At this moment, a maid suddenly walked up slowly holding a crystal ball. The host of the auction smiled lightly and said, "The next auction item is the beast fire of a seventh-level monster - the Savage Crocodile."
flame!"
"Long Chen, this is what you want!"
Su Zihan asked.
Long Chen nodded and did not bid. Instead, he looked at the bidding from the people around him. In a blink of an eye, the price of Savage Crocodile Flame soared to one hundred and fifty magic crystals.
Regarding this price, Long Chen was not surprised at all. The seventh-grade beast fire was indeed worth the price.
After Su Zihan heard the price, she was slightly worried. After all, she probably knew how many magic crystals Long Chen had.
"two hundred!"
Someone suddenly bid two hundred, adding another fifty magic crystals.
"hiss!"
After the high price of two hundred was announced, everyone in the hall couldn't help but take a breath.
"It's just a beast fire, two hundred pieces, magic crystals are indeed a bit expensive!"
"Yes, this beast fire is worth at most one hundred and seventy magic crystals."
"good……"
In front of the high price of two hundred, five people in the entire hall were bidding, and the host seemed to be very satisfied with the price, and said lightly, "Is there anything higher than this price?"
The host looked at the people below, and when no one bid, he raised the jade hammer in his hand and said, "Two hundred magic crystals, one time!"
"Two hundred magic crystals, twice!"
"Two hundred magic crystals..."
"Three hundred magic crystals!"
Just when the host's words were about to fall, a dull voice rang out.
"boom!"
The moment Long Chen counted three hundred, the whole place was silent. Many people turned around and looked over. Long Chen was stared at by everyone, his expression was calm, without any disturbance.
As for the host, after hearing Long Chen's voice, his face flashed with ecstasy.
Three hundred magic crystals, which is already far more than half of the estimated price.
"Bang!"
In a private room on the second floor, a young man in white smashed a table and said with angry eyes, "Long Chen, this bastard!"
"Senior Brother Yang Zhao, are we still bidding?" a young man said, shrinking his neck.
"What the heck, he's Long Chen, we can't offend him. Damn it, I wanted to get this flame and break through to the fourth-level weapon refiner, but now, it's all in vain!"
Yang Zhao waved his sleeves one after another, with a very unwilling look on his face. He had also seen with his own eyes the promotion of Long Chen to the fifth-level weapon refiner. Otherwise, how could he know such a new student with an unattractive appearance?
Just when Yang Zhao was feeling gloomy, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out in the hall outside the box.
"Hahaha, if there is no magic crystal, what price are you asking for? Aren't you sincerely here to cause trouble?"
"That's right, this guy is not a good person at first glance!"
"Why did the auction house let such a person in?"
…
A stream of undisguised insults from the outside came in, and Yang Zhao was stunned.
Amid everyone's ridicule, the man standing on the stage also turned cold-eyed, "Junior brother, are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"
The man's voice was threatening and cold.
At the same time as he said yes, a powerful aura emerged from his body.
"Not bad!" Long Chen smiled lightly and said, "Although I don't have magic crystal, I have this thing..."
Whoosh!
Long Chen flipped his hand, and a golden dagger flew out like lightning and was inserted into the auction table, completely submerged, leaving only a hilt shaking.
"This is……"
After Yang Zhao in the private room saw the dagger, his face turned red suddenly and he stared straight at it, his expression flashing with extreme yearning.
He had already recognized that this dagger was the third-grade weapon that Long Chen had refined when he competed with Zhou Jian, but this was not the most important thing. What really excited him was that although it was a third-grade weapon
It's a short sword, but its power is not inferior to the fourth grade.
It can be said without mercy that this sword is the pinnacle of third-grade weapons. Even some fourth-grade weapons cannot compare.
"If I can get this dagger and study it carefully, I won't be able to surpass Long Chen, but I will never be able to break through to the fourth level."
Yang Zhao thought this in his heart.
"So you want to barter?"
At the same time, the man standing on the auction stage picked up the dagger and glanced at it casually, checking the grade.
"Hmph, a third-grade weapon can only sell one hundred and fifty magic crystals at most, which is still one hundred and fifty short of three hundred!" The man coldly threw the dagger to the ground and said disdainfully, "Boy, don't talk nonsense.
Say more, today you can either take out 300 magic crystals, or keep one arm!"
When Long Chen heard this, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.
When the people around him saw this, they pointed at Long Chen.
"To use a third-grade weapon is like getting three hundred magic crystals. It's a joke."
"This kid looks like a newborn who doesn't understand anything at first glance!"
…
"A bunch of short-sighted guys!"
In the private room, Yang Zhao looked at the dagger thrown on the ground, snorted coldly, and jumped out of the window with a movement of his body.
When he landed, he was standing right in front of the dagger.
"Hey, isn't this the weapon refiner Yang Zhao from the Weapon Refining Peak?"
"Yeah, what is he going to do?"
In the confusion of everyone, Yang Zhao bent down, picked up the dagger respectfully with both hands, held it in his hands, came to Long Chen, and said respectfully, "Senior Brother Long, I, Yang Zhao, would like to pay 400 magic crystals to buy it."
I hope you can sell this dagger of yours to me!"
"Four hundred?" Long Chen said.
"Oh, if you think it's too low, please make a price and I'll get it for you!"
Everyone looked at Yang Zhao and became more and more confused.
"Did I make a mistake?"
At the same time, the middle-aged man on the auction stage narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little suspicious.
"I don't think it's too little, I think four hundred is a bit too much. Didn't they say that this sword is only worth one hundred and five magic crystals?"
Long Chen smiled bitterly.
"Senior Brother Long is joking. In your opinion, this sword is just an ordinary thing, but for us low-level weapon refiners, it is a rare living teaching material. Therefore, don't say one hundred and fifty, even if
It’s one thousand and five, and I, Yang Zhao, recognize it.”
Yang Zhao spoke sincerely, but Long Chen felt embarrassed. After thinking about it, he said, "One thousand and five is an exaggeration. Let's do this. If you give me two hundred magic crystals, this sword will be yours."
"ah?"
When Yang Zhao heard this, he was stunned at first, and the next moment he was surprised, and he took out two hundred and fifty magic crystals without hesitation...
"Wait!"
Just when Long Chen was about to take the magic crystal, the man on the sales counter interrupted him.