Chapter 82: Prices with the Soul Demon Clan (2,3)
"We are lucky in this auction. The two world-class fighting skills that the team needs are very suitable." Xiao Yan stroked the handrail of the red sandalwood, and was very satisfied with this movie "Shadow Attack".
"Sister, what price do you think this fighting skill will reach?" Xiao Yan asked Zhen Ni.
"Haha, my brother also saw that this fighting skill is not comparable to the average world-class primary fighting skill? This fighting skill is obviously very suitable for assassination. It can play a role in regaining the situation or even turning the world at critical moments. Therefore, the competition for this fighting skill must be very fierce, and the price will be far beyond expectations." Zhen Ni said this, and then said: "However, after all, it is only the primary, and the price should not exceed 4.6 million."
Xiao Yan secretly admired Zhen Ni's accurate judgment. After all, he was the manager of the auction house and even made the highest price vaguely, so he asked, "Then do you see how much I'm paying?"
Xiao Yan's intention was very obvious. He did not want to bid in a tug-of-war manner, but directly bid to a reasonable price.
"The starting price is only 2.5 million, but now it has been called 3.5 million. My brother directly offers 4.2 million. To cooperate with the shock caused by the previous bite of Jing Shen Gun, no one will blindly increase the price." Speaking of auction bidding, Zhen Ni is really smart.
"Four and two million."
Xiao Yan bid.
There was a sudden noise in the auction hall, and everyone who looked at the same bidding number as the Shocking Gun was crying.
Is there such a bidding call? You can add 700,000 yuan at once? This is not the case if you have money. Everyone unconsciously divides the bidding VIP houses for a wealthy and extremely high-profile force in their hearts.
As Zhen Ni expected, indeed, no one was willing to compete with a major force that didn't regard money and was so arrogant to compete for a world-class primary fighting skill. Moreover, the price of fighting skills was basically in place. "Shadow Attack" was filmed by Xiao Yan unexpectedly.
"Shadow Attack" was bid for as expected, and Ziying smiled so hard that she couldn't even close her mouth.
"All of them are five-star Doudi and six-star Doudi, all of them have world-class fighting skills. On the Doudi Continent, there are probably not many such teams. Brother, your team is amazing and has unlimited potential." Qing Hao congratulated Xiao Yan.
"Brother has gone too far, I'm just lucky."
"Haha, this is not something that can be done by luck alone." Qing Haoran smiled.
Qing Haoran's praise made Xiao Yan feel a little embarrassed. Xiao Yan smiled angrily and asked Qing Muer: "Muer, do you want to buy something?"
"No, they are all elementary in the world." Qing Mu'er pouted her mouth and shook her head at the communication device. Chapter 82: Prices with the Soul Demon Clan (3) "Haha, okay." Xiao Yan smiled and looked forward to the next battle skills to be auctioned. Now everyone in the team has a world-class battle skills, and the basic goal has been achieved. The following depends on whether there are any fighting skills that suit her. Xiao Yan dared not expect too much, but he was still itchy in his heart, and a shiny light appeared in his eyes.
"The auction of the world-class primary fighting skills has come to an end. So far, thirteen world-class primary fighting skills have been sold, and now only the last five are left..." The auctioneer reminded everyone.
In fact, everyone knows that the purpose of this kind of reminder is very clear, which is to tell everyone: "There are not many good things and you haven't bought them yet, come on bidding." But although I know in my heart, my emotions will still be brought up.
"What? Only five left?"
After the auctioneer reminded him, everyone realized that more than two-thirds of the world-class primary fighting skills had been sold without realizing it. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the thirteen movies were all taken away by three VIP rooms upstairs. Although each family had only four movies, it didn't seem to be much, but there were only eighteen movies in total, and four movies in a family were very exaggerated.
"These three companies are too ruthless to do it. They won't leave us a way out, his grandmother." Someone started to curse.
"It's amazing to rely on your wealth? If I knew who these three families were, I would never let him go." Those who said this probably had a headache. Isn't the auction more money than anyone else? Besides, how could the power to enter VIP rooms be afforded by a mere middle-level force?
"If you don't fight, you really don't have to drink soup." This is the idea of some more rational people.
"Who are these three forces? They are willing to give up such a heavy foundation?" Many major forces are guessing where the other party is coming from and are secretly alert.
Although no one suspects that the three families are actually the same one, after all, I have never heard of any auction of a force to book three VIP rooms at the same time, many people secretly developed resentment towards the three VIP rooms, and their eyes looked upstairs from time to time were filled with a strong jealousy...
"Next, the last five world-class primary fighting skills will appear one by one. Please seize the last chance."
With the introduction of the auctioneer, everyone devoted their energy to the last few opportunities of the world-class primary fighting skills, and fought desperately to snatch it. The price had exceeded the range of reason, and the scene reached a real climax. The crowd was so loud that it seemed that even the ceiling was about to rise. Xiao Yan and others were secretly stunning.
At this time, on the seat in a hidden corner on the east side, a man in black robe was covered in black clothes, as if his true destination was his relationship with darkness. He was raising his head and sweeping his eyes upstairs. When he accidentally fell on a faint figure, he was slightly stunned, and a trace of smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, it's so coincidental..." The voice was very low, so low that no one could hear it except him...
"The price has reached 3.8 million." Xiao Yan looked at the offer that had been beating several times in a second, bit his lip, his eyes became more and more sharp, and his palm slapped the handrail, and his voice became louder, "Not to mention 3.8 million, even if it exceeds 4 million, you have to take it all!"
"No problem." Zhen Ni and Qing Haoran promised at the same time.
Chapter completed!