975 Cursing! Battle of Words!
Chu Feng's eyes flickered.
There was even a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.
If it was a coincidence, it would be fine.
But if Demon Son Er Qi had done it on purpose, what was he planning?
He pushed Huangpu You to the front through a scheme. Was he worried that Chu Feng would ruin his plan?
Could it be related to the Demon Emperor?
Other than that, Chu Feng could not think of any other connection between him and this demon genius.
Chu Feng was filled with thoughts.
The hall fell silent because of Demon Son Er Qi's sudden astronomical price.
20 million was not a small number.
Even to most Divine Lord experts, it was an unimaginable price!
Therefore, even if they wanted to occupy the remains of these two peerless experts, they seemed to be powerless.
Most people had given up on competing.
This was only the first finale treasure. There might be better things after that!
Furthermore, even if they obtained these two broken bodies, it did not mean that they could break through to the Master God Realm. It could only be said that there was a trace of hope.
Master Gods were not so easy to become, especially in this era!
Therefore, it was not worth risking everything.
It was too wasteful!
Of course, there were still people who were extremely determined.
For example, the expert known as Satan probably had some special methods of the angel race. At this moment, he resolutely continued to bid.
"21 million!"
He did not care about the Demondawn Palace at all.
To existences like them, their only goal at this moment was to become a Master God. Who cared about the Demondawn Palace or the Human Imperial Palace!
Demon Son Er Qi was not angry. He smiled faintly and continued to increase the price without hesitation.
"25 million!"
And in an instant, it soared by four million!
Everyone was shocked.
An extremely angry snort came from Satan's private room.
He had been coveting the remains of this peerless expert of the Angel Race for a long time.
This time, he had specially gathered a large sum of wealth to participate in the treasure appraisal meeting.
He had thought that it would be easy, but he did not expect to encounter this peerless genius of the Demondawn Palace who was also determined to win.
Most importantly, the guy's wealth was clearly much higher than his!
The price of 25 million had completely exceeded his limit.
At this moment, he was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
He could not care less about the Demondawn Palace, and the Demondawn Palace certainly didn't mind him either.
Seeing that Satan had not made another bid for a long time, a faint smile appeared on Demon Son Er Qi's face.
It seemed like it was settled.
It was much smoother than expected.
Really… the heavens are blessing the Abyssal Demon Race!
Then, he turned his gaze to Third Master Bao. The meaning was obvious.
Third Master Bao looked around. Now that even Satan had given up, this price was indeed about the end.
He nodded slightly and was about to say something polite and hammer down.
But before Third Master Bao could speak, a lazy voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
"Is there no one else? That's it? What a bunch of weaklings. You still have to look at me…"
"Such good finale treasures are not worthy of their status at this price!"
"How about 26 million for a start? I'll take my time. I can still play for a long time."
Hearing this familiar voice, everyone's mouths twitched.
Without even looking, they knew that it was definitely Chu Feng!
Other than him, no one else in the hall would dare to shout out such a sky-high price!
"Good lord, this sh*t stirrer has been quiet for so long. I didn't expect him to return at this time."
"And it's an explosion from the beginning!"
"26 million! Could he be sold for that much money?!"
"Could it be that Grandmaster Mo is here to back him again?!"
"But what if Grandmaster Mo is unhappy this time? Chu Feng can gather 26 million on his own?!"
"I think we should let Chu Feng contact Grandmaster Mo again and obtain an affirmative answer!"
Hearing the doubts around him, Chu Feng pursed his lips.
Why were these guys still treating others differently?!
When others shouted 20 million, it would attract exclamations of admiration. Why was it a group of suspicious boos when it came to him!
Double standards!
He didn't rely on Old Mo this time!
Bah!
A bunch of snobbish people!
Chu Feng was furious.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He stood up and faced the chattering crowd.
A deep breath.
The next moment, countless curses blurted out.
From their 80-year-old mothers to their three-year-old children, who could escape Chu Feng's sharp tongue?
It was not a big deal for him to tongue-fight against everyone alone!
The others prided themselves on their elegance as experts. When had they ever seen such torrent of profanities?
The group was scolded badly, but they did not even dare to retort. At most, they only dared to curse in their hearts… Country bumpkin, extremely vulgar!
They were afraid that Chu Feng would notice them.
After cursing, they quickly lowered their heads.
Like ostriches, they buried their heads deep.
Chu Feng alone unleashed his full combat strength and actually suppressed a group of experts!
The corners of Third Master Bao's mouth twitched.
Today, he had broadened his horizons.
Could this be the charm of words?
The legendary Art of Mouth?
He could kill people with just a word!
Third Master Bao felt that Chu Feng was very talented in this aspect… If he studied it carefully, he might be able to achieve something!
After all, everything had its own path!
Every path was connected to the supreme!
Third Master Bao could not be bothered with those doubts.
The others did not know the inside story, but he knew very well.
Even without relying on Grandmaster Mo, Chu Feng had at least 45 million in his hands.
He was not short of money at all!
Therefore, Third Master Bao chose to ignore them and announced that the bidding was valid.
At this moment, the pressure landed on Demon Son Er Qi again.
When the Abyssal Prince saw Chu Feng, who had appeared halfway, it would be a lie to say that he was not angry.
He was so close to victory!
However, he could not show it on his face. He was still calm.
He even hypocritically comforted the people who were questioning Chu Feng.
"Everyone, there's no need to do this. We have to believe in the fairness of the Sky Treasure Pavilion. I also believe that Brother Chu is an outstanding person. He won't do such a stupid thing as bluffing."
As he spoke, he turned around and looked at Chu Feng. He cupped his fists and smiled calmly.
"Since Brother Chu is interested in participating, let's rely on our own abilities. I hope Brother Chu can show mercy…"
"27 million!"
He spoke nicely, but he did not hesitate at all.
Chu Feng sneered. He simply could not be bothered with him.
No matter how he looked at it now, he felt that Demon Son Er Qi was extremely hypocritical!
He had actually been tricked by this fellow previously. It really shouldn't have happened!
You still want to snatch these two Master God remains from me?
In your next life!
Chu Feng did not know what this fellow was planning to do with these two broken bodies so urgently.
However, Chu Feng did not care.
Even if I buy them and throw them away, I won't give them to you!
