The three-day ring competition passed in a flash, and in a blink of an eye it was the last day of the ring competition, and for a few days, Zhuo Yifan's behavior of dominating the six rings has always attracted the most attention, and he wanted to challenge three even in the third-grade ring, but when he thought that he had pulled a lot of hatred points now, he gave up such an idea. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The afternoon of the last day of the ring came quickly, and when Zhuo Yifan was surrounded by thousands of disciples under the ring, he began his plan to earn Source Crystals.

"Senior brothers, I think everyone knows that the rewards of each champion are very rich, I will keep the position of the six champions until the time of the last challenge, and then admit defeat, now this young master is here to auction the three places of the second-grade champion, the starting price is two million lower grade source crystals, the highest bidder wins, the auctioneer can come to challenge me, when the time comes, you know, hehe!"

Under the ring, the pot exploded in an instant, and many disciples looked at each other, not understanding why this guy had such a fat guts to do wrong, didn't the top of Tianjiao Academy care? However, Tianjiao Academy really doesn't stipulate that the quota of the champion cannot be sold, even if someone wants to report it, they can't find any reason for Zhuo Yifan's violation.

"This bastard is so unkind, he actually came to earn Yuanjing, Lao Tzu strongly protested."

"That's, that's it, how can such a shameless scum deserve to stand on the sacred ring."

"Protest, protest, strong protest.............................." All of a sudden, the sporadic protests gradually became unanimous, and the cries were staggeringly high.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, a soft shout suddenly came from the sky, although the sound was not loud, but it entered the hearts of every disciple, as if the voice had been lingering in his mind all along.

"Quiet! The Taiyan Ancient Domain is a world of the strong, as long as you have the ability, as long as you are not a senior challenging a junior junior, even if you win fifty-four rings, Tianjiao Academy will not interfere, but will praise it greatly. This voice is crisp and pleasant, like a gurgling stream flowing through the heart, like a jade crane gently chirping and fluctuating the heart.

With this voice, all the disciples in the square were instantly silent, and even the disciples who were competing temporarily stopped their movements, and all the disciples were full of admiration for the six deputy mansion masters among the flying mystical weapons in the sky.

In the crowd at this time, Cao Yingying, Dan Xiaofeng, Fang Rong and some other disciples who had challenged Zhuo Yifan also began to play the idea of the master in their hearts, but they didn't think that there was anything wrong with Zhuo Yifan's approach, but gave them a chance. However, Fang Rong's family situation is relatively poor, and he really can't take out the source crystal, but well, everything is negotiable, you can shoot it down first, and then can't you open a short condition with an IOU? The little girl felt that Zhuo Yifan, this bastard, was really shameless, and all the little means against him should be used.

Just as everyone looked up at the sky, an untimely voice sounded in the ring.

"Hey! Ay! Ay! The auction began, first of all, the auction of the second-grade pill master, with a starting price of two million lower grade source crystals. ”

The silence lasted for more than a minute, and it was not until the melodious female voice in the sky again allowed free bidding that the crowd began to bid desperately.

"I'll give out three million lower grade source crystals, and none of you should rob me." A young man with a feather fan in his hand raised his feather fan and shouted loudly.

"Kid three million wants to buy the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Refining Fantasy Realm? This young master gave out five million lower grade source crystals. ”

The disciples were like crazy, bidding frantically, and in an instant, the price of this second-grade pill master master spot soared to the price of eight million lower grade source crystals, and it was only at this time that everyone quieted down, and no one dared to increase the price again, although the cultivation of the Heavenly Refining Illusion Domain was good, but there was only one day of cultivation.

The auction ended in less than one cup of tea, and the other two places were auctioned at the price of seven million lower grade source crystals and six million lower grade source crystals respectively, and after that, Zhuo Yifan invited the three bidding winners to eat an elixir feast in the ring.

What is surprising is that the people who photographed these three places are all defeated under Zhuo Yifan, and they turned out to be Cao Yingying, Dan Xiaofeng and Fang Rong. As soon as he saw this scene, Zhuo Yifan had a bad feeling that he had been deceived by the order.

"You three girls, hurry up and hand over the source crystal to Young Master Ben!"

Who knew that the three little beauties ignored Zhuo Yifan at all, and walked directly to his big black cauldron and big golden cauldron and sat down.

"Boy, Miss Ben is your senior sister, no big or small, why don't you hurry over and get some delicious food." Cao Yingying stirred the soup in the big black pot with a soup spoon, only to find that there was nothing delicious in it, only some residual juice and leftover soup.

Zhuo Yifan is not a good bully, but there are exceptions to everything, beauties are almost all his weaknesses, the three beauties in the ring not only deceived him, but also yin him, but also hurt him in public, these days, it is full of grievances brought by several women, now that I think about it, the delicate Yue Ling'er is very polite to him.

"Your character makes Young Master Ben very suspicious, if you don't come up with the source crystal now, I will continue to auction."

Dan Xiaofeng was not happy, she crossed her waist with one hand, and pointed to Zhuo Yifan's nose with one hand.

"Zhuo boy, don't be arrogant, how can you guarantee that the final place will be left in our hands, now there are still two hours before the end of the ring match, can you guarantee that no disciple can defeat you during this period?"

"That's, that's it, do you think we're going to rely on you in front of tens of thousands of disciples of Tianjiao Academy?" Cao Yingying and Fang Rong also agreed, but Fang Rong's face was slightly red, as if she was going to do something to be sorry for Zhuo Yifan.

Finally, Zhuo Yifan still can't say three mouths in one mouth, especially the mouths of the three little beauties, which are full of temptation for Sao Nian, if he doesn't divert his attention, I'm afraid he can't help but go up and taste the delicious red lips.

Zhuo Yifan rinsed the two cauldrons very quickly, and specially took out three large water tanks from the Xuanjie, which were used for washing pots, washing elixirs, and taking water.

A thousand-year-old elixir was taken out of his Xuan Ring, first a 5,000-year-old green basket, then a 4,000-year-old white kernel, and then a 4,000-year-old Tibetan lotus root............ After taking out more than 20 medicinal herbs and washing them in the pot, Zhuo Yifan urged the source force and increased the firepower of the fine flint.

The people under the ring were almost dumbfounded, when had they ever seen such a scene of defeat, they had never even heard of it, watching the elixir of four thousand years of plants in the pot like this, they seemed to see piles of source crystal cups poured into the cauldron.

An hour later, on the square of Tianjiao Academy, in the ring where Zhuo Yifan was, a rich fragrance that could not be dissolved wafted around, you must know that on the earth, Zhuo Yifan had never seen so many high-grade medicinal materials, and what he occasionally made for the old people in the village to eat was only a few decades of medicinal materials, far less precious than these elixirs.

Looking for the fragrance, many disciples shifted their eyes to Zhuo Yifan's ring, and what they saw at this time was that a sunny and handsome young man and three delicate and lovely girls were eating cooked elixir around two cauldrons, they took a mouthful of elixir and a mouthful of soup, envious of others, and many disciples who had been paying attention to the stage really regretted that they did not bid for the place of the thunder master at a higher price.

An elegant figure fell into the ring, the young man was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was still Zhuo Yifan's old acquaintance Dugu Aotian.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, you really have it, why don't you call you a brother if you have delicious food?"

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Haha! Senior Brother Dugu, there are so many disciples in this square, how can I know where you are, Senior Brother? Since you're here, let's come and taste the twenty-three spices of the craft. Hearing Zhuo Yifan's words, Dugu Aotian unceremoniously sat in front of the cauldron and gulped down the elixir, drank the soup, and directly squeezed the three little beauties into a very small position.

The referee instructor, who was originally quite complaining and swallowing saliva, finally found a chance to enjoy a meal, and he jumped into the ring with a serious attitude and shouted.

"Zhuo Yifan, how can you let other disciples go to the ring without the consent of the referee and mentor?"

Although Zhuo Yi is a mortal, he is not stupid, as soon as he sees the referee's throat rolling up and down, and his eyes drifting to the cauldron from time to time, he knows the referee's thoughts.

So, another absurd scene appeared in the ring where Zhuo Yifan was, a referee mentor, three peerless little beauties, and two handsome little boys.

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