Chapter 54: Crazy Again
"I can't use it, Huwa can use it!" After speaking, Ye Chen looked down again.
Compared with the several mysterious arts auctioned before, this Tiangang Stick Formation was obviously neglected. Long after Yangge said it, no one has made any bids.
On the stage, Yang Ge frowned slightly when he saw that no one was bidding below him.
"The stick method is difficult to repair, and it is useless to ask for it." Most of them held up tea cups and did not interrupt their participation in the auction of the Tiangang stick formation.
"If it is the profound art of the sword, you can also consider it."
"This is a partial door, no one should want it!"
Listening to the discussion below, Ye Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least there were many fewer competitors.
"No one wants it?" Yang Ge glanced around at the bottom, and finally couldn't help but ask.
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Seeing this, the old man of Yangge felt embarrassed even though he was mentally prepared.
"Since no one wants it, then this stick technique will be aborted. We..."
"I want it, I want it." Before Yangge had finished speaking, Ye Chen hurriedly raised the sign, "Senior, 31,000 spirit stones, I want the Tiangang stick formation."
Huh?
Ye Chen's voice attracted a few people's attention, and the people who came to participate in the auction secretly, really have practiced the mystery of sticks.
Not to mention, after Ye Chen made his bid, no one at the scene raised a placard to bid.
Seeing this, the old man of Yangge rubbed his eyebrows secretly, and then raised his arm holding the hammer, about to knock it down.
However, before he could fall, an untimely voice resounded from the private room of Zhengyang Sect on the second floor, "Forty thousand, my Zhengyang Sect has accepted it."
In the corner, listening to Wu Changqing's lofty words, Ye Chen glanced coldly at the private room on the second floor, "Wu Changqing, it's you again, you didn't want it when no one took it before, but now that I took it, you ran out to grab it again. "
"Forty thousand, is anyone still raising the price? If no one adds..."
"One hundred thousand." Before Yangge could finish his words, Ye Chen in the corner interrupted him again, and mentioned the price of one hundred thousand spirit stones in one breath.
"Someone else grabbed something from Wu Changqing?" There was a sudden voice below.
"It can't be the kid from yesterday!"
"I don't think so. Yesterday that person wore a ghost mask, and today this one is wearing a wolf mask."
Looking at the private room on the second floor, Wu Changqing's face darkened again.
Yesterday, he held the strength of the Zhengyang Sect and went to bid for the iron rod in a playful way, but he never thought that he would be pressed down by 500,000 people, and his face and the face of the Zhengyang Sect were all thrown away by him.
Today, someone robbed him of something, and he couldn't help but burn with anger. Although he wanted the gangster array to be useless that day, he couldn't tolerate others offending his majesty.
"150,000." Thinking like this, Wu Changqing couldn't help but sternly.
"200,000." As soon as his voice fell, Ye Chen in the corner responded.
"Boy, you can't do it!" Xiong Er tugged at the corner of Ye Chen's clothes, and the other hand did not forget to cover his crotch. He could see that Ye Chen would borrow spirit from him next. stone.
"300,000 spirit stones are ready." Ye Chen glanced at Xiong Er.
"Your grandma's,
Is the old man still hot? "Xiong Er grinned.
"Kid, do you know who you are robbing?" Wu Changqing's voice was cold in the private room on the second floor.
"A fair auction, the one with the highest price wins, does the senior want to overwhelm others." Ye Chen's words were neither humble nor arrogant, but the corners of his mouth sneered tightly.
He has already made every effort to fight with Wu Changqing again. Even if he goes bankrupt, he has to photograph the Gangbang Array for Tiger Baby. There are very few mysterious methods of sticks, and he will definitely not miss it.
Naturally, this is just one of them.
At this moment, Ye Chen's mind is still disturbed by the fact that he was driven down the mountain that day. It was his eternal pain, and he couldn't stand Wu Changqing's aloof posture. All of this was driving him to do a crazy thing. matter.
"What a fair auction." Wu Changqing's cold laughter came from the private room on the second floor.
"My Zhengyang Sect gave 250,000."
"500,000." As soon as Wu Changqing's words fell, Ye Chen raised the sign.
puff!
puff!
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Suddenly, the Hidden Dragon Pavilion was full of the sound of spitting tea, and Ye Chen raised the price by 250,000 in one breath, almost choking them to death.
"What the fuck is going on here." In the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, it seemed like the pot was going to explode.噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/
"Is the profound art of the stick so precious?"
"That brat is fat enough! Dare to grab something from Zhengyangzong."
"500,000 spirit stones, this is going to God! Yesterday was a broken iron whip, today is a broken stick method, how can the things that attract the most attention will be auctioned for sky-high prices, what is going on in this world. "
The voices were full of people, and Ye Chen in the corner became the most watched person in the audience.
In the elegant room on the second floor, people kept lifting the bead curtains and looking down. The elders of the aristocratic families, Feng Wuhen of Qingyun Sect, Hengyue Sect, and the three powerhouses of the Heavenly Underworld Realm from the Bloodthirsty Hall all cast their eyes in surprise. .
Compared with these people, Wu Changqing's face has changed from gloomy to gloomy, and from gloomy to hideous.
Yesterday was disgraced, and today's scene is so similar to yesterday's.
It's still the same sentence, if you can't shoot that stick, you will lose not only his face, but the entire Zhengyang Sect's face.
"It's obvious that the stick method is useless, but I want to run out and pretend to force, look, pretend to be a fork and split!" Someone below sarcastically snorted.
Looking closely, it turned out to be the Zhuge Yu who sold Ye Chen Xuantie and Xuangang yesterday, and his words were not shy at all. At first glance, he was a person with a high level of cultivation, and he was not afraid of the power of Zhengyangzong.
As soon as he said these words, Wu Changqing's old face became hot.
boom!
He smashed the table and chairs beside him with one palm. He was about to make an offer, but was stopped by Hua Yun and Ji Ningshuang behind him.
"Elder, our goal is Tianji Dan."
"I also ask the elders to think twice, don't waste too many spiritual stones on this useless stick technique."
The words of Hua Yun and Ji Ningshuang made Wu Changqing wake up like a dream.
Even so, Wu Changqing's hands in his sleeves were still clasped, and a cold murderous intent was rampant in his mouth. If it wasn't for private fights here, he would have rushed down and killed Ye Feng.
"Check, check it for me!" Wu Changqing took a deep breath, smothered his anger, "I want to see who is so bold, I want him to be better than death, and life is better than death."
A thrilling auction has come to an end.
The old Yangge on the stage couldn't help but sigh.
What the hell is this.
Yesterday was the broken iron whip, and today is the broken stick technique. However, these two things that Tianxuanmen were least optimistic about were sold for a sky-high price of 500,000 yuan. It was his elder who was the Tianxuanmen. Not yet.
As soon as the final decision was made, Ye Chen got his wish and photographed the Tiangang stick formation.
"Yeah, I've gone bankrupt again." Xiong Ersheng pulled his big fat head and put it on the table, "It seems that it's impossible not to ask the second uncle to ask for money, I'm a god!"
"300,000, I will pay you back with interest in the future." Ye Chen patted Xiong Er on the shoulder.
Hearing this, Xiong Er's eyes lit up, and then he took out a pen and paper from his crotch. Long Feifeng danced and wrote a series of large characters, wiped his nose, and then handed it to Ye Chen, "I'm afraid you will default on your debt, come, Sign it!"
"Depend on."