Chapter Eighty: Thunderclap Palm

  Xuantian Continent's martial skills are divided into three categories: Mortal, Xuan and Tian. Each category is further divided into four levels: Initial, Middle, High and Top-tier.

  Among martial artists, the internal breath boundary mainly focuses on practicing ordinary kung fu methods. This is because the human body's meridians are fragile and fundamentally cannot withstand the powerful energy infusion of true qi, so they can only start by strengthening their internal breath first.

  The Xuanjie gong method is a practice that can cultivate true energy, up to the solid yuan boundary. Above true energy is true yuan, this kind of energy can only be withstood by those who are strong in the danxuan boundary above the solid yuan boundary.

  At this point, Wu Zhe's flying and escaping abilities are boundless, his power to subdue mountains and rivers is unmatched, he has already transcended the realm of ordinary humans, which is why there is talk of Tian Jie Gong Fa.

  Of course, these are all afterwords.

  Now this Xuanjie top-level martial skill is no less than saying that there is a martial skill that can make a solid yuan realm warrior reach the peak of the realm, how can it not shock people crazy?

  "Brother Guan, are you sure this is a top-level martial skill of the Mystic Realm? And it's complete?"

  Suddenly, a voice that was slightly hoarse came through the crystal screen from one of the private rooms on the third floor.

  The noise in the hall suddenly subsided at this inquiry, Ah, if it's really such a martial skill, how can it not even be considered a top-notch treasure?

  "Haha, Zhang is still formidable! Not bad, this martial skill isn't complete, only a small part of the first half, that's why it appears here!"

  With a bright and cheerful smile, he was just trying to draw attention, not deceive everyone.

  "Oh!"

  That old voice showed a hint of disappointment and fell silent, apparently losing interest.

  "Old man, may I ask what is the name of this martial art?"

  From another private room on the third floor came a gentle and elegant voice.

  "Haha, I didn't expect a flawed technique to pique Luo Xian's interest. Well, I won't keep you in suspense anymore!"

  Guang Canghai smiled and swept his gaze over the crowd, taking out a small booklet from the tray beside him. The cover was slightly worn and tattered: "This martial art is called 'Bolt of Thunder Palm', it's the legendary technique of Mo Lei, the powerful and infamous master of the Xuan Yun province 600 years ago!"

  Although it's only a small part, its value is not inferior to the primary and intermediate levels of Xuanjie, because this technique is a rare Thunder System martial skill with extremely strong destructive power, and one can also gain insight into the techniques used by powerful practitioners of the Solid Origin Realm, thereby enhancing oneself.

  "Two hundred and fifty yuan for a low-grade inkstone, starting price! Each bid increase must be at least ten yuan!"

  Quiet!

  Silence!

  Such a high number has far exceeded the value of ordinary medium-grade spiritual soldiers. Although martial skills and techniques have always been higher than weapons, this is just the starting price!

  "Two hundred and sixty yuan!"

  Suddenly, a loud and clear voice came from an ordinary seat in the great hall, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

  Somewhat disappointingly, the person who spoke was wrapped in a black cloak from head to toe, and no one could see anything.

  In the grand hall, many warriors dressed like this, just to avoid letting others know that they had purchased precious items. However, there were also many forces eager to make a name for themselves, hoping that others would know they had bought invaluable treasures, showcasing their strength and attracting warriors to join them.

  "Hehe, although it's an incomplete martial skill, it can still be used for a look, 280 bucks!"

  A voice came from the private room on the third floor.

  "Not bad, I'm also interested in this incomplete martial art, 300 bucks!"

  Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the private room on the second floor.

  "Am I hearing things? Mo Bei Cang Lang Feng Yuan Tu has also arrived?"

  "Isn't it? Who dares to impersonate his name?"

  In an instant, many warriors in the great hall were shocked beyond measure.

  Immediately afterwards, there were bidders in other boxes, but they all added ten yuan and finally reached four hundred and twenty yuan.

  "Five hundred bucks!"

  It was still the person in the great hall wearing a cloak, who suddenly added more than eighty pieces at once, which far exceeded the value of this incomplete martial skill.

  As soon as this price came out, the hall suddenly fell silent, and even in the private rooms, no one dared to speak up.

  "This friend offered a price of 500 yuan for the inferior Yuanshi stone, and no one has made an offer yet?"

  Guan Canghai glanced around all the private rooms and looked a few more times at one of them on the third floor, which was exactly Lichun's private room.

  Unfortunately, since the start of the selfie sale, it has been quiet there, without any movement.

  550!

  Just as they were about to finalize the deal at the Guan Cang Hai, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from the second-floor private room.

  Fight for wealth!

  That's too much!

  All the warriors in the hall couldn't help but curse in silence, wasn't this just a blatant show-off?

  For a flawed martial skill, so many spirit stones were paid, to know that these are enough to fully equip a cultivator in the early stages of the Refining Truth realm from head to toe.

  This time, the warrior in the cloak fell silent in the great hall, apparently this price had exceeded his affordability, and even if he used other treasures as collateral, it would not be enough.

  "Five hundred and fifty yuan deal!"

  After asking three times and no one added a price, Guan Canghai's face showed a hint of joy, this was truly beyond his expectation.

  At this moment, under the protection of four Quanzhen Realm guards, Ben Lei Palm was sent to that private room.

  Immediately after, another round of ordinary treasure auctions began, interspersed with small extreme treasures that were urgently needed by the Refining Realm warriors, which excited the crowd and showed no signs of abating.

  Splash!

  On the second floor in a private room, four guards looked at the pile of yuan stones on the table, carefully counted them and nodded: "The number is correct, please check the martial skills!"

  Put an old and thin book on the table now.

  Li Chen picked up the booklet, flipped through a few pages, and nodded: "Not bad!"

  Several guards slightly bowed and exited the private room.

  The little Cui in the private room had already looked at him with dizzy eyes, and hated that she couldn't stick to Li Chen's body, but unfortunately, the mysterious figure in front of her didn't even glance at her, making her charming and seductive eyes useless.

  "Not bad, finally found something I like!"

  He put away the small booklet, and with a slightly satisfied nod, Li Chen tapped his hand on the table. This was the first time he had bid for something at an auction, even though it was an incomplete martial art manual, as long as it moved him, that was enough.

  Killed Tianyun Thirteen thieves, seven people, a total of seven storage bags, even San Hei Zai and Si Hei Zai had them on their bodies. All the yuan stones added up to 1,500 low-grade yuan stones.

  In addition, five pieces of spiritual weapons were sold to the Gathering Treasure Pavilion, each selling for a maximum price of 150 yuan. Adding up the scattered elixirs, refining materials and treasures, nearly a thousand yuan was earned.

  Altogether, just this time's gain is enough for four thousand pieces of inferior yuan stone.

  This is not to mention what he got in the Golden Eagle's Nest, you know, what was taken out were all medium-grade yuan stones, and the difference between them was a hundred times. One piece of medium-grade yuan stone is equal to one hundred pieces of low-grade yuan stone, and this also requires someone to be willing to exchange it.

  "Sleepiness comes just as I'm about to rest my head, and I was worried that it wouldn't!"

  It wasn't until more than two hours had passed, already in the middle of the afternoon, that Guan Canghai took out another extraordinary treasure, causing Lei Chen's eyes to light up.

  The corners of his mouth under the cloak were all curled up, looking extremely happy.