Tyrant Dragon Emperor

Chapter 0173

"You...you mean to fight against me, don't you?" Qian Bo was so angry that his face was livid, and he almost wanted to hit someone.

"What does it have to do with you when I buy things from the shopkeeper? Are you too self-indulgent?" Zhou Liang said with a cold smile.

"I...huh! You are cruel, I will remember you Zhou Liang, don't let me meet you in the next assessment!" Qian Bo pointed at Zhou Liang and threatened viciously.

The essence and blood must be too much, but he can't swallow this breath!

"It's easy to say, it's up to each other at that time, it's not certain who will win!" Zhou Liang shook his head, and a sneaky light flashed in his small eyes.

"The shopkeeper, here is the bank note!" Zhou Liang handed over the bank note, ready to make a deal.

The shopkeeper nodded with a smile. He was quite surprised to be able to bid at this price, and he was already very satisfied.

"Hehe, since no one bids, then this bottle of blood essence belongs to Mr. Zhou..."

"Wait a minute!" The shopkeeper hadn't finished speaking when he was suddenly interrupted.

Everyone was stunned!

Turning his head to look, he found that the one who spoke was actually a Tongdian disciple!

After a moment's silence, some people shook their heads and sneered, some even lowered their faces, and all mocking and contemptuous eyes fell on Jiang Tian.

How dare a country bumpkin from the Bronze Palace get involved in this kind of auction?

One hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver is not a small amount for the disciples of the main courtyard. Can he get it?

"Hehe, the minions in the Spirit Builder Realm also want to get their hands on the blood of the second-level monsters. I've learned a lot!"

"Hmph, it's really time to shout. Did he make trouble on purpose?"

"Boy, you must be full, what are you doing here? What should you do?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling extremely ridiculous, laughing one after another.

Zhou Liang frowned slightly: "What does this brother mean?"

Jiang Tian said lightly: "Bidding."

"Huh?" Zhou Liang snorted coldly, with a hint of gloom in his small eyes.

Qian Bozheng was very depressed, and he couldn't help it now. He felt unlucky when he met Jiang Tian from the very beginning, and now it's getting worse and worse.

If Jiang Tian hadn't blocked the way just now, things might not have had so many twists and turns, and Zhou Liang dug a hole to ambush him, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Boy of the Copper Palace, what are you talking about, didn't you hear the auction price?"

Jiang Tian has always been indifferent to this kind of self-righteous and manic guy, he smiled coldly, and said "stupid than" silently in his heart, completely disinclined to talk to him.

The shopkeeper of the auction shop looked unhappy.

So many disciples of the main courtyard can't grab something, you, a disciple of the Bronze Palace, messed up something, isn't this a waste of time?

"Little brother, the price of this bottle of blood essence is too high for you, and you don't need it at all with your cultivation level, so don't delay our auction here."

He didn't believe that Jiang Tian could come up with enough money at all. Fortunately, he spoke in a rather tactful manner, and didn't directly express the disgust in his heart, but the frown between his brows and the slanted corners of his mouth clearly showed disdain.

"Shopkeeper, don't talk nonsense with him, take the bank notes and bring the blood!" Zhou Liang looked at Jiang Tian for a moment, shook his head and smiled, and no longer had any worries.

Obviously, Jiang Tian was just messing around. How could a poor Tongdian disciple like him get more money?

If the money was exchanged for the spirit-building pill, it would be enough for him to use it for a year or two!

Jiang Tian looked around at the crowd and exhaled lightly, and said leisurely: "Two hundred thousand!"

The auction shop suddenly fell silent!

It was so quiet that only the gasps of the crowd could be heard, and even the beating of hearts could be heard.

Everyone was stunned in place, speechless in surprise.

The corners of Qian Bo's eyes twitched, his face became very stiff, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Zhou Liang frowned, his eyes were extremely cold.

He has always had a deep and sophisticated mind, and he thought that he would surely win this auction, but he never expected that someone would hide deeper than him.

He even had the feeling that he had been watched for a long time but didn't know it, which made him very uncomfortable and even a little jealous.

The shopkeeper was also stunned, thinking that he heard it wrong, but he didn't expect that this disciple of Tongdian would really dare to bid, and the export was an astonishing figure!

After a moment of dead silence, everyone suddenly reacted.

This Bronze Palace disciple, is it not too big to brag?

How could he get two hundred thousand taels of silver?

"I think this kid is sick!"

"Even if you want to make trouble, there is no such way!"

"Come on, this bullshit will definitely not end if he blows it out, someone will clean him up."

Everyone was very disdainful, even ridiculed and scolded constantly.

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva, frowned and said, "Aren't you joking, little brother?"

"Of course not!" Jiang Tian said without hesitation.

"Okay, very good!" The shopkeeper nodded heavily, but his expression was not much relaxed.

It's okay if Jiang Tian can really take out the silver, but it's bad if he can't.

Zhou Liang and Qian Bo would definitely not be able to swallow this breath after being disturbed and slapped in the face. They would probably walk away and the auction would be ruined because of this. This was not what he wanted to see.

The shopkeeper sighed, with a trace of resentment in his eyes, and continued to preside over the auction.

"Two hundred thousand, is there any follow-up?"

He no longer expects others to increase the price, two hundred thousand taels is a sky-high price for a bottle of Red Scale Dragon Blood Essence, who will continue to increase the price?

As he expected, Zhou Liang stared at Jiang Tian for a long time, his face became more and more gloomy, but he never raised the price.

This price was also unacceptable to him, and he would rather find another way than fight to the death with this stunned young man.

The treasurer of the auction shop's heart sank, and he felt a little bad.

Seeing Zhou Liang's reaction, he knew that things were going to be bad. Once Jiang Tian couldn't get so much money, Zhou Liang would definitely walk away, and he wouldn't buy another 150,000 taels.

And Qian Bo, who has been slapped in the face repeatedly, is even less likely to accept this pot, otherwise he will only become the laughing stock of everyone.

"Has no one followed up?" The shopkeeper was somewhat fanciful, hoping that someone who was not short of money would suddenly pop up to take over the pot, but no one responded at all.

He gritted his teeth helplessly, and said solemnly: "In this case, the blood of the Red Scaled Flood Dragon belongs to this little brother, two hundred thousand taels, bring it!"

He was afraid that Jiang Tian would not be able to get the money, and he was really worried.

At this moment, Qian Bo turned his hands behind his back, and Zhou Liang even took a few steps back, assuming a posture of staying out of the matter.

What they mean is obvious, this matter has nothing to do with me, everything is caused by this kid, if he can't come up with money later, don't think about us taking over the blame again.

This kind of unlucky job, I don't want to do it!

The corners of the shopkeeper's eyes twitched, and he could hardly hold back the anger in his heart.

It's a good auction, what's wrong with you country bumpkin... huh?

The shopkeeper suddenly shrank his eyes, his face was shocked, and he looked at Jiang Tian in surprise!

Everyone also looked at him in surprise, the corners of their mouths twitched, and their faces were filled with disbelief and disbelief.