"Don't be surprised, the fifth item is indeed a low-rank Earth Realm martial skill manual. The seller is a Clasping Yuan Realm martial artist, who is quite famous in the northern part of the Windy Nation. But of course, we can't reveal his name, as it violates the rules of the auction house. Let's cut to the chase, this low-rank Earth Realm martial skill is a leg martial skill, called the 'Killing Tyrant Kick'. If you master this martial skill, you will be able to stop the flow of a river with a single kick, and if you master this martial skill, you will be able to shatter a hundred-meter-tall mountain with a single kick. It is said that when you master this martial skill, the air will no longer be an obstacle, and your speed will reach an unimaginable level. You will be able to cover a hundred meters with a single step. "
The old man in yellow didn't want to keep people in suspense, he explained everything in one breath.
Boom!
The auction house was boiling.
The VIP guests in the private rooms who had been indifferent all this time started to breathe faster.
Stopping the flow of a river, shattering a mountain, covering a hundred meters with a single step, it was already very rare to have one of these three skills, let alone combining them into one. A low-rank Earth Realm martial skill was indeed incomparable to a top-rank Mortal Realm martial skill, it had reached a whole new level.
Ye Chen didn't care too much about the first two skills, because the Tyrant Fist could also do the same. But the third one was even more shocking, covering a hundred meters with a single step was much more terrifying than leaping a hundred meters. After all, leaping would take at least a few steps, not to mention the fact that the 'Killing Tyrant Kick' was not only about speed.
"This leg martial skill manual is mine." Inside the private room, Ouyang Ming made up his mind. Although he already had a low-rank martial skill manual, it was only a martial skill manual. Both the leg and blade arts were top-rank Mortal Realm martial skills, and of course, they were the best of the best.
"The starting price is one hundred thousand gold, each bid must be at least ten thousand gold, start bidding!"
"One hundred and twenty thousand gold!"
"One hundred and thirty thousand gold!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
"One hundred and eighty thousand!"
The price of the martial skill kept rising, all the martial artists who didn't belong to any martial institution were stunned.
Ouyang Ming sneered, he raised the wooden sign and shouted, "Two hundred and fifty thousand gold!"
"Who is in that private room? He just increased the price by seventy thousand gold, he is so rich!" A martial artist curiously asked.
"I saw Ouyang Ming from the Purple Sun Martial School enter that private room before, it should be him!"
"No wonder, among the young generation of the Windy Nation, only a few people could surpass Ouyang Ming in terms of wealth, such as Young Master Emerald, Young Master Duanmu, and Young Master North Snow."
"In this auction, there are also disciples who are as famous as Ouyang Ming. For example, 'North Snow Fast Blade' Lynch is also here."
"Lynch, it's said that he has the potential to surpass Childe North Snow and become the number one disciple of the North Snow Martial Academy."
"It's impossible for now, but who knows in the future?"
Just as everyone was discussing spiritedly, another bid sounded out.
"Three hundred thousand taels!"
The voice was slightly deep, and it came from the second private room.
Ouyang Ming remained calm, "Three hundred and fifty thousand taels."
"Four hundred thousand!"
"450,000 taels!"
That person quickly followed. "Five hundred thousand taels!"
To be honest, even Ye Chen was startled by this price, he thought to himself, 'The voice of the person who followed the bid is very deep, it should be a middle-aged man. A middle-aged man with five hundred thousand taels of gold, he must be a Clasping Yuan Realm martial artist, after all, apart from the top martial artists of the Windy Nation, very few Condensing Reality Realm martial artists would be able to bid five hundred thousand taels of gold. The other person was the young man who was competing with him for half of the sword, he was most likely a core disciple of some big martial institution, and Ye Chen was sure that he had heard of his name before, it was just that he couldn't recognize his voice.
"Six hundred thousand taels!" Ouyang Ming raised his voice.
"Seven hundred thousand taels!"
"Eight hundred thousand taels!"
"Nine hundred thousand taels!"
That person didn't even budge an inch.
"Hehe!" Ouyang Ming laughed, his face had a trace of ferociousness, which made Tang Manlou and Li Ling's hair stand on end, they knew that Ouyang Ming was angry, but that middle-aged man was obviously not a kind person, he was most likely a Clasping Yuan Realm martial artist, unless the elders of the Purple Sun Martial School came, they wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Ming roared, "One million and two hundred thousand taels!"
Standing next to Ye Chen, Wu Zongming said with jealousy, "This martial institution's disciple is so rich, although I haven't heard his voice, but it's very likely that he is one of the three big steps of the younger generation in the Windy Nation. Compared to him, we are so poor, so poor!"
"Do more missions, and save up for a few years, you will also have the same amount of money."
"A few years later, he will have even more money. Never mind, the most important thing is to improve our cultivation, the money will come sooner or later."
Ye Chen didn't say anything, he started to think, the more money he had, the better. In the future, when there was a large-scale auction, he was afraid that even one or two million taels of gold would not be enough. He seemed to have more than ten thousand low rank soul stones, but if he really had to exchange them for gold, he would feel a bit sad.
"One million and three hundred thousand taels."
The price continued to rise.
Ouyang Ming gritted his teeth and said, "One million and five hundred thousand taels!"
"One million and six hundred thousand taels."
That middle-aged man's tone was the same, there was no change in his tone.
"Damn it." Ouyang Ming smashed the rosewood table with his palm, his eyes were bloodshot. If it weren't for the fact that he still had to compete for that great blade, he wouldn't be so angry. Now that he had used so much gold, how could he compete with Lynch? After all, Lynch's wealth was not much less than his.
"One million and eight hundred thousand taels." Ouyang Ming decided to fight again, he hoped that Lynch would back off, otherwise, when he reached the Clasping Yuan Realm in the future, he would definitely kill this person.
A calm voice came, "Two million taels."
"If I don't kill this person, I, Ouyang Ming, will not be satisfied." Veins popped out on his forehead, Ouyang Ming squeezed out a beast-like roar from his throat.
The old man in yellow didn't care about this, he only cared about the price. According to the real value of this martial skill book, it was only about five hundred thousand taels, it was definitely not more than one hundred thousand taels. Now that the price had doubled, it was two million taels of gold, how could he not be happy?
"Two million taels going once … two million taels going twice, sold!"
… …
After the climax, the next part was a bit low-key.
The style of the North West Auction House was different from other places. Normally, it was divided into three rounds. The first round was used to liven up the atmosphere and arouse people's emotions. The second round's items were not as valuable as the first round's items, but there were a lot more of them. There were dozens of items, and each of them had different values. The lowest one was no more than twenty thousand taels of gold, while the highest one was more than a hundred thousand taels of gold.
All in all, those martial artists who didn't belong to any martial institution were waiting for this moment, they were all bidding in full swing, competing for the items that they wanted.
The third round had begun.
Different from the previous two rounds, the third round's items were all treasures, the starting price was more than fifty thousand taels of gold, some of them were even more valuable than the martial skill book.
"The sixty-eighth item, the low rank great blade, the Space Splitting Blade!"
The real climax was about to begin. In the private room, Lin Qi opened his eyes that had been closed all this time. His sharp gaze seemed to have materialized, flashing randomly in the void like streaks of illusory blade light that could steal one's soul.
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