Earth-Tier Mid-Level Fighting Skill

As he entered the city, Xiao Yang was stopped at the gate by guards demanding an entrance fee.

But Xiao Yang merely raised his head and opened his eyes slightly. A flash of blood-red light vanished in an instant, and the gate guards immediately became muddleheaded. They simply ignored Xiao Yang's existence and let him swagger straight inside.

Heavenly Demon Blood Eyes—everyone who used them said they were good.

After entering the city, Xiao Yang walked slowly along the street. Yet the city was anything but peaceful. Brawls, robberies, and murder were commonplace here. There were even women being stripped naked and violated right in the street in broad daylight.

But that woman was even more ruthless. She had a blade hidden in her mouth, and the instant the man let his guard down, she jerked her head up and slit his throat.

Crimson blood splashed across her face and trickled down her cheeks, yet she calmly put her clothes back on and disappeared into the crowd as though nothing had happened.

The sight made Xiao Yang's scalp tingle.

Morality and shame had been completely abandoned. To these women, their bodies were merely part of their weapons—bait to be used.

Fortunately, when Xiao Yang had gone out to train, the system had rewarded him with Yan Shuangying's Jianghu Experience Pack. Otherwise, he would definitely have gotten himself killed in a hellhole like this.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yang quickened his pace and headed straight for the Black Seal Auction House at the end of the street.

At the entrance to the Black Seal Auction House stood dozens of stern-faced men in fitted black clothing, sharp weapons hanging at their waists. Their hawk-like gazes constantly swept over the stream of people entering and leaving.

Xiao Yang paid them no mind. He was here to buy something, not cause trouble, so their stares meant nothing to him.

After entering the auction house, Xiao Yang casually found a seat and sat down.

A clear chime slowly echoed through the auction house. As the bell rang, the deafening clamor in the venue gradually subsided, and countless burning gazes turned toward the crystal stage.

"As this is the annual auction, I trust that this event hosted by our Eight Gates will not disappoint you all." The old man lightly clapped his hands and announced in a clear voice, "I declare the Black Seal City Auction officially open!"

As the old man's voice fell, the enormous crystal stage suddenly erupted with dazzling light. After a long while, the brilliance gradually faded, revealing a suit of entirely dark-gold soft armor on the auction stand before the white-haired elder.

"This Dark-Gold Soft Armor was woven from a third-tier earth-element Magic Core mixed with Profound Gold Silkworm Silk. It can withstand the full-force strike of a Dou Ling expert. I need not say more about the value of such life-saving protective armor. Bidding starts at two hundred thousand!"

After several minutes of bidding, the first item was successfully won by an excited-looking man for two hundred and fifty thousand gold coins.

With the first auction proceeding smoothly, all sorts of dazzling treasures soon began to appear on the auction stand—precious sabers and swords, fighting skills, cultivation methods, medicinal herbs, and more.

After a while, the auctioneer picked up a pale-gold scroll from a jade tray on the stage and announced loudly, "The next item is a High Profound Rank fighting skill: Jade Shattering Metal Splitting Hand. Once mastered, one's hands will become impervious to blades and spears, difficult to harm with water or fire, and immune to a hundred poisons!"

"Moreover, they will be able to slice through iron like mud, as though they were divine weapons! Its power is no weaker than an Earth-Rank Fighting Skill!"

The words "no weaker than an Earth-Rank Fighting Skill" instantly silenced the auction house, while the phrase "immune to a hundred poisons" stirred even more desire.

In a place like the Black-Corner Region, poison was one of the most common methods employed. And the hands, which touched objects more than any other part of the body, were often the most easily poisoned.

The auctioneer said with a smile, "Starting bid: eight hundred thousand!"

"One million!" The moment the auctioneer finished speaking, the price was instantly raised by two hundred thousand.

"One million one hundred thousand!"

"One million three hundred thousand!"

"Two million! The Black Skull Tomb wants it!"

"Fuck! Three million! I'd like to see who dares compete with my Demon Blade Sect!" A burly man carrying a ghost-head great blade stood up. His voice echoed through the auction house as the aura of a Dou Wang burst forth from his body.

"Demon Blade Sect?" Xiao Yang was briefly stunned. The name sounded somewhat familiar. After thinking it over, he finally recalled that the Demon Blade Sect was a faction that appeared near the very end of the story.

When Soul Hall went to the Black-Corner Region in search of the Tuo She Ancient Emperor Tomb, this group of idiots had jumped out to stop Soul Hall's people from entering their Mountain Gate. Their name sounded impressive enough.

In the end, though, they were nothing special. An impatient Dou Zun expert from Soul Hall had flattened them, everyone in the sect, and their Mountain Gate all together.

Clearly, an old-established faction like the Black Skull Tomb did not think much of them either.

In the end, that fighting skill sold for a full five million.

Yet the sect master of the Demon Blade Sect wore a smug expression, clearly unaware that the other side had deliberately driven up the price.

After that, truly extraordinary treasures began appearing one after another. All kinds of cultivation methods, fighting skills, and medicine cauldrons left people dazzled, while excited cries of bids rang out endlessly throughout the venue.

Even a fifth-grade Pill Formula appeared.

As the auction neared its conclusion, a truly heavyweight item finally appeared. It was a fighting skill—or more accurately, a fighting skill that combined movement and leg techniques: Sky Splitting Tyrant Leg!

Its rank had reached Earth-Rank Middle Grade!

The auctioneer's soft voice instantly plunged the entire noisy venue into silence. Countless bloodshot eyes abruptly turned toward the black scroll on the crystal stage, while hurried breathing sounded like bellows throughout the hall.

"Earth-Rank Middle Grade Fighting Skill..." Xiao Yang drew a sharp breath. Even his heartbeat could not help accelerating at that moment, his eyes filled with shock. Earth-Rank Middle Grade! Someone had actually put a fighting skill of this level up for auction. What a fucking spendthrift!

With the appearance of Sky Splitting Tyrant Leg, the atmosphere of the auction house entered its most feverish peak. The great factions seated in front finally began bidding with such red-faced ferocity that countless spectators were left dumbfounded.

No starting price had been set for Sky Splitting Tyrant Leg, but the instant the auctioneer's hammer fell, the price shot up to three million. That terrifying increase truly treated money as if it were worthless.

Their willingness to spend fortunes in a single stroke, such boldness and grandeur, was displayed to the fullest by those factions before the temptation of an Earth-Rank Middle Grade Fighting Skill.

The steadily climbing price kept the auction house filled with excited roars without pause. Beneath the rapidly doubling astronomical bids, many people knew they were no longer qualified to vie for the item. Still, merely witnessing such a breathtaking contest of wealth made the trip worthwhile.