The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 1215: I want something else

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"Mr. Wan, even if it is you, you still have to bid to participate in the auction. The rules for the higher bidder are unbreakable!"

Luo Shuiyao spoke in full view.

As soon as this statement came out, Wan Qiu coldly snorted: "No matter how much this kid bids, I am 10,000 higher than him, what else can you say!"

"That's good!" Luo Shuiyao nodded: "Brother Chen bid 20,000 yuan!"

"I give out thirty thousand!"

Wan Qiu didn't even think about it, and directly quoted a price.

But what he never expected was that Chen Fan also quoted a price later.

"Thirty-five thousand!"

As soon as this statement came out, Wan Qiu's pupils shrank, and his entire face showed an unbelievable look. He immediately pointed to Chen Fan on the second floor and said: "You are a casual cultivator, and I don’t believe it You can come up with thirty-five thousand!"

"You are tired of making trouble at the auction!"

As soon as Wan Qiu's voice fell, Chen Fan waved his big sleeves and summoned 35,000 high-grade spirit stones from his storage bag, and piled them into a hill in the box.

"So, is that enough?"

Seeing so many spirit stones, everyone was shocked. They didn't understand, how could such a young monk be so rich?

For an instant, a little greed appeared on someone's face, but after another thought, Chen Fan dared to confront the Wanyong Chamber of Commerce head-on. Is it something they can encroach on?

Wan Qiu was also shocked by Chen Fan, but it doesn't matter, what he lacks most is money!

"Bid forty-five thousand less!"

"I pay fifty thousand!"

In a short moment, a volume of ordinary martial arts was actually called for a sky-high price of 50,000 yuan, which is something that everyone had never expected.

Even the immediate matter is not as simple as an auction, it is clearly fighting for the rich!

"Bid less...Sixty thousand!"

At this moment, Wan Qiu almost gritted his teeth and said that sixty thousand high-grade spirit stones are not a small sum for him. After all, no matter how rich the Chamber of Commerce is, he cannot use it at will. There is his father.

But what can be, Haikou has already boasted that he can't slap himself in the face.

"I have sixty-five thousand!"

Chen Fan quoted again, and at the same time, 65,000 high-grade spirit stones almost filled his box.

These are all white spirit stones, greedy drooling!

When the price came out here, Wan Qiu was almost desperate. The most property he could use was only about 70,000 yuan. If Chen Fan could take out more spirit stones, he would be embarrassed this time and threw it to his grandma's house. Up.

"Bid less! Seventy thousand!"

The last sentence, Wan Qiu almost roared out, after all, he had just said that no matter how much Chen Fan bid, he was 10,000 higher than the other party.

It's only been a long time since I've been self-defeating, and I can't help myself.

As for Chen Fan, after feeling all the performance of Wan Qiu and the uneven twitching of the muscles on his face, he smiled slightly and took all the spirit stones in the box back.

"Since Brother Wan wants to get this volume of exercises so much, Chen is a beautiful adult!"

A light and fluttering sentence made the number of martial arts students who had been added to 20,000 became 70,000, and Wan Qiu spent 50,000 spiritual stones.

At this moment, some people even doubted whether Chen Fan was invited by Wanbao Pavilion.

Seeing Wan Qiu's meat pain, he paid for the spirit stone on the spot, and after putting the dragon thorns he didn't need into the storage bag, Chen Fan smiled again.

"So, I would like to thank Brother Wan, but now I, compared to the dragon thorn, still want something else!"

Chen Fan's eyes were piercing, and he flew down directly from the window of the second floor box.

"For example...your life!"

A word was spoken, and the audience was shocked. No one thought that Chen Fan was so strong that he dared to threaten to kill Wan Qiu?