"Your Excellency Regiment Commander, I don't know what you think of this Nine Heavens Thunder Fighting Technique?"

Nathan didn't know the purpose of Alva's personal participation in the auction, because everyone knew that Alva was a cultivator, and he didn't care about such and such activities the most, and he was the most difficult to see on various occasions attended by powerful people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so this time he came in person, I don't know if it was also for this legendary fighting skill. This left Nathan with a side-knock.

Alva glanced at Nathan, and with his eyes he knew what the man's inquiry was about.

"Of course, fighting skills are fighting skills, but after all, this is someone else's thing, and it can never be your own. To put it bluntly, it depends on how to use it. Do you find your own way after learning from it, or do you blindly follow the path that your predecessors have taken? Besides, I'm a mage, what's the use of this fighting skill?"

Alva's reputation as a "cultivator maniac" is not in vain, and he unconsciously pulled out a bunch of big truths. The "reason" of this cultivation was just a few simple words in Nathan's ears - "I'm not interested."

That's enough.

"Since His Excellency the Regiment Commander is not here, but I am quite interested in him, then I am not welcome, and I have to fight. ”

Nathan arched his hand and said the scene very beautifully. It's just that the little light that flashes in his eyes from time to time reveals the excitement of greed.

Although there are no swordsmen under his command in the family who possess thunder attribute fighting qi for the time being, this cannot erase the temptation of the Saint-level fighting technique to Nathan. You must know that this fighting skill is an opportunity, a road leading to the Holy Rank, and no swordsman below the Holy Rank can refuse this opportunity. This means that as long as you have it, it is equivalent to having one more quasi-saint under your command and it is a quasi-saint who is very likely to impact the holy rank.

As long as I have this Nine Heavens Thunder Fighting Skill, no one will be able to stop me from taking the position of patriarch, and at that time, it is even more likely that another Saint-rank powerhouse will be added to the family, and Claudius will definitely go to the next level under my leadership......

The surging in Nathan's heart has already pulled the distant future in front of him, and that glory seems to be within reach.

He beckoned to the auction house steward who was waiting.

The steward knew that this big guy was probably going to make a move. Steadily and generously came to his side, and bowed respectfully to listen.

Nathan whispered a few words in the steward's ear, and the steward nodded in understanding.

Next, the steward took out a magic crystal, which can amplify and output the input sound through another associated magic crystal outside the box, which actually acts as a megaphone.

"The first-class guest in the third compartment bid, 150,000 gold coins. ”

A loud and heavy voice spread through the magic crystal throughout the Lint Hall, and the sound of ear-to-ear discussions that had been sounding from time to time stopped at this moment. From time to time, someone looked back at the mysterious and noble boxes hidden in the darkness behind them, and everyone wondered which powerful person had raised the price by tens of thousands of gold coins at this moment.

Nathan enjoyed the hot and envious gaze in the box, which was the beautiful taste of power and power.

His crazy price hike is actually telling everyone that he is determined to win this fighting skill. But he is also a "sensible" person, and the extra tens of thousands of gold coins can be regarded as letting his own blood to achieve the effect of persuading others, and he is telling everyone: "Dude, I have also had blood, and you don't suffer, so don't worry." But if any of you continue to raise the price without a human touch, weigh yourself. ”

While his father was enjoying the pleasure of money and power, James on the side also puffed up his chest in front of his favorite beauty. You know, he is still quite proud in his heart, even when facing the princess of the Flamel family. Indeed, in terms of financial resources alone, the rising star Flamel is not the opponent of the old nobleman Claudius, even among all the four major families, Claudius's financial strength is ranked first or second.

It's just that Nicole on the side doesn't seem to see this, still quiet on the surface, but absent-mindedly waiting for the end of the boring auction.

In fact, she was not interested in the conflict of these desires at all, and attending the auction this time was just a formality. As an aristocrat at the top of the imperial pyramid, she had to start stepping into this drunken and contentious high society, and she had to start attending all sorts of similar occasions to fight against the rotten torrent.

Of course, she had the choice to stay away from it all, she could have left here, she could have not gone to the Royal High School of Magic, because going there meant announcing to all the imperial capital's magnates that she would be in the tide of strife, and all the spearheads would be pointed at her as an adult. Because originally, it would have been someone else who would have carried the banner of "Framel" for her, just as she had always sheltered her from the wind and rain, and she could have stayed away from these intrigues and intrigues.

But the beautiful figure that was desperate to ride the wave disappeared, like a beautiful flower floating in front of him, one by one. The brave face will only exist in dreams, in memory, not in this world.

Nicole sighed quietly, her face resolute again, and she put on her protective color again, hiding behind a beautiful smile.

There was no one left to shelter her from the elements.

At this time, Caesar had no time to pay attention to what was happening in the hall, and the size of the number had long been irrelevant to him, because it was beyond his ability to do so.

Now, what he needed to think about was how to win this thunder attribute fighting skill that was quite rare and undesirable for him.

"The ......"

Caesar hesitated.

This voice made Li smart.

It seems that the mysterious Lord Caesar is about to make a move!

He hurried to Caesar's side, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked respectfully:

"Are you going to make a bid? How about it? Do you want to raise the price by 11,000 yuan first to explore the way, or directly raise the pressure to death?"

Looking at the hesitation on Caesar's face, Li was a little eager to try his hands.

"The ......"

Caesar spoke again, but this one made Lee frown. I don't know why, he heard a trace of trepidation from this voice, and also heard a trace of cowardice.

No way......

There was an indescribable coolness in Li's heart, and the future seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

"Well, I wonder if you can barter?"

Caesar finally spat out the hesitation in his heart, and looked at Li with some expectation after asking the question.

This is the only chip he can think of at the moment that can match or even be more precious than this fighting skill.

The coolness in Li's heart was suppressed a little, after all, he was the one who could take out the Sword Saint Sabre, and maybe he had other precious treasures on his body. You know, he himself has seen a lot of heirs to the big families who squander their wealth to buy the treasures of the world, and some people just have all kinds of special habits, and it is understandable that they are shy and have no cash for a while. It's just that......

Lee frowned, and truthfully explained to Caesar:

"Theoretically, if you want to barter, you have to ask the owner of the lot, because you don't know if your exchange is attractive enough for the owner of the lot. You know, if you can't do what you like, even if you take out more precious treasures to exchange with others, people may not necessarily look at them. ”

After receiving the explanation, Caesar nodded with relief, and he said to himself:

"I'm sure no one will turn down a deal I've offered. ”

At the same moment, in a more hidden and dark box, a young man in a gorgeous robe turned his head sideways to look at the steward waiting on the side. The steward was very discerning and stepped forward to obey orders. There seems to be a kind of sharpness in the darkness that hides itself, quietly guarding the center of this world.