Chapter 171: Battle Armor!

rging spirit metal only recently reached around forty percent. 。Finally, it can be used to make money. 。After one semester at Shrek Academy, Tang Wulin already had a good plan for his own cultivation...As everyone knows, dragon scale fruit should be light blue, but this one is sky blue. 。Our judgment stems from this. 。Unfortunately, it was harvested too early. If it could have turned purple and become a Myriad Dragon Scale Fruit, I believe it would have been priceless. 。

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Thousand-year dragon scale fruit, starting price one million. 。" One million Before this, the starting price for those few spirit fruits besides Xuan Bing Cao wasn't even a few hundred thousand! How did it suddenly jump to one million" Tang Wulin’s originally steady heart immediately lifted again. 。"Can I really take this picture" "One million one hundred thousand!" the bids began. 。Tang Wulin subconsciously clenched his fists. Hearing the auctioneer say that this Dragon Scale Fruit was exceptionally well-preserved, his heart pounded with excitement. 。On the big screen, the Dragon Scale Fruit itself was presented as an oval shape with vines at its tail. This was to keep its energy from dissipating. 。The oval fruit is presented in a beautiful sky blue, crystal clear like a gem. What's even more peculiar is that on its surface, there appears a faint golden pattern, vaguely resembling dragon scales. 。Tang Wulin's right arm, when activating his bloodline power, transformed into dragon scales that were very similar to... 。Just one glance, and Tang Wulin was filled with a yearning for this Millennium Spirit Fruit. If he could obtain it, his chances of breaking through the second seal would greatly increase. 。"Your luck is good, this millennium dragon scale fruit is quite extraordinary. The auctioneer's introduction wasn't an exaggeration." 。"The sound of Dai Yue's voice rang in Tang Wulin's ear, but it also made Tang Wulin even more nervous." 。Anyone with sense would know it's not just about Teacher Dance. 。"Two million!" Wu Changkong held up his sign, taking advantage of the bid being only one million five hundred thousand. 。directly increased to two hundred 。"Boom—" The fists collided 。Li Mengyang only felt as if he had been hit by a soul-conducting train. His right arm and hand throbbed with pain, the tremendous impact force spinning his body directly...