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Chapter 38 Under the Dark Clouds (1)(2/2)

Xiang Yongxin said: "Having said that, your performance today is also eye-catching. Whether it is the change in tactics or the burst of spiritual power, it can be seen that you have done very well. Even though you lost, it is an honor.

These four words are not exaggerated at all when applied to you at this moment."

She turned to Ying Nianling and asked: "Ying Nianling, as the party being challenged, what do you think of your opponent?"

Ying Nianling thought for a while: "She fought very well! It's just that I'm better!"

There were roars of laughter on the court, and with her charming and naive expression and her delicate voice, no one would think that Ying Nianling was looking down on others, they would just think that she was too cute.

Xiang Yongxin also smiled.

Over at the commentary desk, Bai Qing and You Tingjing were both slightly touched, not because of Ying Nianling's victory, but because of the last move she performed.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sutra is a special technique. It is different from normal spiritual techniques. It does not have a step-by-step method of execution. It is like an external technique that does not affect the properties of the spiritual power itself. It is based on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sutra and coordinates with its own

Understand that you can use many methods.

But their methods seem to be no match for Ying Nianling’s golden Buddha.

It has only been three or four months since she obtained the inheritance of the God, and Ying Nianling's control over the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sutra has already surpassed them, which makes them all feel a lot of pressure.

Almost at the same moment, the two of them turned their heads and looked at Yun Xi behind them.

Yun Xi held her head with her hands, as if she expected that they would look over, with a half-smile on her face.

‘This guy!’

The two of them couldn't figure out what Yun Xi meant, so they had no choice but to look away.

After briefly asking Ying Nianling a few questions, Xiang Yongxin did not waste everyone's time. After watching the two of them come off the stage to rest, he continued to announce:

"The second battle of the Martial Arts Conference Honorable Inheritor Challenge, Xu Qiwei challenges Yun Xi! Players from both sides are invited to take the stage!"

……

……

When the martial arts conference challenge began, the auction in the city's auction house that stretched out from the Hanming Mountains had already begun.

"Is this what the auction house looks like? It's so shabby."

After Xiao Lingyuan and others successfully entered the auction house, they discovered that the auction house, which looked quite large from the outside, was actually quite simple inside.

The auction table is in front, and the auction seats are facing each other in a fan shape, and they go up layer by layer like stairs. It is somewhat similar to the competition field, but the seats here are completely incomparable to those in the competition field. There are straws on the dusty ground.

Pad, that’s the seat.

Ye Nianhan wore a mask and whispered: "Just make do with it, as long as you can sit down."

Xiao Lingyuan curled her lips. Of course she wouldn't mind, but she just wanted to complain, and she always felt panicked if she didn't open her mouth.

Because there were no seating arrangements, a few people looked around and found an inconspicuous and low-key place to sit down.

After sitting down, they secretly looked at the people in the auction house. There were not many people attending the auction, but because everyone, including the auction house staff, were wearing masks, they could not see those people at all.

A person’s appearance.

Judging from the auras that occasionally escape from these people, most of the people who come to the auction are spiritual cultivators, and the proportion of spiritual practitioners among them is not small. Occasionally, there are ordinary people who do not have any aura of spiritual power, and there are also people around them.

It’s with some spiritual practitioners.

They were quite calm about this. After all, they were here to participate in the auction. If they did not have a certain level of strength, even if the auction was successful, they would probably be killed by others on the way back.

They are all shady people. Are they still afraid that the other party will report to the Tianling Alliance?

The auction started on time at eight o'clock. The auctioneer on the stage was wearing a mask with a ghost face, and his aura had reached the level of peak spiritual transformation.

In the world of mixed spirits, cultivators in the spirit-stealing realm can be called strong, and the peak of spiritual transformation is only one step away from that level.

An average family cannot send out a spiritual person who is at the peak of spiritual transformation.

Xiao Lingyuan and the others frowned, once again confirming that there was something complicated behind this auction city.

After the auctioneer made a few simple opening remarks, the auction soon began.

A dark opening appeared in the center of the auction table, and a cage slowly rose up from the floor, containing a mature and attractive woman.
Chapter completed!
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