Insufficient balance

  The fiery gaze of the entire audience made the old man on stage flash a few threads of pride in his eyes. If things develop like this, this volume of Douji will definitely be able to fetch a good price.

  No wonder this thing came out and the whole scene was boiling.

  To know that on the Dou Sheng continent, the strength of one's power is determined by three things: their own level, the level of the martial art they cultivate, and the strength or weakness of their fighting skills.

  As a strong person, the most important thing is one's own level. A Dou Wang is absolutely more powerful than a Dou Shi, and this logic is understood by everyone. However, when two Dou Wangs are compared with the same number of crystals, it goes without saying that whoever has a higher-level cultivation method is stronger; although cultivation methods also have some attributes of mutual restraint, these can be ignored in terms of level; and finally, what is crucial for a strong person is their fighting skills. Only high-level fighting skills can perfectly bring out the strength of a strong person, and some unusual fighting skills can even make it possible for someone to win with weakness.

  Moreover, the skills and techniques of Gongfu can be continuously passed down within families, benefiting future generations.

  So on the Dou Sheng continent, whether it's a high-level numerical method or a fighting skill, it has always been something that everyone competes for.

  "The Vermilion Bird's Middle Stage Fighting Technique, Azure Cloud Hand, after being refined, both hands become sharp as blades, and the movements are like flowing clouds and water. For those who are accustomed to fighting empty-handed, it is an extremely rare and mysterious fighting technique." The old man on the stage casually acknowledged the ferocity of this technique, then his gaze drifted over to the VIP seats, "I wonder how much interest do the esteemed guests present have in this?"

  "Phoenix in the middle of the stairs..."

  Li Yi narrowed his eyes in the corner and let out a slight breath, no wonder that maid would say that today's things would even interest some big shots.

  It's said that the Li family's secretly passed down Vermilion Bird Middle Stage fighting technique has always been praised as something only the head of the household can cultivate. Yet, what appeared before everyone at this moment was also the Vermilion Bird Middle Stage. In other words, if one were to obtain it, the cultivator would be equivalent to having a shortcut on the path to becoming a strong expert. Perhaps after several years, they could even gain some qualifications to rival the Li family.

  Moreover, Li Yi also gained a few more interest in the introduction of this fighting skill, and even with his temperament, he had a few thoughts about taking it down.

  "It's just a Crimson Peacock intermediate technique, what's there to sigh about? If you're willing to acknowledge me as your master, I'll immediately give you a scroll of advanced Crimson Peacock techniques..." The voice of the Snake Deity faintly echoed in Li Yi's mind.

  "That's it..." Li Yi rolled his eyes and didn't bother to reason with the old man, instead casting his gaze back at the auction stage.

  On the stage, the old man's smile grew thicker. He stretched out his hand and slowly took the scroll of fighting skills in his hand, saying: "This volume of fighting skills was compiled by a mercenary who spent half his life using fragments of fighting skills. I'm sure everyone present knows that although fragments of fighting skills are worthless on the continent of Dou Shen, it's extremely difficult to piece together a complete set of fighting skills? Moreover, this guarantees that the origin of this volume of fighting skills is clean, and you can all rest assured in purchasing it!"

  "Stop talking nonsense! Quote quickly!"

  Someone in the auction house has already shouted impatiently.

  The old man chuckled and said lightly, "If you want to know how difficult it is to get the Zhuque-level fighting skills, then there's no need for me to waste my breath, right? Such a thing naturally requires a price that matches its status. What do you think, gentlemen? So, the starting price of this auction is... 100,000 gold coins!"

  After a moment's pause, the old man finally quoted a rather shocking price.

  As soon as the price came out, a gasp of breath spread throughout the scene. Such a price, many mercenaries, even if they had been fighting on the tip of their knives for half their lives, would not be able to afford it.

  So, after the old man said this, his eyes fell on the VIP seat again.

  These last two things are obviously only available to those who sit in the VIP seats.

  In the corner, Li Yi couldn't help but shake his head. He had thought that with 50,000 gold coins in hand, he still had a chance to compete for the Zhuque Middle Stage combat technique. But now, it seemed that he couldn't even reach the threshold to obtain this technique, which made him feel quite depressed.

  The scene cooled down for a moment, and then a man sitting in the VIP seat clapped his hands and said calmly: "1.2 million gold coins!"

  Li Yishun followed his gaze and looked over, this time he saw clearly that the young man who appeared to be no more than twenty-five years old was called Long Aotian, the young master of the Long family, one of the three major families in Wancheng City. It is said that this guy's nature is similar to Little Li Yishun, both are greedy for beauty and color, but the only difference is that this Long Aotian has already become a first-class fighter.

  At this moment, there are two gorgeously dressed women serving Long Ao Tian beside him. His face has an air of nonchalance, as if he doesn't take this auction seriously.

  However, from his slightly contracted pupils, Li Yi still discovered that this Young Master Long Ao Tian was also quite tense.

  But since the Long family has arrived, I don't know if the Li and Mo families have come or not.

  Just as Li Yixuan was thinking, a middle-aged man smiled slightly and looked at Long Aotian before making a gesture towards the stage, saying lightly: "1.5 million gold coins!"

  Long Ao Tian didn't even bat an eyelid, picked up the amber-colored wine in front of him and took a light sip before saying softly: "2.5 million gold coins!"

  The middle-aged man glanced at Long Aotian and suddenly chuckled, saying: "It seems that Young Master Long is determined to win this fight!"

  Long Aotian glanced at him and said lightly, "So it's Second Master Mo. I thought it was that blind fool daring to compete with me, Long Aotian, for things. It turns out it's someone from the Mo family... Second Master Mo, if your young mistress came to ask me, I might still give her some face. But since it's you, forget it."

  The man known as Mo Er Ye heard this, but didn't get angry. Instead, he hummed softly and muttered: "This ignorant kid doesn't know the height of the sky or the thickness of the earth, thinking that just because his family has some money, he can squander it at will?"

  The man said so, but Mo Er still clapped his hands and said lightly: "2.8 million gold coins!"

  The first floor hall was suddenly quiet due to the skyrocketing price, and many people's eyes were fixed on the VIP seat, looking at the few people above, each with a complex expression of envy and jealousy.

  Instead, Li Yi tilted his head to watch the two people bidding continuously, especially on Long Ao Tian's body, he looked at him a few more times before muttering in a low voice: "The people from the Long and Mo families have arrived, the people from the Li family shouldn't be able to escape either, right?"

  As expected, before he could finish speaking, a burst of laughter came from behind him. An old man led by a maid walked in slowly and sat down on a chair, looking at the stage with a faint smile: "Three million gold coins!"

  Then, he looked at Long Ao Tian and Mo Er Ye separately, and chuckled: "Mo Er Ye, Long Shao Ye, you two are really not being considerate... Having such a good thing in the auction house without notifying me, if I missed this opportunity, wouldn't that be a lifelong regret?"

  Li Yilu followed the sound and looked over, secretly curling his lips. The person who came was none other than the third elder of the Li family.

  Long Ao Tian glanced at the three elders with a hint of disdain and said, "So it's you old fellow. At your age, you shouldn't be running around everywhere. This place isn't very suitable for someone like you..."

  Mo Er Ye revealed a hint of a smile and said softly: "Third Elder, it's been a long time."

  The three elders nodded, but their eyes had already shifted to the auction stage, a flash of fervor passing through them, clearly they also had some desire to obtain this Zhu Que Zhong Jie's Dou Qi.

  The old man on the auction stage saw this scene, and his eyes were even more fiery. If it weren't for the bidding of these three big families, how could the price be driven up?

  Noticing that several people in the VIP seats were showing a tendency to bid, he coughed slightly and said in a low voice: "Three million gold coins! Is there any higher price than this?"

  As soon as this was said, the atmosphere on the VIP table, which had originally relaxed a little, suddenly became tense again.

  That Mo Er Ye was still hesitating, Long Ao Tian had already pushed away the servant girl beside him and slowly stood up. He coldly looked at the three elders for a moment before saying with a hint of chilliness: "3.7 million gold coins!"

  The three elders' eyes flickered, and after a moment, one of them spoke in a low voice: "Three million eight hundred thousand gold coins!"

  "Four hundred thousand gold coins!"

  Long Ao Tian reported this price and sat down again.

  At this price, the three elders and Mo Er Ye no longer dared to raise the price randomly. After all, this price was not a small amount for any of the three families. If they took out this price in one breath, then their future days would probably be difficult.

  Seeing the attitudes of these two, Long Aotian's eyes had already added a few points of color. The price of 4 million gold coins was already the limit of his mobilizable assets, but as a fighter, Long Aotian understood that obtaining the Zhū Què Middle Stage fighting technique was crucial to him. This money could be earned back, but the opportunity to obtain the Zhū Què Middle Stage fighting technique might only come once in this lifetime!

  Just as he was about to burst out laughing, a cold and gloomy voice suddenly came from the corner.

  "Five hundred thousand gold coins!"