The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Unconsciously fought a cold war, Mu Wanrong was grateful that she had never been an enemy of Chen Fan.

Enemy with this kind of person, you don't know how to die in the end. After all, compared with the near-infinite potential and the identity of the spiritual explorer, this wisdom and character is the most frightening.

It's like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, choosing people to eat. You don't know when it will attack.

At this moment, Mu Wanrong even sympathized with the Li family and Li Dingtian.

They have no idea what kind of enemy they have provoked.

In Chen Fan's eyes, a hint of anger was cut to the right, and it fell into Ding Yuan's eyes just right, which made Ding Yuan more convinced of his guess that the Xuanzi No. 18 stone must be a treasure!

"Eight Thousand Spirit Stones!"

Almost gritted his teeth, Chen Fan opened his mouth and said that even his body was already shaking slightly because of anger, and he was really acting.

Mu Wanrong, who had witnessed all this, could only hold back her smile, but she twitched her shoulders. People didn't know that they thought it was also because of anger.

To be honest, Ding Yuan once hesitated for a moment after hearing Chen Fan’s offer of eight thousand. Now he hasn’t photographed a single rough stone, and he also carried around ten thousand substandard spirit stones. For him, it is astronomical.

Had it not been for the Ding Family Patriarch who knew that Ding Yuan was good at betting on stones, and there were experts around him, he would never have given him this huge sum of money.

But after seeing Chen Fan and Mu Wanrong trembling with anger, Ding Yuan finally dispelled the doubts in his heart, and sighed that as long as the rough stone was photographed in his hands, he would definitely make a profit.

Better than Chen Fan, a shame!

After making up his mind, Ding Yuan slowly put a finger in the depths, trying his best to say in an extremely indifferent tone: "I will pay 10,000!"

"Xuanzi No. 18 stone, ten thousand substandard spirit stone, sold!"

With Qingyuan's final final touch, Chen Fan took a deep breath, knowing that his acting skills had come down, and finally squeezed Ding Yuan, without worrying about him coming out to disrupt the situation again.

Turning his head to look at the excited Ding Yuan, Chen Fan's eyes suddenly showed a touch of evil.

He stood up and bowed to the other party and said, "Congratulations, Master Ding for taking the strange stone. Today you are probably the biggest winner."

Ding Yuan squinted his eyes to enjoy Chen Fan's compliment, feeling that the world was in his hands.

However, he still did not forget his grudge with Chen Fan. After he enjoyed it, he opened his mouth and said unceremoniously: "Don't be close to me, and wait for a while to kneel and kowtow!"

Chen Fan sat down with a smile, ignored Ding Yuan, put on a serious expression, and whispered to Mu Wanrong.

Now that it is known that the humpbacked old man is also a spiritual detector, the plan will naturally change.

After all, in the state of the same level, what Chen Fan can see through will definitely be able to see through the other party. This is an indisputable fact.

So what Chen Fan needs to do is to ensure that he also enters the finals. Now there is nothing to compete for in the first round of the Stone Gambling Conference, and everything is exposed.

Only when the legendary strange stone plays in the second round can a contest be possible.

This is also the reason why Chen Fan is so anxious to solve Ding Yuan. From this moment on, his auction proceeds must be consistent with the old man with the humpback. Only in this way can he be guaranteed to enter the finals together.