One Strike, Certain Kill

?One Strike, Certain Kill

There was only one final item left for auction: the Top-grade Spirit Armor, Heavenly Wind Divine Armor. The starting price was five billion crystals. Please place your bids. Hong Dan didn't bother introducing it.

No one needed to be told how precious a Top-grade Spirit Armor was, so Hong Dan didn't need to say much. She was sure someone would bid like crazy.

They're actually auctioning off a Top-grade Spirit Armor. Should I join in? Bi Fan wasn't sure what to do.

Top-grade Spirit Armor was incredibly precious, and the price was bound to be steep.

Bi Fan didn't have that many crystals on him to join the bidding, unless he sold some of his treasures.

Forget it. I'll let those people bid. But I can drive the price up a little—that'll make things more interesting. Bi Fan chuckled to himself.

Ten billion crystals! Bi Fan placed a bid.

He had doubled the price outright, hoping to make any powerhouse who wanted the Top-grade Spirit Armor, Heavenly Wind Divine Armor, bleed heavily.

Though this would benefit the Moro Divine Sect, Bi Fan could enjoy the show, too.

Besides, for the past ten days, Bi Fan had had Soul Lock keep an eye on Mo Luo Feng Dan. He'd discovered something: every day, after the auction ended, Mo Luo Feng Dan took the crystals back to the Moro Divine Sect headquarters during the break.

Today was the final day, and the crystals would be at their most plentiful.

Bi Fan had already decided to ambush Mo Luo Feng Dan today.

Mo Luo Feng Dan rarely spent time outside, so this was a rare opportunity. And when he returned, he would surely be carrying a huge amount of crystals.

If Bi Fan killed Mo Luo Feng Dan now,