Douluo's dark martial arts

"Why is he here!"

Just as Tiqi and his party entered the special passage one after another, Tang San, who was sitting in the black seat area, couldn't help but have a trace of panic in his eyes.

Xiao Wu, who was sitting aside, noticed Tang San's change in mood and immediately put her hand on the other man's arm, whispering comfortingly,

"Don't panic, we're all wearing masks. He can't spot us from such a distance."

Teach's exaggerated appearance with a group of "thugs" had already attracted the attention of everyone in the auction house.

However, due to the sense of oppression from Teach and his party, everyone remained dull. It was not until the main force entered the special passage that the others could barely breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ha~ It's true that a hero comes from a young boy.

He has already started to develop his temperament at such a young age. If he does not die young in the future, his future cannot be underestimated. "

The man sitting next to Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at Tiqi's disappearing back and murmured to himself with emotion,

But this sentence happened to hit the lungs of Tang San and Xiao Wu at the same time.

Xiao Wu snorted coldly and retorted, "What kind of hero is he?

Uncle, I'm afraid you didn't just see his power. Let me tell you, this hero you talk about is not a good thing.

Mistress..."

Seeing Xiao Wu talking more and more, Tang San on the side quickly stretched out his hand and tugged Xiao Wu's sleeve, stopping him.

"Forgot what I told you? Don't talk nonsense when you go out."

"Little three..."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but be slightly startled when he heard the girl's address to the boy.

It seemed that I had heard a similar title somewhere, and it was on my lips, but I couldn't remember it.

Putting aside his thoughts about where he had heard this title, Ning Fengzhi curiously asked the two people around him who were wary of him,

"It seems that you are very prejudiced against that person. Have you suffered at his hands?"

As the sect leader of the Shangsan Sect, Ning Fengzhi had somewhat heard of this rising star in Wuhun Palace.

His life experience was miserable at the beginning, and his promotion failed in the middle.

If life is compared to a chessboard, Teach's life so far is definitely the luckiest, but it is also the most tortuous.

He was obviously gifted with innate soul power, but he was kept by some thoughtful people, delaying the opportunity to develop in the Spirit Hall.

A similar experience happened to one of my daughter's friends, a food-type soul master with innate soul power.

But compared to the food-type soul master who was trained to lie flat, Teach was the lucky one among the misfortunes.

Relying on his exaggerated talent, he was promoted step by step from the branch hall to the main hall, and finally was focused on by Wuhun Hall.

In terms of skills, at the age of 13, he attracted several families from the soul master circle to work for him.

If the force behind the other party was not the Wuhun Palace, Ning Fengzhi really wanted to bring the other party and his daughter together.

"We had a fight in the spirit fighting arena, and there was some minor friction."

Tang San stared at the special passage with deep eyes. He didn't need to let everyone know what Tiqi had done to him.

Because even if others knew about Teach's evil deeds, they wouldn't do anything in the end. There was no need for him to share his pain with others.

Besides, who knows who in this auction house is close to Wuhun Palace and who is neutral?

Talking about things about yourself at will without knowing each other will only cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Don't you want to talk?"

Ning Fengzhi observed the complicated eyes under Tang San's mask. After all, he was also an old fox. A mask alone couldn't stop his ability to observe words and expressions.

But seeing that Tang San didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more questions.

Everyone has their own unbearable past. Although he is curious, he is not gossipy enough to know the full bottom line.

At this moment, the host on the podium introduced into the loudspeaker,

"Down below! What we are going to auction is the best snow silkworm elixir!

It has the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the vitality, which is of great help to the soul master’s practice! "

As he was talking, a maid in a white short skirt came onto the stage pushing a trolley, stretched out her hand to lift the red cloth,

When everyone present saw the snow silkworm elixir as thick as a forearm, they couldn't help but comment below,

"What is that thing? Why does it look like a bug?"

"That's right, is it a magical elixir or a bug? I've never seen such a big elixir before? It can't be fake, right?"

"A cornucopia! It must be a cornucopia!"

Compared to other laymen who didn't know much about elixirs, when Tang San saw the snow silkworm on the cart that was as thick as a forearm,

My heart suddenly trembled, and my brain thought of the cornucopia recorded in Baijie of Hidden Weapons as if it was electrified.

It can make elixirs like snow silkworms grow to such a huge size. Without the nourishment of the cornucopia, they would never grow so big in the wild.

"If I can find the cornucopia and use the elixir there to help me, I might really have a chance to catch up with Teach..."

Tang San looked at the Snow Silkworm on the stage in a daze, his mind already drifting away to the matter of revenge.

If he wanted to catch up with a monster like Teach based on his talent alone, the chance of success would be very slim.

Being able to practice normally after having his soul bone taken away was considered a blessing among misfortunes for his experience.

However, the snow silkworm that seemed to be growing out of the cornucopia in front of him gave Tang San a glimmer of real hope.

“Take a photo of it first, then try to meet the seller later.”

Soon, Tang San made a preliminary decision in his mind.

The starting price of [-] gold soul coins was barely within his range. When he found a seller,

No matter what means he uses, he must hold the cornucopia firmly in his hands.

fifty thousand!

One hundred thousand!

15 million!

...

Youdao means that ideals are full, but reality is cruel. Just when Tang San thought he could take a photo of this product,

The noble from the red area in the front row, as if he was deliberately going against him, actually raised the price to 50 gold soul coins.

"Is this person crazy? There is no need to raise the price so high?!"

Xiao Wu who was standing by asked in confusion, "It's just a herb. 50 gold soul coins are enough for an ordinary person to live a lifetime, right?"

"It's Tezolo, a famous golden nobleman in Tiandou City.

Their family is famous for being rich, so it might be difficult for you to compete with him. "

Ning Fengzhi saw that Tang San and Xiao Wu were embarrassed and reminded them,

"Stop following the bid and increase it to 50 gold soul coins.

This is no longer just for purchase, they are washing soul coins. These nobles have come quite well. There should be interesting things in the auction today. "

Regarding the aristocratic power in Tiandou City, Ning Fengzhi's words were very plain.

After all, as one of the top three sects, the leader of the Double Douluo sect of the Qibao Glazed Sect, he has full confidence to look down on these so-called "powerful people".

But for Tang San, looking at Tiqi who was sitting on the red chair in front of him and whispering to the noble representative, for some reason he began to feel inexplicably irritable.

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