Everyone at the scene looked at him as if they were looking at a fool.
For a long time, no one bid because this was already the limit. It had far exceeded its real price.
The Thunder Origin had appeared more than once in an auction. The highest bid had been 12 billion, and the other bids had all been around 10 billion. 15 billion was simply insane.
"Miss, what should we do? This Thunder Origin is our main goal this time! " The black-robed old man's face revealed a bit of anxiety. This time, they were really too sullen. In this auction, they only managed to bid for one item.
"Forget it. It seems like this person really needs these materials. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bid such an outrageous price." The young girl's voice came from the carriage. There was also a bit of helplessness in her voice.
"Then … what should we do? Forget it." The black-robed old man was unwilling, "Why don't I go talk to this kid and ask him to give these materials to Miss? I think if he knows that Miss needs them, he should be very tactful and hand them over! "
"There's no need for that. Moreover, we don't have time. The quota competition is about to start. Let's go to the arena!" Miss Huo said from the carriage.
"Miss is still magnanimous." The black-robed old man glared at Zhao Yuande and then drove the carriage away.
After Zhao Yuande obtained the Thunder Origin, he sent it into his inner world.
At this time, the Thunder Origin was excitedly devouring the two Thunder Origins. It wouldn't be used in the upcoming battle. It could recover its strength to its heart's content.
He also rode the Ink Qilin and quickly rushed out of the God of Heaven Tower and arrived at the Holy City's arena.
At this time, the Holy City's arena was packed with people. Countless experts came from all directions. The sky around the arena was also filled with experts who were watching.
A huge palace floated above the arena. An incomparably powerful aura was transmitted from the palace.
Zhao Yuande quickly sensed the auras of Hai Qianrou and the others, and found the War Immortal Palace's grandstand.
The ground of the Colosseum was dark red. Apparently, it had been stained with the blood of countless gladiators and demon beasts. The surrounding walls, which were hundreds of meters high, were full of bumps and hollows. They were all traces of a battle. The dark red blood on the walls looked like huge blood-red flowers, strange and bloody.
"Brother Zhao, you're finally here!" Song Yun saw Zhao Yuande and nodded slightly at him.
"Brother Zhao!" Zhuo Lan also felt relieved at this moment.
Hai Qianrou didn't know how to address Zhao Yuande, so she didn't say anything. She only gave him a grateful look.
"What's wrong? Has the news been delivered?" Zhao Yuande saw the other party's expression and knew that the Heavenly God Tower's report must have been delivered.
"Yes! It has been delivered. Moreover, they also sent a message that my mother is still safe. "Hai Qianrou nodded.
The other disciples of the War Immortal Palace only gave Zhao Yuande a puzzled look. They didn't know where Zhao Yuande went.
Some people saw Zhao Yuande's return and couldn't help but feel relieved. Zhao Yuande was a super powerful expert. If he was absent, it would be a great pity.
However, there was also a pair of resentful eyes that fell on him. Naturally, it was Song Xianchen.
They couldn't wait for Zhao Yuande to be unable to participate and not get a spot.
"You're finally back." The leading Grand Elder also appeared at this time.
"I went out to handle a small matter. I didn't miss anything, right?" Zhao Yuande smiled.
"Just in time. Your battle is in the third round. Your opponent is Fan Changqing of the Ice God Palace. However, I received news that Fan Changqing was slightly injured outside and is currently being treated. It shouldn't be difficult for you to defeat him, right?" Grand Elder asked.
"Fan Changqing …" Zhao Yuande couldn't help but be speechless. He didn't expect that guy to also participate in the competition.
On the side, Hai Qianrou and Zhuo Lan revealed strange expressions. It was truly a small world. That Fan Changqing was actually Zhao Yuande's opponent. Would he still dare to go on stage?
"What? You don't even have confidence in Fan Changqing? "Song Xianchen seized this opportunity and couldn't help but mock.
"Haha!" Zhao Yuande glanced at Song Xianchen and revealed a contemptuous smile. "Fan Changqing is even more trash than you. I don't need to personally make a move and he will automatically admit defeat."
What do you mean by more trash than you? What does that mean? Am I, Song Xianchen, trash?!
"You …" Song Xianchen pointed at Zhao Yuande and wanted to tear him apart.
"Enough! We are all disciples of the War Immortal Palace. Right now, we have to unite against the outside world. We must not fight among ourselves! "The Grand Elder glared fiercely at Song Xianchen.
Song Xianchen felt even more wronged. Why was the Grand Elder glaring at him? He was clearly humiliating him!
"Alright, the first battle is about to begin. Song Yun, you should be ready." The Grand Elder reminded.
"I've long been ready!" Song Yun was full of confidence.
Although his cultivation wasn't as high as Zhao Yuande, Song Xianyu, or Jue Chen, he was much stronger than the others. This time, he had a high chance of obtaining a spot.
"The first battle is between the War Immortal Palace's Song Yun and the Demon God Galaxy's Hu Tian!" A rumbling sound came from the huge palace above, suppressing the voices of all the cultivators in the surroundings.
With a light leap, Song Yun entered the huge arena.
The arena was thousands of miles wide and was completely enveloped by a powerful array. Otherwise, with their current cultivation, the shockwaves from the battle could flatten everything within a hundred million miles.
"Roar!"
Not far away, a deafening tiger's roar came from the spectator stands. A tall man with golden hair on his head directly leaped into the arena.
This man was at least ten meters tall. Standing in front of Song Yun, he looked like a child.
A barbaric and domineering aura was released from the man's body, causing the surrounding cultivators to inwardly sigh in admiration.
"This tiger demon isn't simple! I wonder if Senior Brother Song can defeat it. "Zhuo Lan was a little nervous.
He could feel the strength of the tiger's body. If he were to face it, he probably wouldn't have any chance of victory.
"Song Yun should be able to defeat it," Zhao Yuande said.
Although his words were concise, it gave the others a sense of confidence.
"Why?" Hai Qianrou looked at Hu Tian and couldn't help feeling puzzled.
"Because although Hu Tian's physical body is very strong, he has a few fatal weaknesses." Zhao Yuande explained, "First, his soul isn't strong. There's at least a gap of two minor realms between him and Song Yun. Second, although his aura is powerful and domineering, and others might be intimidated by it, Song Yun has a calm temperament. He has a natural advantage against such a person. Third, Song Tian's swordsmanship is nimble and sharp. He's the perfect counter to Hu Tian."
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