1050 Don’t Use Your Annual Salary To Fight With My Pocket Change

Throwing someone down… and from an airship…

F*ck… it was no wonder that Feng Yun Realm had such an agitated reaction when he saw Wang Yu. Throwing someone down for bungee jumping without any safety rope attached would surely create trauma in that person's heart.

Everyone initially thought that Wang Yu had defeated that man with his strength, who would have thought that he would actually have emotionally scarred him.

"Respect, respect!" Everyone raised their thumbs at Wang Yu, expressing the amount of respect that they had for him.

On the other hand, Feng Yun Realm, who was sitting across, gritted his teeth and uttered in hatred, "Don't get cocky too soon. I have said it before, that City Lord Seal will definitely be mine."

"Wu…" Everyone was shocked once more, and said, "Since he has such a deep hatred for Old Bull, shouldn't he not purchase anything from you instead?"

"Who knows… Perhaps he is mentally handicapped," Wang Yu said helplessly.

They simply didn't know that people like Feng Yun Realm had the habit of using money to suppress others. In Feng Yun Realm's eyes, being able to use money to obtain the Wang Yu's City Lord Seal was simply killing two birds with one stone. Not only could he purchase something that he wanted, but he would be able to buy Wang Yu's dignity as well.

Didn't you say that you don't feel like selling it? Your daddy here will throw money in your face until you have no choice but to sell it…

The people from Quan Zhen Sect were all people that placed their own self-interest first and foremost. Naturally, they wouldn't be able to understand Feng Yun Realm's mentality. After all, people like Feng Yun Realm treated money differently from other ordinary people.

Two hours were neither too long nor too short. Within this time period, everyone ate and drank to their fill. In the blink of an eye, the auction had started.

The moment the clock struck, the large doors of the auction house were immediately shut, signifying that the auction was about to begin. Under the watchful gaze of everyone, Old Nine walked up to the stage.

"A very good evening to all honourable guests… It is my honor to have you grace your presence in my humble auction house… I am truly honored…"

Old Nine began the auction with the typical tasteless opening courtesy speech, implying that the auction this time round was extraordinary. Therefore, he himself had personally come forth to host it. Due to its importance, there would be no needlessly flowery words spoken and everything will proceed as planned.

At the end of the day, the auction house was a business that earned his patron's money. The moment the auction started, the very first item was a piece of equipment that most players wanted in their collection.

Furthermore, the first item was an Obsidian grade bracelet.

As Old Nine opened the item's attributes for everyone to see, he read out a brief summary of the item, "\u003cKnight of the Round Table's Strength (Bracelet)(Obsidian)\u003e, class restricted, doubles the wearer's agility, a must-have for melee classes, a minimum starting bid of five thousand gold, each increment must be at least a hundred gold…"

Upon seeing the quality of the equipment placed on auction, the people from Quan Zhen Sect couldn't help but feel restless. At the end of the day, equipment were the essence of games. They were what all players needed the most.

It was especially more so for Frost Blade. While stroking his money pouch, a look of longing was revealed on his face, he said, "The very first item is an Obsidian grade equipment… This puts me in a tight spot."

Ming Du replied in disdain, "Tsk, look at that shameful expression of yours! Equipment will sooner or later be swapped for newer ones. Skills are more important! I suggest you save some money to buy some skills."

"You know sh*t! Didn't you hear what Uncle Bull say? The enlightened ones seek strength from within, only those ignorant fools would seek external sources of strength. One's mechanics and techniques are the most important!" Vainglory joined in the conversation, acting like a know-it-all. He even turned around to Wang Yu and asked, "Uncle Bull, if it were you, between top-grade equipment, godly skills or peerless mechanics, which would you choose?"

Wang Yu could only shake his head helplessly, saying, "Little kid, whatever you said, I don't lack any of them."

Everyone, "…"

Following which, Wang Yu added, "Just sit down and watch quietly. What is most important is to buy something most suited for you!"

At the end of the day, what Wang Yu said was the truth. For someone like Frost Blade whose mechanics and techniques were lacking in comparison with the rest, what he needed the most was better equipment.

As a Magician, Ming Du displayed forceful and aggressive mechanics. It was natural that he needed skills more… and as for Vainglory… there was no need to talk about him.

This was ultimately a game. Without equipment and skills, even if it was a top expert like Wang Yu, good mechanics and techniques would not allow him to withstand a single hit from an opponent.

"Old Bull is right!" Upon hearing what Wang Yu said, Frost Blade nodded in agreement and wrote a price on the small board that was passed to them when they first entered the auction house.

"Ten thousand gold!!"

The prices of Obsidian grade equipment were completely transparent in the market. Ten thousand gold for a protective bracelet wasn't considered too expensive. The reason why he had immediately jacked up the price was that Frost Blade was too lazy to keep on writing a new price every time someone else raised it. He had immediately offered the price that he was willing to pay for it.

The moment Old Nine saw Frost Blade's offer, he excitedly announced, "The VIP in row A seat number five has offered a price of ten thousand gold, are there any higher bids?"

Everyone seated here came for the City Lord Seal. The truly wealthy people wouldn't be lacking these Obsidian grade equipment in the first place. Thus, even though many of them liked this protective bracelet, no one was willing to throw money on such a piece of equipment at this moment.

Thus, the moment the price offered by Frost Blade was announced, no one else bid a higher price.

Upon seeing no other offers, Old Nine announced, "Seems like this \u003cKnight of the Round Table's Strength\u003e will be given to this VIP… Ten thousand going once…"

"Twenty thousand gold!"

However, at this moment, just when Frost Blade thought that the bracelet would fall into his hands, Feng Yun Realm from the neighbouring table raised his board.

Apart from equipment like weapons or armours, Obsidian grade equipment normally hovered around the price of ten thousand gold. Using twenty thousand gold to purchase a bracelet with ordinary attributes was clearly not an act of interest shown towards the equipment.

Upon hearing this, Frost Blade grimly looked over at Feng Yun Realm.

"Hmm!"

Feng Yun Realm turned over and revealed a provoking smile.

"F*ck!"

Frost Blade was a calculative person and clearly knew that twenty thousand gold for such a piece of equipment was clearly not worth it. Keeping this in mind, he could only curse in his heart and keep his board, quietly waiting for the next equipment.

The second piece of equipment was also an Obsidian grade equipment. It was a pair of Obsidian grade shoes called the \u003cBerserker's Footprint\u003e and was a top-tier equipment for strength-based Warriors.

After a moment of discussion, Boson and Crotch Lord shouted a price of fifteen thousand gold. Just when the item was about to be sold to them, Feng Yun Realm raised his board once more and called, "I bid twenty thousand gold!"

"F*ck!!"

Upon seeing Feng Yun Realm's price, Boson and Crotch Lord both revealed the same gloomy expression as Frost Blade, aggressively looking over at Feng Yun Realm, with their hands subconsciously tracing against their weapons.

The third piece… the fourth piece…

The auction continued to carry on…

Every single piece of equipment, as long as a member from Quan Zhen Sect offered a price, without exception, Feng Yun Realm would offer an even higher price. Furthermore, the increment in price was by a large margin, leaving the people from Quan Zhen Sect helpless.

Naturally the people from Quan Zhen Sect wouldn't fight against Feng Yun Realm in such an aspect, however this left an unpleasant taste in their mouths.

It was fine if it was just the protective bracelet and the shoes. But for a Knight like Feng Yun Realm to even bid for Magician class equipment, could he be thinking of using them as rags to be used for cleaning purposes?

Who were the bunch from Quan Zhen Sect? They were people that wouldn't let others take advantage of them. Playing such a move against them would definitely leave them in poor feelings.

After continuously obstructing their paths, Feng Yun Realm was feeling extremely good about himself. He said provocatively, "Beggars, don't use your annual salary to fight with my pocket change, understand?"