This thing was called 100,000 yuan before it was finished. Long Gan was very jealous. If I had made such a thing, I would have made a lot of money. But I forgot that if someone knew that there was something, I would have been killed and robbed.

The fat man was so happy at this time that he didn't expect that he could sell so much. In fact, he wanted to put this pill behind him, and there were several things in front of him that were more than this time, but the master said this and he did it, not understanding why.

The next auction included a few weapons and some fighting skills, which looked very attractive, but the dragon was not interested, and few people in the VIP area were attracted by these things, and they were wondering why there were not many good ones behind the first such a good one.

When the sixth round of the auction was held, Long Gan saw the fat man clapping his hands in a very embarrassing manner. The maid brought an ancient box from behind. The box was neither gold nor wood, and there were some patterns on it, but no one could understand it. He also knew that it was a very ancient thing. Everyone was confused when they saw the fat man's embarrassed face, and they didn't know why he showed such a look.

The fat man opened the box in a very embarrassing way. Everyone saw the things inside as he opened the box clearly. They were all stunned for a moment. Then many people looked strange and silent.

When Longgan saw this thing, his body couldn't help trembling, and his face was half red as if it was roasted by fire. He almost stood up from his seat, but finally he held it back.

Fortunately, others didn't see his face, otherwise they would all look at him strangely.

Bai Min saw it clearly by his side. When he saw that thing clearly, he felt a little surprised. No wonder he could have made this happen. This thing may not be worth anything to others, but it is simply a priceless treasure to Long Gan.

The fat man took out the thing, which was a very simple scroll, and said in a little embarrassingly: "Everyone has seen it, I think many people have heard of such existence. In the ancient past, when we fighters had not yet had a place, warriors were everywhere, and most of the people who practiced were warriors." Seeing that some people heard about it, the fat man said: "Warriors were once very powerful, relying on their physical bodies to surround the Star Dou Continent. It is said that the body of those strong people can be compared with some ancient monsters at the same level. The strength of the flesh cannot be ignored!"

"But as time goes by, warriors are becoming more and more rare, and there are more fighting people. I think only a few people understand the reason. The cultivation of warriors is too cruel, and it is much easier than our fighting people. Many people do not want to endure that kind of pain and choose to fight people. The warriors decline, so there are no warriors now, and they are all fighting people."

Everyone was uproaring. It turned out that the warrior was so declining. Unexpectedly, it was because of this reason that a powerful profession disappeared.

"But" the fat man's face turned right and said, "The warriors are very powerful, and they may not be as good as the fighting master in the early stage. However, as their strength increases, the body and strength of the warriors are much stronger than ours. At the level of the Great Fighter, it can be said that few people in the same level can defeat them, even if they are the Great Fighter, they are no exception. Unless those who have special fighting skills or the peak of the Great Fighter can defeat them. Because their bodies are too strong and can be compared with some treasure blades."

Everyone was surprised to hear this and it turned out that the warrior was so powerful.

"Hmph, that is, I just talk. If there is a pure warrior standing in front of me now, I will slap him to death with one palm, and I don't even need a weapon!" This was a person in the VIP area and said, with a proud face, stretching out his lavender clothes and dark skin, as if he was afraid that others would not recognize him.

The fat man was stunned and felt that he had said too much. He smiled embarrassedly and said slowly: "It's my fault. Now this book is a scroll of a warrior. It is actually a martial arts skill and a martial arts skill. I didn't want to take it out because the martial arts skills should have disappeared now, but my master asked me to take it out and I had no choice but to show my ugly words. This book was also obtained by my master when he got the treasure."

When he heard him say this, even the people in the VIP area changed their faces. If this person said it was true, then the treasure might be very ancient, it was a thing from the warriors, and it was not an ordinary treasure. Just think of things like the Holy Dragon Pill.

The Holy Dragon Pill is a rare pill. Even in the ancient past, there is not much. Whether it is a warrior or a fighter, his strength can be greatly increased at the level of a great fighter. Put it first and then take it out. Is it implying that that thing is not an ancient treasure that the Holy Dragon Pill can compare with? Is it equivalent to not that rare pill in front of that thing? Everyone was excited, and some even wanted to force it to snatch it, but when the master thought of it, all the impulse suppressed.

Although the fat man was in a dilemma, he saw many people in the VIP area looking at him with jealous eyes and knew what they thought. He thought that his master was so smart. He coughed twice and said, "This martial art is extremely powerful. Although the fighting master is not as good as a martial artist after practicing, he should not be underestimated. This martial art starts at 5,000 gold coins, and each time is no less than one hundred gold coins. Now it starts!" The fat man knocked on the hammer, and his palms trembled. He knew that even if he said this, there would not be many people interested. His master inferred that what he needed to practice this skill was a strong body, otherwise he might harm him.

Sure enough, no one is calling here, especially those in the VIP area. Although they know that the auction of the Holy Dragon Pill and that thing is definitely not ordinary, the more they do, the higher the requirements for practicing this martial arts, and when they come to their hands, it is likely that they are a piece of waste. It is better to keep money to compete for the last treasure.

Long Qian was very excited now. He wanted to bid when the fat man just hit the hammer, but when he thought that this would attract people's attention, he was so excited that he waited for a while. He knew that those people would definitely not sell something that they could not use. Sooner or later, it would be his own. It would be bad if he was anxious.

The fat man saw that no one bidding, and felt disappointed in his heart. He sighed secretly, and it was indeed the same as he thought. He was about to put away the thing in disappointment, but he heard a cold voice sound.

"Five thousand ones"

"Wow" Many people turned their eyes to that person and found that it was a man in a black robe in the VIP area.

"And, you still want to do anything martial arts if you don't even know? Even if you know, you can practice it? Now there is no martial arts skills." A lot of voices sounded in the field. It was obvious that this person was an idiot who spent so much money to buy such a thing as a mirror and water moon.

However, if they knew that Long Gan was a warrior, they might not say that. Long Gan was bound to win this martial arts. It was very difficult to create a skill by themselves. What he lacked now is martial arts.

The fat man's face was overjoyed when he heard this. It would be better if someone had auctioned it. If it wasn't sold, someone would have left a message. What they are most afraid of in auction houses is that they can't auction items.

"Five thousand one, is there anyone else to ask for it? Is there anyone who raises the price?" Although the fat man said this, he also understood that it was impossible for someone to raise the price.

"Five thousand two"

Another person shouted the price. Long Gan frowned when he heard it. He looked at the owner who was making a sound and found that it was the arrogant guy who was also looking at him at this time.

Long Gan felt that this person was very ungrateful. If I don’t ask for a price, you won’t ask for it. If I ask for a price, you will call it. OK, aren’t you awesome? I don’t believe you dare to compete with me.

"Five Thousand Five" Long Gan looked at the arrogant young man provocatively, meaning you continue to add.

The fat man found that someone had bidding, and couldn't hide his pride on his face. He pulled the duck's throat and shouted: "Now it's 5,500, is there anyone else who has a price increase?"

The young man with a arrogant face looked at Long Gan and always felt that this person was not simple. Although he was as strong as a great fighter, he felt unfathomable. He felt a little strange and had a competition. Seeing the man's provocative gaze, he doubted whether he had thought too much just now, but now he doesn't want to lose to this person.

The young man "Six thousand" also began to increase the price.

@#￥%@#￥@%... Long Gan cursed secretly, it would be bad if this continues.

When the people around saw that the two of them seemed to have some deep hatred, they all felt a little funny, and they were actually competing for something useless.

Long Gan was also worried that he would arouse others' suspicion, so he cruelly reported a number, but he didn't believe that he would dare to delay the most important thing behind because of this.

"Ten thousand!"
Chapter completed!