What's more, this is the first lot, and there will be nine better lots next. If you spend a lot of money in the first round, you may fall into a passive situation and miss the real treasure.

Seeing the silence in the audience, Mr. Wu said: "Is there anyone else who wants to bid? One hundred thousand, the first time! One hundred thousand, the second time! One hundred thousand, the second time -"

The iron-faced middle-aged man from the Lei Ming Sect has already stood up. He regards Xuan Lei Epiphyllum as something in his bag and can’t wait to go on stage to get it.

At this critical moment, Ye Fan slowly raised the bidding auction in front of him and said:

"Two hundred thousand!"

Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it was like a bomb that exploded in the venue.

Everyone in the audience turned around and looked at Ye Fan from a distance, their eyes filled with disbelief, and their hearts were filled with huge waves.

Previously, Manager Xu accompanied Ye Fan into the venue and placed him in the center of the front row, which already added a sense of mystery to Ye Fan.

But now, Ye Fan opened his mouth and doubled the price.

This exceeded everyone's expectations.

No one's money comes from the strong wind. Under normal circumstances, the price is increased by thousands or thousands. How can anyone shout out the price like him? Isn't this nonsense?

The tough-faced middle-aged man from the Lei Ming Sect was about to step onto the stage. At this moment, his body suddenly stagnated and he turned back suddenly, his face extremely ugly.

"Boy, are you deliberately causing trouble?" the tough-faced middle-aged man said through gritted teeth.

Ye Fan still maintained a smile and said calmly: "This auction is a fair competition. The one with the highest bid wins. I am just bidding normally, so why bother? If you are not convinced, you can continue to bid!"

"you!!!"

Hearing this, the iron-faced middle-aged man was angry and angry, but he was so frightened by Mr. Wu on the high platform that he did not dare to get angry.

After a long time, his eyes flashed, as if he had made great determination, and he said in an unusually solemn voice:

"I...I will pay two hundred and five thousand!"

His voice was trembling, and he had no confidence at all.

In fact, the iron-faced middle-aged man only has hundreds of thousands of mysterious tickets, which is now equivalent to malicious bidding. If the Shengyu Auction House is held accountable, the consequences will be disastrous.

Fortunately, there were a few friends he knew in the field, and they could borrow tens of thousands to fill the missing hole.

But at this moment, Ye Fan spoke again:

"Three hundred thousand!"

Ye Fan's voice was still as calm as ever, without any waves, as if in his eyes, three hundred thousand was no different from thirty yuan.

However, this increase in price by hundreds of thousands frightened all the guests in the venue.

Everyone looked at Ye Fan in a strange way, as if they were looking at the silly son of a landlord.

Stupid people have a lot of money!

However, those who can afford not to take three hundred thousand black black stones seriously are not ordinary landowner families. They must be at least at the level of princes of the Daxia royal family to have such financial resources to spend money like water.

For a time, many guests in the venue became more curious about Ye Fan's identity.

After all, they know all the top sects and aristocratic families on Tianshu Planet, but there is no one like Ye Fan.

But when he heard the sky-high price of "three hundred thousand", the stern-faced middle-aged man's eyes were slumped, his head lowered, like a deflated ball, and his whole person felt depressed.

He might still be able to raise two hundred thousand, but three hundred thousand, even if he sells him, it won't be enough!

In his opinion, if Ye Fan hadn't interfered with the situation, he would have gotten Xuan Lei Epiphyllum now, but no one can blame him for this kind of thing. The only blame he can blame is his lack of money.

"Three hundred thousand, once!"

"Three hundred thousand, twice!"

"Three hundred thousand, three times!"

"Okay, this Xuan Lei Epiphyllum, please kneel to this young master!" Mr. Wu said loudly.

Ye Fan walked up to the high platform with a smile and took out three mysterious tickets with a face value of 100,000. He didn't feel distressed at all.

Maybe in the eyes of others, Ye Fan is stupid and rich, but he now holds eight million black black stones, and he can be said to be the richest among the rich.

A mere 300,000 yuan is like a drop in the bucket, and you can make it back by just refining a few elixirs.

As for a treasure like the Xuan Lei Epiphyllum, it takes nine thousand years to breed one. If you miss it now, it will be difficult to get it again.

Ye Fan once obtained a magical power from Mr. Wei, called "The Heaven-shaking Drum Method". It is said to have been created by the Thunder Punisher Immortal Lord. It simulates the thunder of the infinite chaotic divine thunder. It can be shaken by just drumming.

Nine days, broken void.

Once you have reached the highest level of training, even if a powerful immortal hears the thunder, he will have to declare himself a god and retreat!

In the past, Ye Fan didn't use the "Shaking Drum Technique" very much, but getting this mysterious thunder epiphyllum can make the power of thunder sound triple, with astonishing destructive power, killing people invisible.
Chapter completed!