System: Arena of the Gods

Chapter 909 Muddy Waters

The appearance of the demigod black dragon completely ignited the enthusiasm of the audience and pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

Without waiting for the host to announce the minimum price, the mutual bidding had already begun, with all kinds of shouts and shouts coming and going. It was no better than a vegetable market and nothing like a cultivator.

The guests in the hall, regardless of whether they had enough financial resources to get involved, shouted the loudest.

Most of them are from weak sects, and the highest state they have ever seen is the Concentration Realm. How have they ever seen a demigod beyond Concentration.

The so-called demigod is the stage that transcends the Concentrated Spirit Realm or the Martial Body Realm and enters the Divine Realm. This step is very difficult due to the suppression of heaven and earth.

But for those who take this step, as long as the blockade disappears or is loosened, their probability of becoming a god is much higher than that of those who break through to the god realm from Concentration, and the upper limit is also higher.

This step is extremely difficult to complete without a rich background, strong qualifications and great courage.

This demigod black dragon follows the bloodline path. It is more difficult to become a demigod than others, but as long as it succeeds and does not fall unexpectedly, the divine realm is a certainty.

Therefore, its existence is a credit and advantage for the large sects, but for those small sects, it is hope and the future.

It's just that they were so carried away that they forgot one thing. Their identities were not hidden. Such competition would only attract the attention of large sects.

It was destined to miss the chance, but if this happened, it would cause trouble for the sect.

"I don't know how high the sky is, how can such a divine thing be within your reach?"

"The weak are the weak, and a little hope can lead to them flocking to them."

"I bid 12, can you exceed this price?"

People in the box made sarcastic comments one after another, which were also warnings.

They are not as brainless as Yu Kongkong. It is also dangerous for them if the people of the small sect are so excited.

Who can say for sure what crazy things people who are cornered will do. Maybe when a large sect successfully captures the black dragon and returns to the sect, the small sects that have been oppressed will unite to intercept and kill it. A bloody storm is very possible.

Therefore, they can only cooperate to destroy the arrogance of the small sect. Everyone feels that they may be the final winner.

As soon as the price of 12 was announced, the hall finally became quiet, but they all blushed, their breaths were turbulent, and they were obviously unwilling to give in.

The sect's foundation is not enough, and the mainstay of the sect does not dare to step into the demigod rashly. If you can exchange the Yuan Stone for a demigod-level bloodline demon, it will be worth it even if your family's wealth is drained.

However, they still failed in terms of financial resources. This was a failure in all aspects, a failure that they did not want to admit but had to admit.

Seeing that these weaklings were finally quiet, the people in the box began their own competition.

The price quickly rose to 18, and there was no sign of decline.

And every quotation was like a needle pricking the eardrums of the people in the small sect, like a hammer hitting their hearts, torturing them over and over again.

Wang Chu and his party watched the show with peace of mind. They couldn't compete, and there was no need to compete. As Wang Chu said, the snake dragon clan that could directly swallow the dragon's blood was more valuable than this black dragon.

"You are really rich. This is 20 yuan. It is very generous to bring so many precious stones when you go out." Zheng Huan said jealously.

"No, they are using elixirs and spiritual weapons as collateral now. The previous auction did consume a lot of their Yuan Stone." Shen Wei said calmly.

"That's right, otherwise Yu Kongkong wouldn't have left so easily. He knew that even if he pawned all the treasures, he wouldn't be able to compete with others. Although I'm not sure if he knew that the finale was the demigod realm. Black Jiao, but he must be extremely regretful." Hao Ren said with a smile.

"This is called doing something wrong and you will not survive." Longji had no scruples and laughed loudly without fear of being heard by others.

Wang Chu did not participate in their discussion, but observed the changes in the expressions of the people in the hall. For a long time, he sighed.

"Old Chu, what's wrong?" Hao Ren asked.

"Xuanwu Sect is always playing tricks. A demigod dragon has successfully aroused everyone's emotions, especially hatred and injustice. Just wait, it won't be long before a war that can sweep almost all sects is about to begin. It has begun, a big reshuffle is inevitable." Wang Chu closed his eyes and said solemnly.

He still didn't say anything in the second half. In this war, countless sects disappeared. Second-rate sects may also suffer disaster, and first-rate sects cannot survive alone.

After this battle, countless forces have become vacant, and the remaining sects can expand greatly. Some newly established forces can also take this opportunity to stand up. Driven by huge interests, they have no choice but to be willing or not.

It's a pity that the fire of the sect alliance has just started to burn, and it may burn him.

Fortunately, he stated the significance of Baihua Sect in the sect alliance in advance. He hoped that by then, those sect forces could consciously move closer to Huacheng and truly become a whole under the temper of the fire of war.

Wang Chu's words also silenced his joking companions. Listening to the shouts that resounded throughout the audience, it was like hearing the horn of charge and the cries of blood and fire.

"26, this is already my limit. If any of you exceed me, I will quit too!"

This sentence made the venue quiet, and others were also weighing and calculating.

The host didn't say a word from beginning to end. He just glanced at the audience with a smile. There was no change at this time, and he didn't say anything to liven up the atmosphere.

"I don't know where my brother is from. I gave up this time. I hope I can compete with my strength next time."

"How can I answer that if I can't fight, I will quit."

"Oh, it's just a little bit close. It's a pity. It's a pity."

"I quit."

Voices of giving up were heard one after another, and almost everyone in the hall looked up at the box, with fighting spirit and anger in their eyes.

Until no one spoke up and the host made no offer, the hammer fell on the spot and the final decision was made.

"Now that man has become the target of public criticism. Let's see how he escapes." Long Ji gloated.

"I'm not stupid. I probably left the box as early as the price was quoted." Wang Chu said with a chuckle.

"We have nothing to do here. Prepare to evacuate. Miss Miao and the others are still waiting outside the city." Hao Ren suggested.

"Don't worry, how could the matter be settled so easily? Listening to the footsteps outside, you can tell that many people went to block the door of the box. The auction house must have considered it." Wang Chu stood up and stretched, and said calmly said.

As expected, the host, who had been resting for a whole round, suddenly shouted enthusiastically: "Everyone, wait a minute, in order to celebrate the success of the first auction, our sect has prepared a small amount of wine elsewhere, so I hope you can enjoy it."

Wang Chu sneered and said slowly: "The water is still not mixed enough."