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Chapter 11 Annoying the auctioneer! 【Come to the starting point(1/2)

Editha threw the small hammer on the ground as if throwing away rubbish. Although the magical weapon could not be damaged by a child, it still made everyone bleed in their hearts.

What a waste of resources.

Sure enough, these spiritual weapons should be in the hands of those who know them best, so that their pearls will not be covered in dust.

What a big deal it is to let two kids who don't know shit take control of it.

"You two, then let's start according to the last agreement?"

"Let's get started."

Jia Lin pretended to be mature and prudent, and nodded calmly.

The man took a hammer-shaped spiritual weapon and poured his spiritual power into it. He saw the small hammer smashing down on itself crazily in the air, causing the mall to tremble a few times.

He quickly gathered his spiritual energy, his eyes were a little surprised, but his expression was calm and clear.

"Same as last time, the starting price is one hundred White God Coins. Let's start. However, the utilization rate of this hammer-shaped spiritual weapon is different from that of the sword-shaped weapon, so the final auction price may not be that high. You can decide for yourself."

The man in charge of the overall situation was talking loudly, but his gaze towards everyone had a warning tone.

The sword-shaped spiritual weapon was lonely. This hammer-shaped spiritual weapon cannot make any mistakes again.

"As for the hammer, one hundred Baishen coins."

"Hey, you are trying to undermine this spiritual weapon by trying to attract others. So, I will offer you one hundred and thirty white god coins. After all, they are only in the shape of a hammer."

The two stood up, and everyone was chatting and laughing, as if they were indifferent to this spiritual weapon.

Little girls are easy to deceive, making them think that spiritual weapons are indeed not very valuable.

If we could keep the price below 300 White God Coins and pocket all the spiritual weapons in their backpacks, there would be no need to engage in any robberies with them.

Children who can bring out so much spiritual energy and have the bearing of a superior would be in trouble if they really touch them.

If it is auctioned normally, even if someone in their family is found, what can be done to them?

Unknowingly, the auction had reached two hundred and sixty-five Baishen coins, and it seemed difficult to continue.

"Well, I happen to be short of a hammer-shaped spiritual weapon. I'll give you three hundred white god coins. If someone adds another dollar, I won't follow."

An extraordinary cultivator seemed to hesitate for a long time, then gritted his teeth and spoke out the final limit.

No one said anything after that.

The auctioneer smiled.

There won't be any surprises this time.

But everything has its surprises.

When everyone was calm, a man in a bamboo hat who had not said a word since the beginning suddenly raised his hand and said: "This hammer-shaped spiritual weapon has extraordinary attack power. How about three hundred white god coins? I will pay you six hundred

White God Coin."

For an instant, everyone was as silent as a cicada.

The auctioneer who was in charge of the overall situation was even more jealous. He looked over and became even more unkind.

It turned out that the person who made the noise was a visitor from the shopping mall that Edisa and the others had almost traded with earlier.

This person belongs to another shopping mall, and the two parties have always been at odds with each other. The fight between the chaebols is quite fierce, so naturally they will not sell face.

"I'll pay seven hundred!"

Suddenly, the person who had just been stuck with more than two hundred Baishen coins immediately quoted a higher price without waiting for him to finish his sentence.

"Wow, you guys must be lying to us."

Editha screamed at the right moment, her legs dangling on the chair, looking furious.

Even the children could see that they were acting out when they added two hundred and five to two hundred and seven.

"..."

The auctioneer's face looked extremely cold. If Adisha and the others didn't notice, they could have fooled them. As a result, the price increased so much that even children couldn't fool them.

"Two children, please be patient. These two are the ones who came to ruin our auction. I will ask them out now."

The auctioneer glanced to the side, and immediately someone with a strong spiritual energy wave walked out of the auction venue and walked towards the two people who had spoken before with unkind eyes.

The second person was a little helpless. He subconsciously wanted to stop other people in the mall, but in the end, his good intentions led to bad things.

He agreed to leave, but the guy who paid 600 coins didn't want to leave at all.

"Oh? Isn't this auction going to the highest bidder? I'm offering one thousand White God Coins now, and you say I'm a saboteur, so why don't I just take out the money? One thousand White God Coins, right? It's a transaction on the spot, I

If you come to the auction sincerely, why do you think you are a saboteur?"

This man was so sinister that he took out an anonymous card, and it was a bank's premium customer card. There must be a thousand White God Coins in it.

It's even harder to step down now.

The auctioneer's face was so gloomy that it could drip water, and he sent a message: "What do you really want, do you really want to start a full-scale war with our family?"

I thought there would be something wrong today, but I didn't expect that the two spiritual weapons were auctioned with their hips stretched out like this. Could it be that the guys they invited were all rabble-rousers.

It shouldn't be, these people are either rich people who have great connections with them, or they are accomplished practitioners.

Why are there such surprises several times before and after, and even the people who are hostile to the chaebol are suddenly so disrespectful? Judging from their recent activities, it doesn't look like they are going to start a full-scale war with their side...

"I don't want to do anything. I really want a spiritual weapon hammer. Recently, a master in my family wants to help me create a spiritual weapon."

The man who said a thousand white god coins responded with a cold and frosty response.

After thinking about it, the auctioneer said helplessly: "Is anyone else willing to bid? It seems that this friend attaches great importance to spiritual weapons, but this kind of thing is like this. For some urgent users, it is three or four times more expensive.

, and I am willing to bid for it, there is no such thing as worth it or not.”

After a moment of silence, the spiritual weapon hammer was auctioned off by the troublemaker for one thousand white divine coins.

In fact, hammer-shaped spiritual weapons are indeed much cheaper than sword-shaped ones. All in all, it is easy to sell them for 1,500 Baishen coins outside, and the man who took the photo still made a profit.

The dust of this auction continues to settle, but the auctioneer and the trustees sent by the shopping mall chaebol can no longer restrain their anger.

If things are done well, they can all get the benefits they want from the plutocrats.

But nothing has been done now.

"How about selling this knife too."

This time, Edisa took out a piece of bread she found from somewhere in her mouth, and while eating it, she took out a knife-shaped spiritual weapon from her backpack.

It's the same one that was seen before.

"Hey, it's really selling."

Everyone, who originally thought the matter was over, cheered up again.

The auctioneer immediately said impassionedly: "Thank you for your support, little friend. Our auction house will definitely give you a satisfactory price."

He took over the sword-shaped spiritual weapon and showed its power in the air. Immediately, the eyes of everyone present were dull, and their hearts were filled with confusion.

It turns out that knife-shaped spiritual weapons are obviously a level higher than sword-shaped and hammer-shaped spiritual weapons. They are definitely a medium-sized spiritual weapon. The price of such a spiritual weapon can easily go up to 5,000 or even 8,000 yuan.

In an instant, everyone was breathing heavily.

Especially those experts who were originally majoring in sword-type weapons, their eyes were full of treachery when they saw this.

"Everyone, please calm down. This sword-shaped spiritual weapon is indeed better than the previous two, but it is not an exaggeration. Let's do it this time. I have set a minimum price of three for this sword-shaped spiritual weapon.

How about one hundred white god coins? Each increase in price is one hundred white god coins, so you should consider your bid carefully."

The auction house continues to make threatening statements.

Everyone's eyes had long since ignored his threat.

Intermediate spiritual weapons, placed on this planet, are definitely weapons used by masters. Countless ordinary cultivators will never be able to touch them in their lifetime.

But now, this weapon is right in front of them, and they have the opportunity to get it at a price lower than the market price.

Even if you don't use a knife, you are still having all kinds of fights in your heart at this time.

"Let me be the one who brings the good news. I'll give you one thousand white god coins."

A middle-aged man, who seemed to have no intention of competing, threw out the price of one thousand white god coins.

This price is significantly higher than the base price.

This time, the auctioneer shook suddenly, moved his body while holding the auction seat, and blood could be seen gushing from the corner of his mouth.

The dignified practitioner was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Wow, Grandpa is sick. Grandpa, please go down and rest. We won't be filming anymore."

Adisha was extremely concerned and screamed with heartache for this grandpa.

"What's wrong with that?" The man's eyes widened and he yelled.

Seeing that the little girl was petrified by his blood-spurting roar, for fear of scaring the little girl to tears and making them refuse to sell her, he quickly changed to a gentle voice and said: "Little sister, grandpa is okay, this is an old illness, a little

Just let me rest for a while and sit down again, okay?"

"Yeah, good."
To be continued...
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