I!Yama's strongest son-in-law

Chapter 247 Are You Sick?

"Wow!"

Before Wang He could finish his sentence, the auction site was filled with incredible exclamations.

The asking price of 80 just now surprised them.

Now Wang He actually said that no matter how much Wan Danzong asked, he would always add 100 million more.

One million is not about money.

It is an important training resource and hard currency Qingxin Pill in the world of warriors, which is extremely precious. Only warriors with rich family background or powerful sects can use Qingxin Pill to practice all the time. This is a treatment that only a small number of people can enjoy. Use Jingxin Pill.

Because Jingxin Dan is more common.

At this moment, Wang He is no longer as simple as being crazy in the eyes of everyone.

Simply perverted!

Even many people are secretly doubting whether Wang He can really take out more than 100 million Qingxin pills?
In fact, most people don't believe that Wang He can get it.

However, asking the price indiscriminately is an act of provoking the Martial Artist Auction House.

Do ordinary people dare to do this?
Certainly not!

Therefore, many people were both shocked and speculated.

brush!
In an instant, everyone's eyes shifted to the middle-aged man taught by Wan Danzong's tutor. They really wanted to know whether the other party would continue to compete with Wang He for the flower of life.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy like a dark cloud, his eyes were fixed on Wang He, and he refused to move away for a moment.

Wang He looked at each other indifferently.

After a while, the other party still didn't say a word.

At this time, Wei Long asked aloud: "Can I understand that, you just asked for 180 million?"

Before Wang He asked the price for the last time, the middle-aged man from Wandanzong asked for 82 yuan. Immediately afterwards, Wang He said that no matter how much the other party bid, he would always be 100 million more.

Then, the current price should be 180 million.

Hearing the sound, Wang He didn't even look at Wei Long, but still looked at the middle-aged man, and responded, "Yes, 180 million."

"clear."

The shock in Wei Long's eyes was no less than anyone else's. Others don't know Wang He, so doesn't he know?

He didn't believe that Wang He could come up with 180 million Qingxin Pills.

Or.

Among all the people in the entire auction site, there were absolutely no more than five people who could actually take out 180 million Qingxin Pills.

Of course, if you can get it, it doesn't mean you have to ask for a price.

For some, the flower of life is hope.

For some people, a life and more than 100 million Qingxin pills are naturally more important than the latter.

"180 million, is there any price higher than this?" Wei Long actually didn't want to say this anymore.

why?
Because this sentence seems too redundant at this moment.

Besides Wang He, who would dare to bid?
The Warrior Auction House estimates that the total value of the Flower of Life will reach around 50 Qingxin Pills, mainly because the efficacy is not clear. Of course, even if the efficacy is clear, the total value will never exceed 150 million Qingxin Pills.

Therefore, Wang He's current bid has exceeded the total value of the Flower of Life.

But this is a necessary procedure, Wei Long had to say.

He looked around, and sure enough, even the middle-aged man from Wandanzong who offered 82 yuan had to sit down obediently at this moment.

"180 million for the first time."

"180 for the second time."

"180 million for the third time, deal."

"Congratulations to this little brother, who successfully photographed the Flower of Life with a bidding price of 180 million. Let us congratulate him with warm applause."

"Clap clap clap."

There was an unconcealable smile on Wei Long's face.

With such a high price for the Flower of Life, no matter whether Wang He can finally come up with the Qingxin Pill, this is no longer his concern. He is today, the auctioneer on the last day of the Grand Ceremony Auction, and his The responsibility and task is to auction off today's things at the highest price possible.

As for the follow-up, it has nothing to do with him.

The applause at the scene exploded like thunder and lasted for a long time.

Wang He sat down with a smile on his face. At this moment, he has many impressions in everyone's mind.

E.g.

madman!

Neuropathy!
abnormal!
Rich and self-willed!
These impressions are definitely not scolding Wang He, but a kind of shocking praise.

The applause lasted for a long time before it fell slowly. After the scene gradually quieted down, Wei Long asked the long-legged beauty to deliver the third finale auction item. At the same time, Wei Long announced that this was the last item.

What is more precious than treasures and flowers of life?
Everyone is full of expectations.

It may be because the final transaction price of the Flower of Life far exceeded the estimate, so Wei Long didn't give a shit, and quickly lifted the red cloth on the tray.

I saw a book in the tray.

For ordinary people, when they see the book in the tray, they must think that it is a very ordinary book.

But for warriors, it is not as simple as a book.

It's a secret technique or a martial skill.

"Everyone, do you want to challenge by jumping higher? Do you want to make your enemies kneel and tremble on the ground? As long as you can have it, it will not be a dream." After finishing speaking, Wei Long paused and continued: "This is a book of heavenly level. The first level of martial arts is called the Eight Sword Strikes, and it can be practiced by warriors who are good at long swords and short swords."

Wang He didn't plan to participate in the final auction, because when he learned that it was a book of secret techniques or martial arts, he basically gave up.

But after hearing what Wei Long said, he immediately had the idea of ​​taking it down.

He uses Demon God's Gloves, and he also has the martial skill Nine Steps Divine Dragon Fist that is more suitable for his Demon God's Gauntlets, so he is not interested in Sword Strike Eight Forms. However, his lack of interest does not mean that others are not interested.

For example, Lin Dong.

As far as he knew, the martial arts that Lin Dong practiced were all innocuous, with no merits or memorable ones.

Before they arrived in Linzhou City, he had snatched from Gao Yu a dagger that was cut like mud and could easily break through the defensive barriers of the ground. Although Wang He hadn't seen many treasures, he It is basically certain that the dagger should belong to the category of treasures.Afterwards, he gave the dagger to Lin Dong, but it was a pity that although Lin Dong had a treasured dagger in his hand, he didn't have the appropriate martial arts skills to use it to its full potential.

But now, the eighth form of the Heavenly Level Elementary Martial Skill Sword Strike that appeared at the auction is the most suitable.

So, he decided to take it.

"Heavenly-level primary martial arts, Eight Sword Strikes, the starting price is 30 Qingxin Pills, each bidding price must not be lower than [-] Qingxin Pills, and now the auction is officially launched." Wei Long did not say any unnecessary nonsense, after introducing the Eight Sword Strikes Immediately announced that it is ready to bid.

Regarding the starting price of Sword Strike Eight Styles and the limit on each bid, no one felt that it was inappropriate.

Because no matter what type of martial art it is, as long as it is above the elementary level of the sky level, it must be priced sky-high. Therefore, the starting price and the limit of each bidding price are acceptable to everyone.

Of course, just because the price is reasonable doesn't mean that everyone can afford it.

Besides, the eight-style sword attack is only suitable for warriors who use long swords or short swords, and warriors who use fists or knives will not participate in the auction.

As a result, there are not many people asking prices, and the price rises slowly.

After about 3 minutes, the price of Sword Strike Eight Styles rose to 75 Qingxin Pills.

Compared with the fierce competition for the Flower of Life, the bidding for the Sword Strike Eight Style is a bit tepid.

But Wei Long was not in a hurry.

First of all, the price of Sword Strike Eight Styles is still rising, and there are still people bidding continuously.

Secondly, even if the final transaction price of Sword Strike Eight Styles did not meet the estimate, he is not worried at all, after all, the Flower of Life has already made a lot of money.

"80."

"85."

"180 million."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the north.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Wang He standing up again.

At this time, everyone was not as shocked as before. In other words, the reason why they didn't feel particularly shocked was because they were already numb.

However, those who have been asking the price and are bound to win the eight sword attack look at Wang He with extreme dissatisfaction at this moment.

For them, the Eighth Form of Sword Attack is an opportunity to change their fate.

But as soon as Wang He opened his mouth, they completely cut off their hope.

Just ask, can they not be angry?

At this time, a man from the Wufu, who was also one of the eight sword attack styles, stood up angrily, stared at Wang He, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sick?" ?”

(End of this chapter)