Chapter 907： Huo Zhenxiong's purpose
"I'll give 10 million!"
At the Tianyu City Linlang auction site, a loud voice suddenly sounded in Box 3.
Xiao Mo, the head of the Xiao family, said half-jokingly:
"Seeing that everyone doesn't speak, I'll show my ugliness."
As Xiao Mo's voice fell, the scene instantly became hot.
The one on the stage is a sixth-order holy artifact-level weapon! ! !
Since thousands of years ago, the magical tide that suddenly erupted in the Nine Nether Continent caused countless powerhouses to disappear out of thin air.
With the disappearance of these powerhouses, there are also countless civilizations in the entire Jiuyou Continent.
Among them are the techniques of refining advanced magic potions and forging magic equipment.
Although this thousands of years down.
Relying on the continuous accumulation of countless talents in this area, a complete system has also been formed.
But the forging technology of the sixth-order holy artifact and above is still a gap that countless artifact refining geniuses cannot cross.
It can be said that the sacred artifact and above equipment that have been preserved in the Nine Nether Continent are all left over thousands of years ago.
Each piece is a unique treasure.
The people who appear in the auction house now are not only for the element elves, but also for this rare holy weapon?
As soon as Xiao Mo's voice fell, the elder Duan in Box 4 couldn't wait to speak:
"12 million."
Next is the Liu family:
"1500 dollars."
...
But it is very strange that this time the bidding has become a fierce confrontation between the three major families in Tianyu City. ’
The entire venue was filled with the voices of the three major families:
Xiao Mo said angrily with a gloomy face:
"Twenty million!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, the elders of the Duan family followed up again:
"Twenty-one million."
Liu family:
"Twenty-three million."
At this time, the senior executives of the Xiao family in Box 3 all showed their shocked expressions:
"Patriarch, you can't add any more."
"Otherwise, for the element elves behind, we will be out of the game."
Xiao Mo in private room 3 looked at the holy weapon on the stage as if he had collapsed, gnashing his teeth and said:
"One last time."
Then Xiao Mo ignored everyone's dissuasion and spoke directly:
"Twenty-five million!"
However, what Xiao Mo could not have imagined was that.
As soon as the price came out, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Apparently the other two do not seem to plan to continue to add.
This scene made Xiao Mo's face happy:
"There is a play!"
But soon he thought of something, and looked nervously at the other private rooms that did not participate in the bidding.
Are they out of money?
Obviously not.
As far as Xiao Mo knew, the Swordsmen Guild that came this time would never give up this rare and top-quality holy weapon so easily.
At this moment, even more nervous than Xiao Mo, was Zong Renhai standing on the stage.
He looked at the silent private rooms, looking forward to someone continuing to increase the price.
However, after waiting for a short time, no one continued to participate in the bidding.
This made Zong Renhai's heart sink violently.
Looking at Zong Renhai who was indifferent, Xiao Mo suddenly reminded with an ugly face:
"Elder Zong, what are you waiting for?"
After the stalemate held for nearly ten seconds, Zong Renhai's forehead involuntarily burst out with fine sweat.
You must know that this weapon is in their Linlang Pavilion, but there is a guaranteed auction!
At the beginning, the lowest price that Linlang Pavilion offered for this sacred artifact was as high as 40 million.
If he can't sell so much, he will make up for the remaining money in Linlang Pavilion.
Although there is a lot of helplessness in his heart, Zong Renhai has no choice but to shout with a face of helplessness due to his long-standing professionalism and the reputation of Linlang Pavilion:
"VIP No. 3 offers 25 million for the first time."
This is the most powerless shout since he presided over the auction:
"VIP No. 3 offers 25 million for the second time."
In the private room where Lin Yi was, he could clearly feel the tense atmosphere that filled the auction scene.
It seemed that every second seemed extremely long at this moment.
But is this holy sword really only worth 25 million?
Just when Zong Renhai picked up the gavel and was about to make a final decision.
A majestic voice suddenly sounded from private room No. 1:
"I can feel that this sacred artifact is related to me, and I hope you can be beautiful as adults."
"Huo X thanked him in advance here."
"I'll pay thirty million."
As Huo Zhenxiong spoke, Xiao Mo suddenly widened his eyes:
"boom!"
Then he fell weakly on the chair, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and said:
"Damn bastard."
Zong Renhai looked at the private room where Huo Zhenxiong was in disbelief, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he did not dare to be too obvious:
"VIP No. 1 bid 30 million."
"This is a rare sixth-order holy artifact, is there anything higher?"
At this moment, a rude voice came from the No. 6 private room:
"City Lord Huo, isn't what you said a bit broken?"
It was Chu Heng, the president of the Tianyucheng Swordsmen Guild who just spoke.
That is, the one in private room No. 6, a strong man with a big sword on his back.
At this moment, Chu Heng was full of displeasure.
Although this 'Holy Sword' looks much slender than the two-handed great sword on him.
But he still couldn't stop his love for swords as a swordsman.
Originally, before Huo Zhenxiong opened his mouth, he was going to ask for the price, but he did not expect it to be the first.
What upset Chu Heng the most was what Huo Zhenxiong said.
Obviously, Huo Zhenxiong planned to use 30 million to take down this holy sword.
What he just said seemed to be light.
But the meaning of the threat is already very obvious.
Those who are present, anyone with a little brain can hear it clearly.
Although Huo Zhenxiong's approach is very inauthentic, it makes people uncomfortable.
But for some reasons, Chu Heng really didn't want to offend this person in this matter.
What Chu Heng said just now was just a reminder to some people.
some people?
Isn't that the pavilion master of Linlang Pavilion, Ling Yuwei.
Ling Yuwei in Box 2 stood up angrily:
"City Lord Huo, are you doing this when I don't exist?"
30 million wants to buy this sixth-order holy artifact that is worth far more than this price.
Let's not talk about how this will affect the prestige of Linlang Pavilion, let's talk about the most basic.
If Huo Zhenxiong really bought it with 30 million yuan, the loss to Linlang Pavilion would undoubtedly be huge.
As the pavilion master of Linlang Pavilion, this kind of thing happened right under my nose, so naturally I couldn't just sit back and ignore it.
Huo Zhenxiong in the box said with an unmoved expression:
"Oh no no no!"
"Auction, the one with the highest price wins."
"If you are interested in this holy artifact, Pavilion Master Ling, I don't mind your identity as Pavilion Master Linglang, just make an offer."
"Everyone competes fairly."
"you!"
Ling Yuwei in the private room 2 suddenly blushed and glared at the box next to her.
Everyone knew that Ling Yuwei was a mage.
A mage spends tens of millions to buy a weapon that he can't use?
No matter how much money Linlang Pavilion has, it can't do such a wasteful thing.
What's more, Huo Zhenxiong's words, the meaning of teasing is already very obvious.
If Ling Yuwei really wants to follow the opening bid, if she wants to avoid saying that she deliberately bid up the price, then she must take this holy artifact.
Only in this way can she prove that she did not deliberately raise the price.
But if so.
As long as Huo Zhenxiong bids blindly, Ling Yuwei will be in an extremely passive position and will have to follow the price.
At that time, even if he wins, he will definitely be able to take this sacred weapon at a price far exceeding his own.
This is definitely not what Ling Yuwei wants to see.
Thinking of this, Ling Yuwei couldn't help but said in anger:
"City Lord Huo is really a good trick!"
Huo Zhenxiong smiled:
"Thank you, Pavilion Master Ling, for cutting your love."
At this time, Huo Zhenxiong also knew that he had done too much But he also had a reason why he had to get this weapon, so he also took a step back:
"It's only this time, it won't happen next time."
"Please rest assured, Pavilion Master Ling."
After Huo Zhenxiong's words were finished, Zong Renhai also knew that he was unable to turn back, so he had to say:
"VIP No. 1 bid 30 million for the first time."
...
"VIP No. 1 bid 30 million for the second time."
...
"VIP No. 1 bid 30 million..."
At this moment, a harsh voice interrupted Zong Renhai:
"31 million."
At the Tianyu City Linlang auction site, a loud voice suddenly sounded in Box 3.
Xiao Mo, the head of the Xiao family, said half-jokingly:
"Seeing that everyone doesn't speak, I'll show my ugliness."
As Xiao Mo's voice fell, the scene instantly became hot.
The one on the stage is a sixth-order holy artifact-level weapon! ! !
Since thousands of years ago, the magical tide that suddenly erupted in the Nine Nether Continent caused countless powerhouses to disappear out of thin air.
With the disappearance of these powerhouses, there are also countless civilizations in the entire Jiuyou Continent.
Among them are the techniques of refining advanced magic potions and forging magic equipment.
Although this thousands of years down.
Relying on the continuous accumulation of countless talents in this area, a complete system has also been formed.
But the forging technology of the sixth-order holy artifact and above is still a gap that countless artifact refining geniuses cannot cross.
It can be said that the sacred artifact and above equipment that have been preserved in the Nine Nether Continent are all left over thousands of years ago.
Each piece is a unique treasure.
The people who appear in the auction house now are not only for the element elves, but also for this rare holy weapon?
As soon as Xiao Mo's voice fell, the elder Duan in Box 4 couldn't wait to speak:
"12 million."
Next is the Liu family:
"1500 dollars."
...
But it is very strange that this time the bidding has become a fierce confrontation between the three major families in Tianyu City. ’
The entire venue was filled with the voices of the three major families:
Xiao Mo said angrily with a gloomy face:
"Twenty million!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, the elders of the Duan family followed up again:
"Twenty-one million."
Liu family:
"Twenty-three million."
At this time, the senior executives of the Xiao family in Box 3 all showed their shocked expressions:
"Patriarch, you can't add any more."
"Otherwise, for the element elves behind, we will be out of the game."
Xiao Mo in private room 3 looked at the holy weapon on the stage as if he had collapsed, gnashing his teeth and said:
"One last time."
Then Xiao Mo ignored everyone's dissuasion and spoke directly:
"Twenty-five million!"
However, what Xiao Mo could not have imagined was that.
As soon as the price came out, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Apparently the other two do not seem to plan to continue to add.
This scene made Xiao Mo's face happy:
"There is a play!"
But soon he thought of something, and looked nervously at the other private rooms that did not participate in the bidding.
Are they out of money?
Obviously not.
As far as Xiao Mo knew, the Swordsmen Guild that came this time would never give up this rare and top-quality holy weapon so easily.
At this moment, even more nervous than Xiao Mo, was Zong Renhai standing on the stage.
He looked at the silent private rooms, looking forward to someone continuing to increase the price.
However, after waiting for a short time, no one continued to participate in the bidding.
This made Zong Renhai's heart sink violently.
Looking at Zong Renhai who was indifferent, Xiao Mo suddenly reminded with an ugly face:
"Elder Zong, what are you waiting for?"
After the stalemate held for nearly ten seconds, Zong Renhai's forehead involuntarily burst out with fine sweat.
You must know that this weapon is in their Linlang Pavilion, but there is a guaranteed auction!
At the beginning, the lowest price that Linlang Pavilion offered for this sacred artifact was as high as 40 million.
If he can't sell so much, he will make up for the remaining money in Linlang Pavilion.
Although there is a lot of helplessness in his heart, Zong Renhai has no choice but to shout with a face of helplessness due to his long-standing professionalism and the reputation of Linlang Pavilion:
"VIP No. 3 offers 25 million for the first time."
This is the most powerless shout since he presided over the auction:
"VIP No. 3 offers 25 million for the second time."
In the private room where Lin Yi was, he could clearly feel the tense atmosphere that filled the auction scene.
It seemed that every second seemed extremely long at this moment.
But is this holy sword really only worth 25 million?
Just when Zong Renhai picked up the gavel and was about to make a final decision.
A majestic voice suddenly sounded from private room No. 1:
"I can feel that this sacred artifact is related to me, and I hope you can be beautiful as adults."
"Huo X thanked him in advance here."
"I'll pay thirty million."
As Huo Zhenxiong spoke, Xiao Mo suddenly widened his eyes:
"boom!"
Then he fell weakly on the chair, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and said:
"Damn bastard."
Zong Renhai looked at the private room where Huo Zhenxiong was in disbelief, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he did not dare to be too obvious:
"VIP No. 1 bid 30 million."
"This is a rare sixth-order holy artifact, is there anything higher?"
At this moment, a rude voice came from the No. 6 private room:
"City Lord Huo, isn't what you said a bit broken?"
It was Chu Heng, the president of the Tianyucheng Swordsmen Guild who just spoke.
That is, the one in private room No. 6, a strong man with a big sword on his back.
At this moment, Chu Heng was full of displeasure.
Although this 'Holy Sword' looks much slender than the two-handed great sword on him.
But he still couldn't stop his love for swords as a swordsman.
Originally, before Huo Zhenxiong opened his mouth, he was going to ask for the price, but he did not expect it to be the first.
What upset Chu Heng the most was what Huo Zhenxiong said.
Obviously, Huo Zhenxiong planned to use 30 million to take down this holy sword.
What he just said seemed to be light.
But the meaning of the threat is already very obvious.
Those who are present, anyone with a little brain can hear it clearly.
Although Huo Zhenxiong's approach is very inauthentic, it makes people uncomfortable.
But for some reasons, Chu Heng really didn't want to offend this person in this matter.
What Chu Heng said just now was just a reminder to some people.
some people?
Isn't that the pavilion master of Linlang Pavilion, Ling Yuwei.
Ling Yuwei in Box 2 stood up angrily:
"City Lord Huo, are you doing this when I don't exist?"
30 million wants to buy this sixth-order holy artifact that is worth far more than this price.
Let's not talk about how this will affect the prestige of Linlang Pavilion, let's talk about the most basic.
If Huo Zhenxiong really bought it with 30 million yuan, the loss to Linlang Pavilion would undoubtedly be huge.
As the pavilion master of Linlang Pavilion, this kind of thing happened right under my nose, so naturally I couldn't just sit back and ignore it.
Huo Zhenxiong in the box said with an unmoved expression:
"Oh no no no!"
"Auction, the one with the highest price wins."
"If you are interested in this holy artifact, Pavilion Master Ling, I don't mind your identity as Pavilion Master Linglang, just make an offer."
"Everyone competes fairly."
"you!"
Ling Yuwei in the private room 2 suddenly blushed and glared at the box next to her.
Everyone knew that Ling Yuwei was a mage.
A mage spends tens of millions to buy a weapon that he can't use?
No matter how much money Linlang Pavilion has, it can't do such a wasteful thing.
What's more, Huo Zhenxiong's words, the meaning of teasing is already very obvious.
If Ling Yuwei really wants to follow the opening bid, if she wants to avoid saying that she deliberately bid up the price, then she must take this holy artifact.
Only in this way can she prove that she did not deliberately raise the price.
But if so.
As long as Huo Zhenxiong bids blindly, Ling Yuwei will be in an extremely passive position and will have to follow the price.
At that time, even if he wins, he will definitely be able to take this sacred weapon at a price far exceeding his own.
This is definitely not what Ling Yuwei wants to see.
Thinking of this, Ling Yuwei couldn't help but said in anger:
"City Lord Huo is really a good trick!"
Huo Zhenxiong smiled:
"Thank you, Pavilion Master Ling, for cutting your love."
At this time, Huo Zhenxiong also knew that he had done too much But he also had a reason why he had to get this weapon, so he also took a step back:
"It's only this time, it won't happen next time."
"Please rest assured, Pavilion Master Ling."
After Huo Zhenxiong's words were finished, Zong Renhai also knew that he was unable to turn back, so he had to say:
"VIP No. 1 bid 30 million for the first time."
...
"VIP No. 1 bid 30 million for the second time."
...
"VIP No. 1 bid 30 million..."
At this moment, a harsh voice interrupted Zong Renhai:
"31 million."
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