Yao Cen nodded, turned his face and ignored him, and leaned against Xiao Shun.

The young man had to touch his nose, backed back and sat back in his seat, but he felt very enjoyable.

"It's rare to see Mr. Jiang be rejected, it's not easy." A young man in a hip-hop dress sneered.

The person who spoke was Huo Pengju, a son of the Huo family of Wuzhou, Jiangnan. The one who just now was Yi Rui, a son of the Yi family who was also a Wuzhou martial arts family. Both of them were famous playboys among the children of the Wuzhou family.

As an economic center in the southeast, Wuzhou has been a prosperous hometown since ancient times, and all these martial arts wealthy families are local wealthy families.

"You can do it, you can go." Yi Rui glanced at him and said gritting his teeth.

"Tsk, look at me." Huo Pengju winked at him, then got up, approached Zhuque and said hello, "Hi! Beauty."

"Get out." Zhuque said coldly.

Huo Pengju's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he sucked his teeth and said, "What a beauty, so unpretentious?"

"No." Zhuque said briefly.

Huo Pengju was stunned for a moment: "..."

He had never encountered such a direct rejection before. He was immediately full of anger. He patted the backrest of the chair with a blue face and returned to his seat angrily, blushing and extremely depressed.

Yi Rui shrugged at him and teased: "It seems you are not very good either."

"Believe it or not, I will smash this foreign girl into bed with money?" Huo Pengju said dissatisfied.

"Then I will use the money to smash the girl in front of me into the bed." Yi Rui, Yao Cen's extraordinary back, raised his eyebrows and said.

"How much do you plan to spend to smash the two women of me into the bed?" Xiao Shun turned his head and looked at them.

Although the two of them were not talking loudly, the two rows of seats were not far apart, so Xiao Shun could hear clearly the five senses.

When he asked this question, he was full of provocation and directly increased the hatred value.

"My two women..."

Such a rustic bully actually occupies two top-notch beauty. Is there any reason for this?!

"It's the money you, a country bumpkin, can't make in your lifetime." Huo Peng raised his lips and sneered.

"I'll wait and see." Xiao Shun smiled faintly and turned around.

"Idiot!" Yi Rui looked at the back of his head with contempt and cursed.

Song Ling'er, Duan Jia, Yang Tiancai and others were ready to rush over and beat someone up. Xiao Shun waved his hand and signaled that today's goal was not two irrelevant people, and there was no need to disrupt the plan for this little thing.

"Now we invite Mr. Zhou Tianheng to appear!"

As the host announced that Zhou Tianheng's appearance echoed throughout the venue, the auction officially kicked off.

Soon, an old man with silver hair appeared in everyone's sight.

Zhou Tianheng was still wearing a gray double-breasted shirt, leaning on a birthday star crutch, and followed two alchemists who looked younger than him and walked out of the special passage.

A burst of thunderous applause immediately sounded at the scene.

He is the leader of the martial arts association's alchemy technique and is also a trump card for the Central Plains Martial Arts Association. Although the Central Plains Martial Arts Association is slightly inferior to other major regions in overall strength, it is beyond the reach of other major regions in terms of elixir techniques.

The two following Zhou Tianheng were also famous alchemists in the Central Plains Martial Arts Association.

All three of them can be regarded as authoritative in the field of elixirs.

After the auction, the three will evaluate the refined ones made by other alchemists outside the Martial Arts Association.

A seat was specially set up next to the auction table. After entering the venue, the three of them sat down in the seat.

The host must have been a member of the martial arts association. He walked over with a diligent attitude and asked with a smile: "Old Zhou, the elixir auction is about to begin. Do you want to tell everyone?"

"No, let's start." Zhou Tianheng replied briefly.

The host's expression slugged a little, obviously he didn't expect him to answer like this.

However, he was also quite professional, and immediately smiled again and said to the participants opposite him: "Okay, now I will announce that this elixir auction has officially begun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an auctioneer in uniform walking to the auction table, and a member of the martial arts association then brought up an exquisite wooden box.

The auctioneer opened the wooden box and made a display under the camera.

The screen is immediately transmitted to the huge screen on all four sides above the venue, so that participants can see clearly.

Then the auctioneer said, "The Yiqi Pill starts at 50,000 yuan per unit price, 1,000 yuan, and 20 pieces are packed."

At first glance, 50,000 is not expensive. Of course, this is a different matter for a warrior who is almost in a good position.

But this is just the unit price. If you pack twenty pieces, every 10,000 yuan added is equivalent to an additional 200,000 yuan.

The Qi-invigorating Pill is just a very basic pill. The elixir that Xiao Shun punished Song Ling'er to practice that day was Qi-invigorating Pill. It actually costs 50,000 yuan per pill. It's really bad.

The Qi Yi Dan has a relatively large effect on martial artists in the Qi Refining Stage, but as their cultivation level increases, their effect becomes less and less obvious.

However, the warriors in the Qi Refining Stage account for more than 90% of the Chinese warriors, so the market is still very huge.

"Fifty-two!"

"Fifty-five thousand!"

"Sixty thousand!"

“…”

"Eighty thousand six!"

Auctioneer: "One hundred thousand sixty times, eighty sixty times, eighty sixty three times!"

Deal with hammer!

"Master, I have eaten all the thirty Qi-enhancing pills you punished me for being refined. If I had known it was so valuable, I should have sold it for money." Song Ling'er looked at Xiao Shun and muttered.

With Song Ling'er's current cultivation level, eating the thing is basically of little effect, so she may really be because she has no place to put it.

If you hear this in Yang Tiancai's ears, you will probably have the desire to die.

"Stop talking, I feel sorry for you."

Xiao Shun didn't know that a low-level Qi Yi Pill could buy more than 80,000 yuan. He usually had few warriors, so he had no idea about the price of the pill.

"The Qi-inducing Pill starts at 100,000 yuan, and each batch starts at 1,000 yuan, and packs ten pieces."

The voices of auctioneers on the auction stand were stirring again over the venue.

The bidding sounds sounded one after another, and soon the price soared to 150,000.

In the monitoring room, dozens of surveillance screens flashed with fluorescence projected on a soft face.

Haitang stood with her chest in her arms, looking at the surveillance screen with a calm expression.

She was as confused as Yang Zinuo. Unexpectedly, Xiao Shun dared to appear openly at an event held by the Wushu Association, which was a provocation.

The bad thing is that she doesn't know what the other party wants to do. If he wants to take revenge, isn't it much safer to act secretly than to appear rashly?

Did he really think that he could deal with the entire martial arts association with his own strength?

If he really thought so, he was too overestimated, he might not have been so stupid.
Chapter completed!