bigang Pill to break through the realm, next time we meet, we must have a good discussion!" Hu Yitian laughed.

"I am looking forward too."

The two were talking when Luo Feng suddenly felt a cold aura coming from behind him. Looking back, two figures were striding forward.

The young man on the left is Gu Yufeng; the young man beside him is wearing a purple suit, holding a three-fingered silver spear in his hand.

"You are Luo Feng from Ziyang Academy?"

The two stopped in front of Luo Feng, the purple-clothed youth with a spear looked at Luo Feng with cold eyes.

Luo Feng felt the chill in the other party's tone, frowned slightly, and nodded: "Not bad. Is there something wrong?"

"Humph! You fought me for 'Tian Beng Fist' just now, and you don't know me so soon?"

Gu Yufeng stood by the side with a sinister smile and said, "Luo Feng, if you hadn't deliberately blocked it just now, that book of 'Tian Beng Fist' should have belonged to Wan Feng. It's too late for you to pretend to be here now, isn't it?"

Luo Feng's eyes turned cold, and Gu Yufeng was swept away by him, only to feel that his whole body was enveloped in a coldness, and he took a step back in fright.

Luo Feng ignored Gu Yufeng, looked at the boy in purple and said, "So you are Wan Feng, the 'Thunder Gun'. It's all based on your ability at the auction. You didn't compete. It seems that no one is to blame."

"Good one depends on your ability! Look, I'm going to experience your ability today!"

Wan Feng's eyes turned cold. He missed several times today, and his heart was full of anger. Seeing that Luo Feng clearly didn't put himself in his eyes, he immediately became furious.

hum!

The surrounding air trembled slightly, Wan Feng's shoulders shook, and the palm of his hand brought a gust of wind, forming a phantom of a giant python that enveloped Luo Feng's body.

"Be careful! This is Wanluo Academy's Coiled Snake Palm!"

Wan Feng started without warning, Hu Yitian was shocked and reminded.