Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 44: Incredible Speculations
Everyone present knew very well whether Zhu Yan was a waste or not. He had been sitting firmly at the top of the third-level fighting arena for so many years. It was absolutely impossible that he had no real ability. If Zhu Yan was to be used as the standard for measuring who was included in the top ten, let alone those who were ranked outside the twentieth or thirtieth, even the current top ten would have to be disbanded.
What's more, the Black-Feathered Crows are a high-level demon race with extraordinary talents. Zhu Yan himself is also very famous and is known as the Dark Vermillion Bird.
Although they did not believe these angry words, everyone was waiting for a reprimand at this moment, mostly because of Kong Feiyu's prestige.
If a fight really breaks out, I'm afraid Zhu Yan can turn Kong Feiyu into ashes with just a breath.
But at this moment, no matter how strong Zhu Yan's magical powers were, he could only be scolded by his master like a dog.
The Kong family is so powerful.
Everyone sighed in their hearts, but no one was sad because Zhu Yan was scolded, and they gave up the idea of becoming one of the top ten. On the contrary, they were able to hold on to the big tree of the Kong family, and might even find a good way out outside of Dongjing.
Thinking of this, the hearts of the demon tribe became hot again.
"What are you making so much noise for?" I can hear you shouting from far away, how disrespectful.
A calm voice came from outside the door, but it directly rebuked the arrogant Kong Feiyu.
Kong Feiyu was shocked when he heard the words. Contrary to his previous arrogance, he stood up obediently like and stood aside without saying a word.
The man who spoke was dressed in black, with a cold and arrogant temperament. He strode over, followed by two servants with cold faces and long swords. They were Kong Pojun.
"Mr. Kong!"
The eyes of the monsters lit up and they called out respectfully, knowing that Kong Pojun was the host of the Kong family who was responsible for the management of the underground arena.
He has achieved such a status at such a young age, which shows the Kong family's determination to cultivate him.
Kong Pojun threw off his robe and sat down on the host's seat.
He glanced at the group of demons with flattering looks on their faces and said lightly.
"You all know why you are here. I won't beat around the bush. There are three top ten spots now. You can bid with your Monster Yuan Stones. The highest bidder wins. The reserve price is 100 million. If you have any rare treasures, you can use them as the price."
"The bidding is over. The three people with the highest bids will be named the fourth, sixth, and eighth of the top ten. Of course, different rankings will result in different dividends in the three levels, so it's best to think carefully before bidding."
"Also, you better not reach any agreement to lower the price. If the price does not exceed my psychological expectations, the top ten position will remain vacant."
"If there are no problems, let's get started." Kong Pojun said concisely.
His eyes were calm but full of anxiety. Because of that shocking gambling game, his family was facing a huge economic crisis and needed a large amount of demon stones to make ends meet.
As the initiator of this gambling, if he cannot raise enough demon stones, his fate will be worrying.
"Mr. Kong."
A thin demon with bright eyes suddenly said, "If I become one of the top ten masters, how can I guarantee how long I can stay in this position? Because to be frank, many of us are only ranked in the teens or twenties, and we know very well how big the gap is with the top ten."
"Don't worry about that. As long as you produce enough demon stones, you can be the boss for long enough."
Kong Pojun waved his hand impatiently, obviously not allowing anyone to question him.
After a brief discussion, a short demon raised his hand and shouted.
"Two hundred million!"
As soon as this person arrived, he doubled the price set by Kong Pojun.
There was a moment of silence.
"Three hundred million!"
"Three hundred and fifty million!"
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In a short period of time, the bid exceeded one billion.
For many children from small families, one billion is almost equal to their family's annual income.
But as long as one can become one of the top ten masters, it is equivalent to relying on the big tree of the Kong family, which is extremely beneficial to the development of the family, not to mention that this position also comes with dividends.
From time to time, bidders' eyes swept over Kong Pojun.
However, Kong Pojun looked calm, as if he didn't care about the billions of demon stones at all.
"3.8 billion."
When Lu Hui led Wang Chen and Hei Huang to the black and gilded gate, someone was shouting amid the noise inside.
"3.8 billion."
Lu Hui sneered.
"The jackets you two are wearing alone are worth at least 1 billion. These people really think they can be worth ten billion at this price."
"I still have to go and receive other guests. My name is Lu Hui, gentlemen."
Lu Hui bent down slightly with a smile on his face.
"Thank you."
Wang Chen heard the lively conversation here and pushed the door open.
The competitors were in an atmosphere of red faces and intense competition.
No one was interested in looking back to see who had come in or whether there was a new competitor joining.
But Wang Chen saw Kong Pojun sitting at the table with his hands crossed in front of his face.
Compared to the stunning glimpse in the viewing room, Kong Pojun at this moment was still calm and composed. It was this demeanor that made him exude a kind of pressure.
The geniuses from the surrounding demon tribes were intimidated by his temperament. They couldn't help but feel that they were inferior to him. They were terrified and their words and actions were all meant to please him.
He looks like a veteran in political scheming.
If one would not be expelled from the dungeon when he turned 30, Wang Chen even suspected that the young man in front of him was an old monster in a certain family who was accustomed to scheming for power.
"Kong Pojun."
The calm voice cut through the noise of bidding and instantly reached everyone's ears.
The monsters were stunned at first, then looked back with a look of astonishment.
Everyone has witnessed the power of the Kong family just now. Even someone as powerful as Zhu Yan dare not disobey Kong Feiyu, a dandy boy who has nothing but his birth.
Who dares to call Kong Pojun's name in such an occasion?
Kong Pojun's pupils suddenly shrank, and a surge of anger rushed into his chest.
For so many years, has anyone dared to call me by my name?
"You are also allowed to call Master Kong by his name?"
A tall demon stepped forward and said angrily.
At this moment, Wang Chen was wearing a very thick white fox fur, and a furry hat drooped down, covering most of his face. In the eyes of these monsters, he was simply a nouveau riche. They were sure that he was a local rich man who didn't know the rules and was full of the smell of money, a fool who had a few dirty money but didn't know the rules.
"Who are you? How dare you address Master Kong by his name? You are such a fool, and you still want to be the top ten. Why don't you kneel down and apologize to Master Kong?"
A demon with a head as big as a bucket but short stature walked over with his head held high and a sinister look on his face. Apparently, like everyone else, he considered Wang Chen to be his rival for the top ten.
Wang Chen didn't even look at him and walked straight towards Kong Pojun.
"I'm asking you a question!"
The big-headed demon stretched out his hand and pushed Wang Chen provocatively.
Bang!
A flash of golden light.
Wang Chen's palm was shrouded in a faint golden light and he waved his hand back.
The big-headed demon was slapped and flew out, but it was as fast as being hit by a mountain, and hit the wall heavily with a dull sound, then slid down and lost consciousness on the spot.
The whole place was dead silent.
No one expected that someone would dare to take action in front of Kong Pojun.
You know, right in this venue, the remaining seven of the top ten masters are all here.
Suddenly, powerful spiritual senses locked onto Wang Chen.
Those with quick minds assessed Wang Chen's combat power in an instant. They didn't even see Wang Chen make a move. They just saw the big head ranked above 20 on the third floor flying out.
This made him feel cold in his heart, and he dared not to be the first to speak out again.
At the same time, a group of demons, each with their own ulterior motives, had an incredible guess in their hearts.
"Could this person be here to cause trouble for Young Master Kong?"
But how is this possible? In this arena, the official is king.
Even the fourth and fifth level masters would give the authorities some face to avoid a narrow encounter in the future outside the arena.
After all, the overlord in the arena is, after all, just the top master of the younger generation of the demon clan. Who can guarantee that he will not encounter an old monster who has been practicing for a hundred years in the opponent's family in the outside world?
