The years when I would transform

Tai Chi muscle splitting and acupuncture is a unique martial art that Wang Xiao learned when he was a disciple in Wudang. It combines Wudang's mental skills to form a method of acupuncture evolution. This method can effectively block the actions of evolvers whose strength is lower than that of the performer.

The saint didn't know what the Wudang Sect was, nor did she know the evolutionary principle of Tai Chi acupoint pressing. She only knew that she was going to be auctioned off.

"Wang, you evil thief, you are dreaming! There is no network coverage here, how do you know the details of the live broadcast and how can you conduct the auction?" The saint protested angrily.

Hearing this, Wang Xiao pretended to be suddenly enlightened, tapped his forehead and said with a smile: "Oh, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have really forgotten about this. However, there are always more solutions than problems..."

After saying that, Wang Xiao used energy as a guide to weave a rope in an instant, which was tightly bound around the waist of the saint. Then he pulled her up into the air, straight into the sky, and flew endlessly.

They traveled through the turbulence of the troposphere, the tranquility of the stratosphere, the thinness of the mesosphere, and the fiery heat of the thermosphere, finally hovering at the edge of the exosphere, where the atmosphere meets space.

If he goes up any further, Wang Xiao will leave Lanyue Star, which will be regarded as an automatic waiver, so he stops here.

At this time, outside the Lanyue Star, the stars were shining brightly, and various spaceships were hovering in the space. Wang Xiao and the Saint Girl were suspended on the thin edge of the exosphere, as if they were in a secret corner of the universe.

Wang Xiao raised a sly smile and said to the Saint, "Who said that there can't be an auction without the Internet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver unicorn came stepping across the starry sky. On the back of the unicorn sat an old man with an angry face. The old man had a pair of golden wings behind him, which were dazzling. In an instant, he came a thousand meters away from Wang Xiao.

The old man's eyes were shining with brilliance, his white robe fluttered without wind, and his aura was extraordinary. He was at least in the supreme state of no thoughts.

"Wang Xiao, release the Saint."

The old man spoke in a commanding tone, quite arrogant.

When the saint girl saw the old man, she immediately shouted for help, "Elder Longze, save me~"

"Pa~" [Come on, come on, continue to block me. You couldn't even write the word "pa" in the last chapter, but I'm writing it in this chapter. ]

Another slap.

Wang Xiao saw that the Saint was not being honest, so he slapped her again. After that, he pursed his lips and said, "It doesn't feel as good as before."

Netizens from all over the world were speechless after seeing this scene.

Of course it doesn't feel as good as before.

The [auditors] are so swollen now, how can they feel anything?

"Elder Long Ze?" Wang Xiao squinted at the old man, sized him up, and said, "Is Long Zekun your son?"

When the old man heard this, the golden wings behind him became even more dazzling, and he was almost so angry that he cursed in the street because of Wang Xiao's words.

"Long Zekun is my brother."

The old man spoke, and this old man was none other than Long Zekun’s brother—Long Ze Lola!

In fact, it is no wonder that Wang Xiao misunderstood. Long Zekun looks to be in his forties, while Long Ze Lola looks like an old man. They look like father and son, not brothers.

The age gap is too big!

"Your father really loves to work. I admire you so much." Wang Xiao gave a thumbs up, not sure whether it was sarcasm or true admiration.

Long Ze Lola did not speak, but stared at Wang Xiao closely. The void between him and Wang Xiao was rippling, which was the spatial fluctuation caused by energy.

A single glance can cause spatial fluctuations, it's so terrifying!

"Wang Xiao, do you know that what you did today has committed a heinous crime?" Long Ze Lola rode on a unicorn and looked down at Wang Xiao.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao raised an unruly smile and looked at Long Ze Lola with a sharp gaze without fear.

"A heinous crime? Do you still want to kill me?"

"I can kill you with just a flick of my finger. Kun died because of you. Now you have insulted the Saint of my clan. You cannot escape death. Even if your Yanhuang clan and the ancestors are still alive today, they cannot save you."

"I'm standing right here..." Wang Xiao held his head high with his chest puffed out, still holding the Saint Girl in his hand, "Waiting for you to come and kill me."

Long Ze Lola did not make a move, his eyes were cold, "You just provoked me, do you think I will be fooled?"

After the Tianjiao Conference begins, no one is allowed to disrupt the competition, otherwise they will be killed.

Even though Long Ze Lola was an elder of the Baiyu clan and a powerful person at the peak of the supreme state of mindlessness, he did not dare to act recklessly in the Tianjiao Conference.

Wang Xiao was certain that Long Ze Lola would not dare to take action, so he dared to ridicule her.

This was the first time in hundreds of years that Long Ze Lola felt so aggrieved. The murderer who killed his brother was right in front of him, but he could do nothing about it.

What's more, the Saint is still in Wang Xiao's hands, which makes Long Ze Lola even more cautious.

Wang Xiao's provocation was like a sharp blade, piercing Long Ze Lola's heart, making this battle-hardened elder furious, but he had to suppress it.

Under the rules of the Supreme Arbitration Council of the Universe and the Universe Bank, Long Ze Lola dared not act rashly.

"Wang Xiao, your arrogance will only lead you to destruction. I, Long Ze Lola, will remember today's humiliation. When the Tianjiao Conference is over, you will die." Long Ze Lola's voice was low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. He hated Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao heard this with that unruly smile still on his face, as if Long Ze Lola's threat was nothing but wind in his ears.

"Elder Longze, why are you so angry? Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by heaven. If you really have the ability, you can kill me outside the Tianjiao Club. Why are you bluffing here?"

After saying this, he smiled lightly, his eyes swept over the Saint, "As for this Saint, if you really want to save her, then show your sincerity."

Hearing this, Long Ze Lola's face became even gloomier. He knew Wang Xiao's intentions. This was clearly a provocation to him, trying to provoke him to do irrational things.

"Don't be so complacent. I will settle the humiliation you suffered today after the Tianjiao Club is over."

Wang Xiao chuckled and ignored Long Ze Lola. Instead, he looked at the "spectators" in space and said loudly, "People from the south and north, from Harbin and Hong Kong, don't miss it if you pass by. The Saint Maiden Auction starts now. The highest bidder wins..."

He cleared his throat, as if he was really hosting a grand auction, and continued to sell: "Dear guests, please pay attention. This saint is a rare species that combines beauty and wisdom. She can handle both the living room and the kitchen. Oh no, she can handle the battlefield and fight against strange beasts. The starting price is now a mid-level civilization planet!"

The saint was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She wished she could eat his flesh and suck his marrow.

"Wang Xiao, my Baiyu tribe will not let you go. Even if you escape into the black hole, we will pull you out and grind you to ashes." The saint roared loudly, her voice was a little hoarse, but still very pleasant to hear.

Wang Xiao widened his eyes in surprise when he heard this, as if he was really frightened by the Saint's threat, but then he regained his cynical look and said with a smile: "Oh my, Saint, what you said makes me a little scared. But I have one advantage, which is that I am open-minded. I dare not go to a place like a black hole. If I get sucked in, who will host this universe-level auction?"

He then changed the subject and said to the "audience" in space and in the live broadcast room: "Dear viewers, look at this. Our Saint Lady's momentum is simply the universe version of the Hedong Lion's Roar! However, momentum is momentum, and the auction must continue. Now, is there anyone who wants to bid for a mid-level civilization planet?"