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Chapter 137: War of Tyrants

Two hundred thousand gold coins? Master, are you crazy? Su Long and Shuang'er stared at Qin Mo with wide eyes at the same time.

If it was a mysterious middle-grade weapon, then the price would be justified, but now this weapon is a strange weapon, thank God if it can be sold for 150,000 yuan.

"Did you say you want it? Have you asked my young master? I'll offer 210,000 yuan!" Yang Xing said.

"I, Zhao Ritian, have never been afraid of anyone's challenge. If you are interested, we can compare who has more money. I have nothing but money! Three hundred thousand!" Qin Mo said arrogantly.

"Wow!" The people present have never seen such a heroic person, who raised an auction price of 100,000 yuan at the mention of it, this kind of heroism is really rare!

"Okay, I, Yang Xing, have never been afraid of anyone, I'll pay 310,000 yuan!" Yang Xing made up his mind to make Qin Mo bleed, he said.

"Fourty thousand!"

"410,000!"

"..."

"one million!"

Qin Mo had already bid one million, and the people present felt a little suffocated. It was really exciting to watch the local tyrants fight, but they had never heard of such a heroic person, and they didn't know who this Zhao Ritian was!

"Junior brother, enough is enough, if he doesn't buy it, we will suffer too much!" Zhong Hu persuaded.

When Yang Xing heard it, it was also reasonable, so he stopped raising the price, and said: "Since Brother Zhao is so interested, let Brother Zhao have that treasure!"

After everyone heard this, they all felt that Qin Mo had lost a lot. It was too wasteful to buy this weapon for one million.

Only then did Qin Mo realize that he was able to auction off the treasure box without wasting any money, and more importantly, this young master has plenty of money!

One billion gold coins is too much to spend, so what is this one million worth?

"The next item to be auctioned was specially auctioned by a customer. He said he was in a hurry, so he wanted to auction it as soon as possible. I know, that’s right, if people who want to enter the Martial Spirit Realm take it, their chances of breaking through will increase by at least 30%, don’t miss it!”

"Perfect elixir, this is even more from the hands of the master... Well, without saying too much, the starting price for it is now one gold coin!"

After the auctioneer said a lot, the auction started.

"This elixir is not bad for this young master. Just add a price, one hundred thousand gold coins!" Qin Mo said.

Just add one hundred thousand gold coins? It really is a local tyrant!

Everyone looked at the No. 1 private room where Qin Mo was, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"This is the Martial Spirit Pill, we have seen it before, this Zhao Ritian's realm is only the ninth level of Martial Spiritual Power, he definitely needs this pill to break through now, I think he will desperately buy this pill! "Yang Xing is very happy now, he said.

"Junior brother, don't mess around, what if he doesn't want this pill?" Zhong Hu said.

"No way, Senior Brother Zhong Hu, we have to tease him well this time, at least make him bleed, it just didn't seem enough!" Yang Xing said sinisterly.

"This... alright!" Zhong Hu was a little helpless, his junior would not listen to his persuasion, and even though he was a senior, he was actually just a bodyguard, so he couldn't control these things so much.

"What a coincidence, this young master of the Martial Spirit Pill is also interested, and I offer 200,000 yuan!"

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