Exhibition Match

The atmosphere on the auction stage was tense!

Feng Li, enraged, laughed coldly, "Fine! A three-move agreement, indeed! I'd like to see just how powerful your Spirit Artifact is! Take this!"

Before the words were even finished, Feng Li's figure suddenly blurred! He didn't use Dou Technique; he simply relied on his speed and power to unleash his power.

A blur remained in place, but Feng Li's true form appeared like Gui Mei to Ya Fei's left, his withered hand slapping mercilessly towards Ya Fei's shoulder with a shrill sound that tore through the air!

If that palm strike had landed squarely, it would have been enough to break all the bones in her body!

In that split second!

The silver-white cube in Ya Fei's hand suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light!

A pale golden light enveloped Ya Fei's entire body.

Clang-!!!

A deafening, thunderous impact resounded!

Feng Li's palm, powerful enough to shatter stone tablets, slammed solidly onto the light barrier! A violent burst of Dou Qi erupted!

However!

The anticipated scene of Ya Fei vomiting blood and flying backwards did not occur!

That seemingly thin light shield steadily supported Feng Li's palm!

A layer of fine runes appeared on the surface of the light shield, its radiance flowing endlessly, actually dispersing and absorbing Feng Li's overwhelming Dou Qi power!

The ground beneath Ya Fei's feet cracked inch by inch, but she herself seemed rooted to the spot, only swaying slightly before regaining her balance! Her face even retained that calm smile!

The entire auction hall was deathly silent!

Everyone who witnessed this scene stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, as if they could fit an egg in them! The powerful figures on the private room's terrace were collectively speechless, their faces filled with utter shock!

Feng Li felt the force of the impact from his palm, as well as the resilience of the light shield, which far exceeded his expectations.

Even before the auction began, he had already experienced the power of the Spirit Artifact in Ya Fei's hands. But seeing it again, he still felt as if all his years of cultivation had been wasted.

"First move." Ya Fei's cool voice broke the suffocating silence.

Boom-!!!

After a brief silence, the entire auction house erupted like a powder keg, bursting into an unimaginable roar!

Gasps of astonishment filled the air! Whether ordinary guests or powerful figures in private rooms, everyone felt a dizzying sense of their worldview collapsing.

"It blocked it—it blocked it?! It really blocked it?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Did Senior Feng Li collude with Mittel?!"

"Bullshit! Are you blind? Senior Feng Li's attack just now was absolutely unrestrained!"

On the terrace of the private room, Jia Xingtian, Fama, Nalan Jie, and other powerful figures wore extremely solemn expressions.

With their keen eyesight, they could see it much more clearly.

Feng Li's palm strike was fierce and powerful, without any fancy moves. Although he didn't use Dou Technique, he still used at least 70% of his strength, enough to severely injure an ordinary Dou Wang!

As for Ya Fei, a Dou Zhe, she not only withstood the attack with her own strength, but also did not move an inch, relying solely on the strange silver cube in her hand!

At this moment, their gazes as they looked at the silver square in Ya Fei's hand were filled with shock and fervor! They couldn't wait to bid and buy it immediately.

Feng Li took a deep breath, dispelling the melancholy in his heart. Thinking of the reward promised by the Mittel Auction House after completing this "performance," a hint of fervor appeared in his aged eyes.

"Good! What a fine Spirit Artifact! I'll see just how hard your tortoise shell really is! Let's try again!"

Feng Li's hair and beard stood on end, as if he was extremely angry. His fighting Dou Qi condensed again like a storm, even more ferocious than before!

This time, he unleashed both palms simultaneously, creating a storm of palm shadows that enveloped Ya Fei like a tempestuous storm!

However, the result remained unchanged!

Ya Fei remained unmoved, and Feng Li's palm strikes, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, struck her, yet could not budge her in the slightest!

Ya Fei could even adjust her posture slightly during a break in her defense. Her composed demeanor, coupled with the slightly swaying hem of her skirt, created a unique allure.

"That's the second move!"

"Third move! Thank you for your guidance, senior!" After Feng Li's powerful third attack failed again, Ya Fei's protective aura receded. She bowed slightly, her posture elegant.

The fluctuations of Feng Li's Dou Qi subsided instantly, and his face revealed an extremely obvious "surprise" and a deep "disappointment." Anyone who saw that expression would think it was genuine.

"Alas—I have lost! My skills are inferior, truly inferior!" He sighed deeply, his voice filled with dejection.

Without giving everyone more time to process what happened, the spatial barrier surrounding the auction stage silently fell away.

Just as he had come, Feng Li's figure blurred, transforming into a streak of light, and he flew away from the Mittel Auction House without looking back, leaving behind a crowd still immersed in shock.

Quiet room.

"Hiss----" Xiao Yan gasped, his eyes widening in shock. He grabbed Huo Yuhao's shoulders and shook him violently. "Huo Yuhao! When did your Spirit Artifact evolve to such an incredible level?! It can allow Dou Zhe to fight a Dou Wang head-on?!"

Is there no reasoning involved?!

Snap!

Huo Yuhao shoved the teacup that Xiao Yan had spilled directly onto Xiao Yan's mouth.

"It's not that exaggerated. The Spirit Artifact in Ya Fei's hand is actually a rechargeable Invincible Shield," which can only be used for defense and has no offensive capabilities.

"Invincible Shield?" Xiao Yan pulled the cup off his lips, leaving a red mark.

"It's a rechargeable and reusable Invincible Shield," Huo Yuhao explained. "This afternoon, Senior Hai Bodong contributed all his Dou Qi to fully charge this shield. Senior Feng Li's real opponent is actually Senior Hai Bodong."

The shock on Xiao Yan's face vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of disappointment. "Oh----so that's how it is. I thought----"

"What? You have some complaints about the Spirit Artifact that I helped create?!"

Hai Bodong was sitting cross-legged on the table, immediately pounced on Xiao Yan like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, grabbing his collar tightly with his small hands and shaking him wildly.

"No! No! Absolutely not!" Xiao Yan's eyes started spinning from the dazzling light, and he quickly begged for mercy, "I just... I was just curious about what part of the production you were involved in?"

Hai Bodong grinned smugly, straddling Xiao Yan with his short legs spread wide. "Hmph! I provided the materials and Dou Qi! So I deserve half the credit for making this Spirit Artifact!"

Just then, two soft knocks sounded, and the door to the quiet room was pushed open. Mittel Tengshan led Feng Li, who had just finished her "performance," into the room.

However, the moment the door opened, what the two saw was:

Hai Bodong wore a strange smile as he used his legs to hold Xiao Yan's waist, whose clothes were slightly disheveled and revealed a small part of his chest! His hands were even still on Xiao Yan's collar.

Xiao Yan blushed, revealing a hint of shyness.