Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Crit System

Duan Heng sneered: "The Xiniuzhou exchange group doesn't know what happened, and it hasn't arrived yet... So the auction did not give them a place. As for the large area occupied by Zhongzhou, this is their territory after all, and all the way There are many masters, and if there are fewer, it is not enough, and I can understand.”

"Oh, that's it." The student said.

At this time, many places were full of people, and some powerful people were brought in by the waiter and sat directly at the round table in the front.

They sat down and waved their hands to create a shield of Yuan force, blocking the outside eyes and the detection of spiritual sense, as if they were separate private rooms.

Chen Xuan saw that Qin Yue and several military personnel also walked into the central location of Nanzhanzhou...

Some other slightly familiar warriors are also in the Nanzhan area, and they should all be members of the Nanzhan Continent Exchange Group.

And Chen Xuan finally saw an acquaintance... Lu Xiaojia.

Lu Xiaojia blinked at Chen Xuan, and sat slightly ahead with the group of teachers.

Lu Xiaojia is wearing a flowing white dress, with her beautiful face and exquisite figure that makes people unable to take their eyes off her, she has the feeling of a nine-day fairy.

As soon as she appeared, it attracted the eager eyes of many people in Zhou.

"Lu Xiaojia finally showed up, and I don't know what he's doing during this time..." Chen Xuan secretly said.

"It's Lu Xiaojia!" a student exclaimed.

"Lu Xiaojia is so beautiful... Snow Shadow Sword Immortal, she really has the demeanor of a fairy." Another warrior whispered to the people beside him.

"Snow Shadow Sword Immortal?"

"Don't you know? The two female Sword Immortals recently selected by the Martial Arts Forum are both kendo geniuses and stunning beauties. Xueying Sword Immortal Lu Xiaojia, known as one of the 'Rain and Snow Double Swords'... "

"When you said that, you fell in love instantly, female sword fairy, tsk tsk."

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Chen Xuan was speechless, and after not seeing her for a while, Lu Xiaojia made a name for herself, from a female drunkard who never left her body to a Snow Shadow Sword Immortal, one of the "Double Swords of Rain and Snow".

People with natural sword bones are really powerful.

A natural kendo wizard who can crush others with a little seriousness.

Even Chen Xuan was envious.

Just don't know who is another female sword fairy with the same name as her?

Just thinking about it, Chen Xuan saw a familiar figure in the opposite area across the booth.

Chang Caibing... She is still wearing the same three-piece denim short-sleeved three-piece canvas shoes, but no matter how simple she is, she can't hide her natural beauty, and her whole body is full of youthfulness.

After Chang Caibing sat down, he began to look around.

For a while, a relieved smile appeared on her face, until she saw Chen Xuan.

When her eyes met Chen Xuan's, Chang Caibing covered her mouth in shock, her expression panicking.

After that, he buried his head in front of his chest and dared not lift it up again.

"Hehe, this little girl obviously has an improved version of Yunshui robe, so she doesn't wear it to show off..."

"I missed my Shuiyun robe, didn't say hello when I met, and avoided me."

Chen Xuan was immediately speechless.

Then Chen Xuan found out that Tinker Bell also appeared, she was still invincible, followed by a group of mountain-backed teenagers with big shoulders...a big brother patrolling the streets.

Little Ding-Dang was not far from Chen Xuan. Seeing Chen Xuan, Ding-Dang showed a teasing expression.

Next, waves of powerful characters and Tianjiao students came on stage one after another, all in groups, full of momentum, causing quite a stir.

However, Chen Xuan was too lazy to read it.

In this auction, he only needs to bid for the pet eggs. As for the others, he doesn't need anything for the time being.

And with eight million yuan stones in his arms, Chen Xuan has the chance to win.

Soon a charming female auctioneer stepped onto the display stand and officially started the auction.

This female auctioneer named Song Fei was very articulate. Just a few words of insight made the atmosphere of the auction ignite and left a deep impression on everyone in an instant.

According to the general auction process, the beginning is some less important auctions to pave the way, the next is the main event, and after the half-time is the heavyweight, the battle pet egg, and then some of the value is not high or low The fifth grade, and finally a small climax.

Therefore, as soon as the auction started, the bigwigs closed their eyes collectively.

Although the auction items that were taken out at the beginning are relatively rare and expensive plants for a martial artist like Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan still lacks interest. Everyone wants good things, but if it is not so urgently needed, he should keep the money. Give the pet eggs.

Although the bosses are not interested, there are too many warriors on the scene. Many warriors accumulate primeval stones just to buy a treasure that suits them. Naturally, they do not have the strength to fight for such sky-high auctions as battle pet eggs. Looking for an opportunity to buy something of little value.

So as soon as the auction started, the atmosphere instantly rose.

High-grade treasures, half-spirits, holy-grade medicinal pills, high-quality packaging of spiritual medicinal materials, rare minerals, forging blueprints, comprehension charms, and other various auction items were raced away one by one. The price is often shouted at the height of hundreds of thousands of stone...

"Chen Xuan, don't you shoot other things?"

Seeing that Chen Xuan was indifferent, the little witch asked curiously.

"I want all 100 lots, but I also have to be rich... The primeval stones I prepared can only be held close to the pet eggs." Chen Xuan said with a smile.

He can be considered to have seen that the warriors here are very rich, and when they increase the price, they shout at 11,000... without wrinkling their brows.

The primeval stone here seems to be very worthless.

The land of Zhongzhou is indeed rich and prosperous.

Just as he was talking, another new auction item appeared on the booth.

This is a simple translucent clay pot, about the size of a football. From the outside, it seems to contain a large half of the transparent liquid with a slightly cloudy color.

Everyone was stunned and talked a lot.

"what is this?"

"It looks like a wine jar... Could it be wine?"

"What kind of wine can be auctioned at this kind of auction? I think it is spiritual liquid."

Song Fei paused for a moment, seeing that the fire was almost over, and then said, "It's very tomorrow, the next lot has aroused everyone's curiosity... Let me introduce it grandly, and then I will visit my daughter. "

"It's really wine, but Erhong is not an expensive wine."

"Could it be that the wrong item was listed? Where is the daughter Hong going to auction?"

There was a lot of discussion, and a martial artist asked directly: "Is there something magical about this girl red? Which master brewed it?"

Song Fei nodded and said, "There is nothing magical about this Nuerhong, and it is not produced by a brewing master. It is the same material and brewing process as the Nuerhongyi on the market."

Speaking of this, Song Fei saw that many people in the audience were faintly unhappy, and did not dare to sell good boys, and immediately said: "But this is the daughter Hong who has been hoarding for thousands of years..."

The audience suddenly boiled, and some wine lovers were specially prepared with wide eyes and disbelief on their faces.

"It turned out to be a thousand-year-old wine."

"It is rumored that this Nuerhong is suitable for cellaring. The longer it is in place, the more fragrant it will be... God, what kind of delicious nurture is this Nuerhong that has been cellared for a thousand years?"

"Daughter Hong from a thousand years ago, isn't that when the tide of spiritual energy has not yet appeared? This auction is too historically significant."

Some people thought to themselves: "Although I don't like drinking, many bigwigs are people who love alcohol. This is a wonderful gift."

There are also savvy people who care about it in an instant: "This is a thousand-year-old wine. It is very rare and has great collection value... The more you put it, the more valuable it is. This time is the right time. I must win it."

Chen Xuan was also suddenly amused. He glanced at Lu Xiaojia and found that Lu Xiaojia, who had been calm all along, stretched his neck and stared at the wine jar on the platform without blinking...

"Even Lu Xiaojia was moved... Sure enough, even if she became a female swordsman, Lu Xiaojia's 'bad habit' of good wine still hasn't changed..."

Chen Xuan didn't need to look to know how tormented Lu Xiaojia was.

If this altar of thousand-year-old wine is not photographed this time, Lu Xiaojia will suffer for at least half a year.

Millennium cellared daughter red, for those who love drinking, this is a good thing that they can't ask for on weekdays.

Seeing Lu Xiaojia's appearance, Chen Xuan suddenly felt amused.

"Hehe, I hope my 'Teacher Xiaolu' can grab this ancient bar."

Among the expectations of many drinkers, Song Fei continued: "It goes without saying that the rarity of ancient brews of a thousand years is so rare, everyone, don't miss this opportunity. The starting price of this auction is 30,000 yuan, and the price will be increased by 2,000 yuan each time. Shi, start bidding now."

Before she finished speaking, someone shouted impatiently.

"Three thousand and two."

"forty thousand."

"Forty-two."

"fifty thousand."

The competition was fierce, and the auction price was pushed to 50,000 in an instant.

It also gave others a glimpse into the wine lover's craze for fine wine.

At this moment, a voice as crisp as an oriole sounded: "Seventy thousand."

Chen Xuan felt familiar, followed the voice and found that it was Lu Xiaojia who was bidding.

"Uh, the teacher can't help but take action!"

After Lu Xiaojia called for the price, she saw a lot of eyes swept towards her, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she didn't look sideways, showing a serious look on her face.

A gray-haired teacher sitting next to her was startled and asked, "Mr. Xiaolu, are you still drinking?"

Lu Xiaojia was slightly startled, then waved her hand hurriedly: "No, no, Teacher Cheng. I think this thousand-year-old wine has a certain value for collection and research, so I am interested."

At the end, the voice became smaller and smaller, and it seemed that she didn't even believe it herself.

After she shouted 70,000, the crowd seemed to pause for a while, and no one continued to bid. Lu Xiaojia was instantly overjoyed, faintly feeling that she had succeeded most of the time.

"Daughter of the thousand-year-old wine, Hong, after taking a sip, it feels like a fairy! I didn't expect that I could get such a good thing. This seven continents exchange meeting is really worthless."

Lu Xiaojia's heart became more and more happy, and she thought about it.

As a result, another voice sounded, breaking her sweet dream.

"Seventy-two."

Lu Xiaojia felt a stagnation in her heart, and a huge sense of loss came.

But the outcry is clearly not over yet.

"Eighty thousand."

"Eighty thousand and two."

"One hundred thousand!" The voice of a white-bearded old man suddenly called out.

Everyone was amazed, no matter how delicious it was, it was just a bowl of wine... Drinking it would not increase your cultivation, and some people would spend 100,000 yuan in exchange for it.

This old man really burns a lot of money...

"One hundred and two." It was still the voice that added only two thousand each time. Everyone looked at the source of the voice, but saw that the source of the voice was a rude man with a beard face. He was holding a wine jar in his hand. Staring at the wine jar, he poured alcohol into his mouth.

When bidding, he couldn't put down the wine jar. It seemed that he was determined to win this thousand-year-old brew.

At this point, the price has reached a high level, and others have given up, leaving only these two to compete.

"200,000." The white-bearded old man said with a frown, with a serious expression on his face.

"200,000." The rude man followed.

"300,000." The white-bearded old man frowned.

He whispered to the younger generation beside him: "Check who this person is, and dare to grab something from me... I'm afraid he doesn't know how stupid it is to offend Master Psychic."

"300,002." The rude man hesitated for a moment, stared at the thousand-year-old brew, and shouted fiercely.

Everyone was shocked again, this person seemed to be going to the end.

Even the Song Fei auction, which has always been through storms and waves, showed surprise. It was clear that the price of the ancient wine exceeded her imagination.

Some people also noticed that this rough man seemed to have no spare energy.

Chen Xuan was curious about Lu Xiaojia.

Since Teacher Xiaolu has already decided to take action, why did he just call the price once and then die.

He took a closer look, but found that Lu Xiaojia was burying his head, rubbing an empty and deflated purse in his hand... His shoulders shook slightly.

Chen Xuan understood in an instant: Lu Xiaojia didn't want to fight anymore, but ran out of money. She might have a total of 70,000 shi, so she shouted the price once and was crushed by others.

Lu Xiaojia is extremely talented and powerful... Only in financial management and making money is a mess.

Now Lu Xiaojia, watching others scramble for this thousand-year-old wine, is afraid that she is very uncomfortable, right?

Chen Xuan continued to look and found that Lu Xiaojia had already put away her purse and buried her delicate little head on her chest, clearly giving up completely.

"Poor Lu Xiaojia..."

At this moment, Chen Xuan sympathized with Teacher Xiaolu.

The white-bearded old man looked even more unhappy, and glanced at the rude man, his heart was ruthless, not because he couldn't afford the money, no matter how much.

But on the one hand, he has to keep funds to compete for the ancient war favorite eggs; on the other hand, who is willing to spend more money? If it wasn't for this rude man, he only needed to spend 100,000 yuan to win this intoxicating thousand-year-old brew, why would he need to pay so much money?

Embarrassed, he said, "Three hundred and fifty thousand."

This time, the rude man finally stopped following him. He had no money.

Everyone was a little speechless... Is there really anyone who would spend 350,000 yuan to buy a jar of wine?

Some people have inquired about the identity of the white-bearded old man.

A student sitting in the back row of Chen Xuan whispered: "This old man has a lot of background, he is Liu Ba, a psychic master from Qianyuanzhou, the Liu family is the largest psychic family in Qianyuanzhou, and the Liu family is bigger than us. Nanzhan's Xiao family and Meng family also have a strong family of psychic power... Don't look at his immortal appearance, it is rumored that this person is a little jealous and will report... The middle-aged man who bids with him is going to be unlucky."

Hearing this, Chen Xuan was about to put down the raised hand, and it is better to have less than one more thing.

It is nothing more than the matter of Teacher Xiaolu drinking a jar of wine less.

Seeing that there was no bid in the end, Liu Ba suddenly laughed and looked around, quite a bit contemptuous of the heroes.

Song Fei just came over and said immediately, "Is there anyone else bidding?"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand for the first time."

"Three hundred and fifty thousand the second time."

Chen Xuan was about to continue closing his eyes and resting, when Yu Guangzhong suddenly found that Lu Xiaojia raised her head to take a last look at the booth, and immediately buried her head again.

Chen Xuan's heart was instantly touched.

This is... that young teacher who is serious and responsible in order to cultivate him into a talent, eat and live in his home.

Lu Xiaojia, the one who would protect him at all times in the academy, sell his credits to him at the risk of being punished, and send him to the exchange group even if he went through the back door.

Chen Xuan raised his right hand.

"Forty thousand."

Everyone was stunned.

The 350,000 yuan stone is not the apex, and there are still people who donate 400,000 yuan of stone...

Where did this handsome young man come from?

Turned out to be the poorest Nan Zhanzhou people...

This is strange.

Song Fei stopped in time and looked at Chen Xuan.

Liu Ba turned his head in horror and glared at the young man who suddenly shot.

The shot at the last moment shows that he came prepared.

Liu Ba sneered: "Young man, it's already this time, you are still fighting, isn't it too immoral?"

Chen Xuan politely said: "Senior, do you still continue to quote?"

Liu Ba snorted coldly and sat down heavily. He remembered this young man.

Song Fei was taken aback and said:

"400,000 stone for the first time."

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"The thousand-year-old brew was finally obtained by this gentleman."