Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Fang Zisheng's eyes lit up and he stared straight at Miaoyi Bodhisattva with a bit of excitement in his expression.

Murong Fu looked at him with some amusement, taking in all his expressions.

He slowly smiled and said softly: "Three hundred million!"

For a moment, everyone looked up.

When they saw the voice coming from Murong Fu's private room, everyone present had different expressions.

Some people's eyes were full of shock, as if they couldn't believe that he could ask such a high price.

Some people had a look of disdain on their faces, clearly showing a bit of contempt.

There were also some people who looked like evil wolves, wishing they could swallow Murong Fu into their belly.

There was another discussion below: "It's him who bids 300 million again!"

"I thought that the few auctions just now had already consumed all his financial resources."

"Unexpectedly, he..."

Murong Fu slowly stood up and stood by the window with Miaoyi Bodhisattva, receiving looks from all directions.

He Bing looked at him, and then said in an impassioned voice: "Mr. Murong offered three hundred million!"

"Isn't there anyone else who can offer a higher one?"

"Three hundred million times..."

Before she could finish her words, a voice came from the private room opposite: "Three hundred and fifty million!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were attracted.

I saw Mu Yiyang and his party standing in the private room, with anger and viciousness in their eyes.

But Murong Fu didn't even look at them, and continued to ask for the price: "Four hundred million!"

Soon, other major aristocratic families also reacted and started another round of fierce bidding.

"Four hundred and twenty million!"

"Four hundred and fifty million!"

"Five hundred million!"

"..."

The bidders this time were all top sects from all over the world.

Each bid was more generous than the last, and his eyes were full of desire, as if he was confident that he would win the [Qi Chen Book].

In the eyes of everyone watching the show, several major aristocratic families jointly raised the price to an unreachable height.

And some ordinary sects of aristocratic families can only watch helplessly, this competition that belongs only to the upper world.

They all wanted the solitary copy on the white jade stage, but with the strength behind them, they simply couldn't compete with these major families.

"Six hundred million!" Mu Yiyang called out the price with a proud look on his face, looking at the other bidders with disdain.

His tone was contemptuous, and he said softly: "Ha! It's just the Zhang family and the Wang family, but they dare to compete with me!"

"Today I want to show them what the real Murong family is!"

"How dare the light of fireflies compete with the sun and moon!"

However, the next moment, his words slapped him in the face.

Not to be outdone, Mrs. Zhang continued to follow the bidding closely.

The head of the Wang family did not lose the slightest bit and continued to bid.

Coupled with the competition from other sect families, Mu Yiyang didn't even have a chance to speak.

Seeing this situation, Murong Lanxin couldn't help but feel worried: "Brother, we don't have enough money with us, I'm afraid..."

Mu Yiyang glanced at her with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "Shut up! Don't let other people's ambition destroy your own prestige."

"I just received the news that my father has given an order to get this secret book."

"He will send someone to get here quickly later. We must not let him down."

Murong Lanxin nodded and said nothing more, but there was still worry in her eyes.

At this time, as time passes little by little, the price is raised higher and higher.

From the initial one hundred million, it has become the current one billion in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the other major sects and aristocratic families, it is obvious that this price is still within their tolerance.

At this point in the bidding, there are only five forces left that are bidding on the auction. .

They are the wealthy Mrs. Zhang, the Murong family, the Wang family, the Seven Star Sword Sect, and the Liuyun Sect.

Murong Fu only called out a price, and then he didn't speak again. Instead, he stood there quietly and watched them fight.

Fang Zisheng was a little confused by his reaction.

He kept looking at Murong Fu and Miaoyi Bodhisattva with a vague gaze, looking up and down.

Zhuge Qingyun on the side already knew that he was not a good person.

Coupled with the fact that he was so idle now, he naturally found Fang Zisheng, smiling like a harmless person.

Zhuge Qingyun looked at him and sighed softly: "Oh! It's really boring!"

Fang Zisheng answered subconsciously: "Yes! We are afraid that this auction is just for fun."

Zhuge Qingyun nodded solemnly, and then showed a wicked smile: "Well, I heard that Mr. Fang is very powerful, why don't we give it a try?"

"OK!"

Suddenly, Fang Zisheng, who had been focusing on Murong Fu, suddenly came back to his senses.

The whole person was still a little dazed. He looked at Zhuge Qingyun beside him and asked, "What did you just say?"

"Mr. Fang, you have nothing to do anyway. Let's try our fist and kick skills."

After Zhuge Qingyun finished speaking, he ignored Fang Zisheng's reaction and rushed forward.

He punched Fang Zisheng hard in the chest, knocking him back a few steps.

When Fang Zisheng saw this, he quickly refused: "No, don't..."

But Zhuge Qingyun never gave him a chance to refuse, so he blocked the words he was about to blurt out with a palm.

Use hands and feet together, punch to the flesh.

Fang Zisheng was overwhelmed by this sudden attack and was hit hard by Zhuge Qingyun several times.

At this moment, he wished he could shut his mouth just now.

He was so full of regret that he almost hit himself in the mouth with his hand.

Really, it was ruined by this mouth!

Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to take a good look at the female Bodhisattva Miaoyi.

Who would have thought that he would be destroyed by Zhuge Qingyun and forced to fight with him.

Although it was just a discussion on the surface, only Fang Zisheng himself knew how powerful Zhuge Qingyun was!

It was as if his internal organs were being beaten out of place.

And he couldn't fight back with all his strength, so he could only use the fastest speed in his life to dodge back and forth.

Zhuge Qingyun didn't know what he was thinking, but if he had such an opportunity to beat up this piece of shit Fang Zisheng, he would never miss it easily.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two figures were intertwined, and soon Fang Zisheng's face and body were covered with color.

On the other hand, Zhuge Qingyun was gearing up and looked extremely excited and excited.