"You're the one who attacked my sister?"
Wang Feng's expression was cold as he looked at Tian Yang with contempt and disdain.
Who was he? He left Yingtian City alone and went to the endless barren land to train. Now, he came back to train in the Martial Dao Arena. He was not far from the Immortal State!
This time, he came to the Martial Dao Arena because he was determined to become a disciple of the Immortal Emperor's branch. As for the other cultivators, Wang Feng didn't care at all.
Now, he heard that a demonic cultivator of unknown origin dared to humiliate his sister in public. How could he not be angry?
And now, he happened to run into him!
What made Wang Feng calm was that he sensed that the demonic cultivator in front of him was only a peak Demigod.
Moreover, the demonic cultivator's aura was unstable. It must be the side effect of cultivating demonic techniques.
Wang Feng wasn't afraid of a demonic cultivator whose aura was unstable. Moreover, the demonic cultivator was in the same realm as him.
In fact, it was only because Tianyang had never entered the Demigod State. He had ascended to the Immortal State directly, so his aura wasn't very realistic.
"I'll only give you two choices."
Wang Feng sneered. However, Tianyang scratched his ear and didn't want to listen to this line anymore. He slapped Wang Feng.
Slap!
Wang Feng's face twisted and he flew in the direction of Tianyang's slap.
"So?"
Tianyang curled his lips and didn't want to talk to this guy anymore.
"You … You sent my second brother flying?!"
Seeing this, Wang Qingling's expression changed drastically. He looked at Tianyang in disbelief.
When Wang Feng slapped him in the face, he didn't suffer any serious injuries.
Although Wang Feng might have held back, this demonic cultivator was so sloppy that he shouldn't be very powerful.
Why was it that after not seeing each other for a few days, in just one move, the genius that the Wang Clan was most proud of, a peak Demigod on the verge of advancing to Deity, Wang Feng, was sent flying?
"You bastard!"
Seeing this, Wang Feng immediately roared and crawled up from the ground while covering his face.
Everyone knew that almost seventy percent of the geniuses participating in the Martial Arts Competition would be participating in the auction.
Wang Feng even saw some people he knew when he was training in the Barren Land.
Now, he had actually been sent flying by an ordinary-looking demonic cultivator in front of so many people. This was a huge loss of face.
Since he had lost his face, he naturally had to get it back!
Suddenly, the True Origin of a peak Demigod erupted from Wang Feng's body and charged directly at Tianyang!
However, before he could reach Tianyang, he was forced back by Tianyang's gaze.
That gaze seemed to have come from the primordial times.
It possessed a pressure that could shake a person's soul!
He didn't even have such a feeling when facing an elder of the Wang Family who was in the early stage of the God Realm!
Wang Feng's forward momentum instantly stopped. However, as soon as he stopped, his face turned red again.
What was his situation? How could he be forced back by this guy's gaze?
However, at this moment, a bell rang, and Wang Feng's face immediately became distorted.
The auction had begun.
"Brother, the auction is more important."
Seeing that Wang Feng was about to fight at the entrance of the auction house, Wang Qingling immediately tugged at Wang Feng's sleeve.
Although she also wanted to see the demonic cultivator get slapped in the face, this was an auction house after all, and there were people everywhere.
Many people had already recognized that they were from the Wang family.
Previously, Wang Feng had already been sent flying once. If he were to be sent flying again, the Wang Clan's face would be completely lost.
"Humph!"
Wang Feng only remembered where he was after being pulled by Wang Qingling. His face immediately darkened, and he said coldly to Tianyang.
"I'll let you off for now. When it's time for the Martial Arts Competition, I'll definitely kill you!"
Then, he walked into the auction house with Wang Qingling.
Seeing this, Tianyang shrugged and did not take it to heart.
"That's Wang Feng, the person who is most likely to become the champion of the Martial Arts Competition."
Lan Xinran was in disbelief when she saw that Wang Feng was forced to leave just like that.
"How did you do it?"
Lan Xinran exclaimed in shock. To be able to slap Wang Feng in the face and force him to leave, even the elders of some clans might not be able to do that.
"He's the favorite to become the champion?" Tianyang raised his eyebrows when he heard this. "Why do I feel that he's not that strong?"
"The guy who walked past us just now is much stronger than this guy."
"Who in Yingtian City is more powerful than Wang Feng? He doesn't even know how to brag."
Lan Xinran immediately rolled her eyes at Tianyang when she heard this. Then, she urged, "Hurry up and go in. Otherwise, you won't be able to go in."
Tianyang nodded and walked in.
However, Tianyang did not notice it.
Just as he finished speaking, a young man in a black robe stopped in his tracks.
…
"The thirtieth item, the Dragon Ball of the Real Dragon!"
"50 million Reiki going once, 50 million Reiki going twice, 50 million Reiki going thrice!"
"Congratulations to number 32!"
Tianyang yawned as he watched the auctioneer shouting at the top of his lungs. He had 10 billion Reiki in his pocket.
Tianyang was shocked when he heard that the price for the information he received from Tianji was a few billion Reiki. This caused Tianyang to raise the price of the Dragon Ball of the Real Dragon.
However, Tianyang did not know that Tianji was the biggest intelligence agency in the Realm of the Gods. At the same time, it was also the most deceitful intelligence agency in the Realm of the Gods.
Unless it was really urgent information or a fool with a lot of money, most people would not be willing to go to Tianji to inquire about it.
This was already the thirtieth item. Tianyang did not bid after spending 200 to 300 million Reiki to buy a few treasures and pill recipes that could restore one's soul.
The Fire Seed of the Immortal Flame seemed to be the last item. Tianyang had to wait for a long time.
"Even if the Wang Family is deliberately trying to disgust you, you don't have to bid 100 million Reiki. Although the pill recipe is rare, it's not worth that much."
By the side, Lan Xinran was clearly shocked by Heavenly Sun's extravagance.
That was only the seventh item. Although the pill recipe for the Resurrection Pill was rare and its effects were not bad, it was still worth 30 million Reiki.
However, at most, thirty million Spirit Crystals would be enough. After all, it was only an early-stage Divine Rank pill recipe.
Tianyang had only bid 50 million Reiki when the Wang Family jumped out to disgust Tianyang. In the end, Tianyang directly bid 100 million Reiki, which shocked everyone. Even the auctioneer was stunned. It took him a few minutes to react.
Tianyang made such a domineering move several times, which refreshed Lan Xinran's impression of Tianyang.
"It doesn't matter. The Wang Family spent a lot of Reiki for nothing."
Tianyang said indifferently. At this time, the auction finally came to an end.
"Next, a disciple of the Undying Emperor Court who wishes to remain anonymous is auctioning the Fire Seed of the Immortal Flame!"
(End of Chapter)
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