"Seven-rank ice attribute war paint, this is really a good thing!" Wu Yuan looked at the scroll on the tray with fiery eyes, as a yellow-level Dacheng War Paint Master, he knew too well what the seventh-grade ice attribute war paint meant.

Of course, those who realized this were not only Fu Huan, but almost everyone below was staring at this seven-grade battle pattern at this moment.

After the starting price was announced, the price kept climbing, and everyone was bidding.

In the blink of an eye, the 450,000 yuan just now has been broken, and the price has come to 500,000.

However, after reaching 500,000, the speed of price climbing has not stopped, and there are still people who are constantly raising prices.

The key is that Wu Yuan noticed that the three forces at the forefront have not yet made a move.

Feng Ming, Liao Hua and Wei Shun, the three of them did not appear at all.

But Wu Yuan believes that they will not let go of this opportunity easily, and they are just waiting for the opportunity.

Wu Yuan exhaled, although the seven-rank ice attribute was indeed very tempting, but fortunately, he already had a seven-rank thunder attribute battle pattern. Whether it is in terms of grade or attributes, it is not inferior to this seven-grade ice attribute war pattern.

Therefore, Wu Yuan did not intend to make a move against the known war paint.

On the contrary, Wu Yuan felt that the appearance of this war pattern was an opportunity for him.

The last auction item will greatly reduce their competitors.

At this time, Liao Hua couldn't help it and raised his hand to quote his price.

"Six hundred and fifty thousand Xuanyang Dan!"

Before Liao Hua's hand could be put down, Wei said aloud on the side: "Seven hundred thousand Xuanyang Dan." ”

So the two sides began a new round of bidding.

But after the price increased to 700,000, even Wei Shun didn't dare to add 50,000 directly in one go, but 120,000.

It seems that their bottom line is probably around 700,000.

"Seven hundred and one thousand!"

"Seven hundred and thirty thousand!"

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Wei Shun Liaohua you come and go, although the price increase has slowed down, but neither side wants to easily give this war paint to the other party.

"Eight hundred thousand!"

And at this moment, Feng Ming, who had not spoken for a long time, raised his hand and said.

800,000!

The moment this price came out, the entire auction hall was a lot quieter.

Eight hundred thousand Xuanyang Pills, even in the Great Demon City, are enough to bankrupt some small forces.

Even Liao Hua and Wei Shun were stunned for a while, and did not immediately quote a higher price.

Wu Yuan found that the old man on the field exhaled lightly, it seems that 800,000 is the expected price of the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, as long as it can reach or exceed 800,000, this war pattern will not lose.

"Elder Liao, Gongzi Wei also knows that those of us who strike iron have no resistance to this kind of texture and the like. So I hope that the two of you will raise your noble hands and let me go. In return, I will definitely not interfere in the next martial arts competition! Feng Ming looked at the two and said.

"Joke, after you take down this ice attribute war paint, do you still have that ability to compete for the seventh-grade martial arts?" Seeing this, Wu Yuan couldn't help but mock.

Feng Ming's abacus is really good, in fact, from the perspective of the three major forces, the value of Xuanyang Dan to them is definitely not comparable to war paint and martial arts.

As long as there is a certain harvest, then for them, it is earned!

A war paint, a martial arts, among the three major forces, there will always be one force, and it will return in vain.

"Elder Feng said with a smile, I'm also very interested in war paints! Eight hundred and one thousand. Liao Hua ignored Feng Ming and quoted a price again.

"Eight hundred and twenty thousand! It's all at this point, and there's no point in talking about that. Let's go our separate ways! After Wei Shun quoted a price, he also replied.

A hint of gloom flashed on Feng Ming's face, but he quickly returned to normal, he smiled and said, "That's good! Just like what Wei Gongzi said, each by means! Eight hundred and seventy thousand! ”

Unlike Liaohua Wei Shun, Feng Ming's price increase is still very large, and it seems that this Daqimen is indeed a good place to make money.

Wu Yuan didn't believe it, after this seven-rank ice attribute battle pattern was photographed, Feng Ming would hand it over to Daqimen.

As soon as the price of 870,000 appeared, even Liao Hua Wei Shun was a little stunned for a while.

They didn't expect that the funds prepared by Daqimen would be so sufficient.

After thinking about it for a while, Liao Hua took the lead in sitting down, which also meant that the Great Demon Gate gave up the competition for this seven-grade battle pattern.

Seeing this, Wei Shun also waved his sleeves and gave up as well.

Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and finally won this seven-grade battle pattern.

So today, they have gained something.

The old man looked around and saw that there was no one else competing with Feng Ming, so he was ready to announce the ownership of the last war paint.

But at the last moment, a familiar scene happened again.

"Eight hundred and eighty thousand!"

Wu Yuan said lightly a price.

Snatched Feng Ming's upcoming war paint.

Although Wu Yuan was not interested in this war pattern, just like Wei Shun, he wanted to disgust Feng Ming.

This kind of ungrateful, Wu Yuan really looks down on it.

When everyone heard the people in the room quote again, they reacted, and in the competition just now, there was no price quoted in the room.

To be precise, since the battle with Wei Shun, Wu Yuan has never quoted a price.

Everyone almost forgot that Wu Yuan still existed.

Liao Hua looked at Feng Ming, whose face was gloomy again, and couldn't help but smile.

This kind of thing, when he becomes a bystander, will be very happy to watch.

Even Wei Shun, who had been pitted by Wu Yuan, had a happy expression on his face.

Obviously, he had forgotten that when Wu Yuan pitted him, he and Feng Ming were exactly the same.

Feng Ming slowly exhaled and said with a smile: "But I forgot that there is still Your Excellency." Nine hundred thousand! ”

Nine hundred thousand Xuanyang Dan!

The price has broken through to today's peak.

The old man on the auction table already had a smile on his face, although the seven-rank war pattern was indeed rare, but for their Wanjin Chamber of Commerce, the seven-rank war pattern was really nothing.

But today's auction can bring a lot of results to their Great Demon City Wanjin Chamber of Commerce Branch.

This is what the old man values.

"Boy, be careful, if you wait for more than 900,000 to buy a seven-grade war pattern, there is no place to cry!" Lin Lang whispered and explained.

After all, this war paint is a bit chicken for Wu Yuan.

The ultimate goal of Wu Yuan's trip this time was a spirit pattern.

"Don't worry, I just don't want to see him take it down so easily. Know what to expect. Wu Yuan said with a smile.

After saying that, he also gave up the competition.

In the end, Feng Ming won this seven-grade ice attribute battle pattern at the price of 900,000 Xuanyang Pill.

And after the final destination of the seven-grade war paint was determined, everyone understood that the last auction item of today was coming.

The tray appeared again, only this time, there was no curtain on the pallet, but a ball of light.

Through the light cluster, you can vaguely see that there is a small wooden plaque inside.

On the wooden plaque, what is recorded should be the seven-grade martial arts.

This way of storing martial arts is a very common thing in the Martial Arts Continent.

"This martial art, called Lei Xing Jinpeng, is a body martial art. Exercise to the extreme, cultivate to the fullest, and the speed of your body will be as agile as the Jinpeng Demon Beast. Everyone, I don't need to go into too much detail about the martial arts, the rarity of this kind of thing, I think you are also very clear. So the auction starts straight away, so let's bid. ”

This time, the old man didn't even say a reserve price, but the competition behind him would definitely not lose the seven-rank ice attribute war pattern just now.

"Seven hundred thousand Xuanyang Dan!" This time, Wei Shun didn't wait, he directly quoted a price.

And this price, after the price was quoted, directly persuaded half of the people in the auction.

Only some slightly larger forces dared to raise the price, but they were all beaten back by Wei Shun.

The last auction had just begun, and the price had already come to 770,000 Xuanyang Dan.

"Eight hundred thousand!"

In the end, the competitors still became Liao Hua and Wei Shun.

Feng Ming got the seven-rank battle pattern, so this time, he withdrew from the competition early.

"Liao Hua, we won't play these fake ones. I know that the final price of your Great Demon Gate seems to be around 840,000, so our Wei family will directly pay 850,000! If you can offer a higher price, we will continue to compete. Wei Shun stared at Liao Hua, it seems that the Wei family knows a lot about the Great Demon Gate.

And Wei Shun didn't want to waste any more time, so he directly quoted a limit price.

Sure enough, Wu Yuan found that Liao Hua's complexion changed for a while after hearing the offer of 850,000 yuan.

There was anger, there was confusion, but the ultimatum turned into helplessness.

"We are the big devil and withdraw from the competition."

Wei Shun took the opportunity to look at Feng Ming on the side, Feng Ming shook his head, indicating that he definitely didn't want to fight.

Then, Wei Shun turned his head and looked at the room where Wu Yuan was.

Now, in the entire auction, only Wu Yuan can compete with Wei Shun.

"Since everyone is looking at me, I'm too embarrassed not to speak. Nine hundred thousand! ”

This time, Wu Yuan didn't have 11,000 disgusting Wei Shun, because this martial art was also very important to Wu Yuan.

The moment this martial art appeared, the Extreme Martial Order in Wu Yuan's mind trembled slightly.

Although the trembling amplitude is very small, this is enough, Lei Xing Jinpeng, he will definitely take it!

Hearing Wu Yuan's offer, everyone on the field gasped, they didn't expect that Wu Yuan would be so decisive and directly quote the highest price on the field.

Nine hundred thousand Xuanyang Pill, just now Feng Ming won the seven-grade battle pattern at this price.

"Nine hundred and fifty thousand!" Wei Shun stretched out his hand again and quoted a price.

Wu Yuan found that Wei Shun's outstretched hand was trembling slightly after quoting this price.

It is conceivable that this price is not easy to take out even for Wei Shun and the Wei family.

"But it's a pity, I must win this martial art today!"

"One million Xuanyang Pill!"

As Wu Yuan's voice sounded, it seemed that today's auction was about to come to an end.

Wei Shun stared at the room where Wu Yuan was with wide eyes, even he didn't expect that Wu Yuan would increase the price of 950,000 to 500,000 again, which was really not a small amount.

Wu Yuan looked at Wei Shun, whose complexion was changing rapidly, and suddenly a not very good feeling appeared in his heart.

Then, Wu Yuan saw that Wei Shun raised his hand and said again: "One hundred and fifty thousand!" ”

And after saying this price, Wei Shun turned around directly and sat on the chair.

It seems like I've given up on the fight.

After all, this 50,000 can be regarded as the last struggle of the Wei family.

In Wei Shun's opinion, Wu Yuan can easily shout out a million, and the hole cards he has must be more than that.

The price of 50,000 yuan must still be able to be figured out.

However, just when Wei Shun thought that he had no hope, he did not delay hearing Wu Yuan's offer.

No one heard the voice of anticipation.

It wasn't until the end, when the old man announced his final belonging, that everyone reacted.

It turns out that one million is also Wuyuan's last bottom line.

Wu Yuan shook his head, he didn't expect that it would end like this in the end.

"It's a pity, you didn't know to put more of it in the first place."

"Who knows. Besides, people have 50,000 more, and you can't even take out 50,000? ”

"Fifty thousand, three, thousand!"

"Come on, just your three thousand Xuanyang Pills, what are you going to do."