System Auction Shop, I'll sell out across all realms!

Lin Tian reached out and grabbed a corner of the red cloth, then suddenly ripped it off.

A dark red spool was revealed.

The scroll is dark red all over, and the shaft is made of some kind of unknown animal bone.

The surface is engraved with fine runes, with a faint glow of blood flowing through it.

The entire reel exudes a wild aura, as if a sleeping beast is sealed inside.

"The fifth item up for auction is a third-tier, low-grade cultivation technique—the Crimson Wilderness Battle Technique."

As soon as the item appeared, gasps of surprise erupted from the audience.

Everyone here is a cultivator, and their perception is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

They could sense the extraordinary nature of this technique.

As expected, it was actually a third-tier cultivation technique!

This is quite rare!

The cultivators in the lobby on the first floor stared wide-eyed, some craning their necks.

A third-tier cultivation technique would be a family treasure for many families in Xuantian City.

It would be a rare find even in other cities.

Lin Tian took in the reactions from the audience and continued:

"The Crimson Wilderness Battle Technique is a basic battle technique created by a powerful expert."

"The Crimson Wilderness Battle Qi he cultivated was extremely fierce, powerful and domineering, and was very rare among cultivation techniques of the same level."

"Therefore, the Crimson Wilderness Battle Technique even surpasses a mid-grade third-tier battle skill in terms of combat power."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire room:

"The auction will now begin."

"The starting bid is 1,000 spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 10 spirit stones higher."

As soon as the words were spoken, a voice immediately came from the private room on the second floor:

"I'll offer one thousand spirit stones."

He was a young man with a muscular and well-built physique.

He was wearing a tight black shirt, the muscles in his arms making the sleeves bulge.

He sat in a private room on the left side of the second floor, accompanied by two equally burly men.

This man's name is Dao Guan, and he is the vice-captain of the Greatsword Mercenary Group of Liuyun City.

The Great Sword Mercenary Group wields considerable influence in the Liuyun City area.

The group leader sent him out to broaden his horizons and see if he could snag a few good items.

As soon as Dao Guan spoke, many people at the scene immediately recognized him.

Liuyun City is not far from Xuantian City, and the Great Sword Mercenary Group is well-known in the area.

However, some of the cultivators present clearly didn't give him much face, and one of them chuckled softly:

"Could those roughnecks from the Big Sword Mercenary Group possibly learn such advanced combat techniques?"

"Giving it to you is such a waste."

A few people nearby laughed along, not loudly, but Dao Guan's sharp ears still caught it.

His face darkened instantly, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

They knew these people...

Little Sword Mercenary Group!

For over a decade, they've been at odds. Although they can't beat the Big Knife Mercenary Group, they're masters of verbal sparring!

Moreover, their backing by a local family meant they had no way to deal with the Little Sword Mercenary Group.

The bidding continued to climb amidst the laughter of the crowd.

One thousand one, one thousand two...

It didn't take more than a few rounds to reach 1,500.

Dao Guan gritted his teeth and raised the price again, calling out 1,600, but it was quickly overtaken by others.

His face turned bright red, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

"Damn it, swordsman!"

The two burly men beside him didn't dare to say a word and could only lower their heads and pretend they didn't see anything.

……

The price eventually settled at 15,000 spirit stones.

The person who made the bid was sitting in a private room on the other side of the second floor, wearing a blue robe.

He was slender and had delicate features, looking like a completely different person from Dao Guan.

He is the leader of the Little Sword Mercenary Group this time—Sword Man!

The Little Sword Mercenary Group specifically instructed him on one point when they sent him out this time:

"Take whatever the man with the big sword wants!"

Swordman followed this rule and didn't grab the first few items.

He only joined in after the knife pierced through the air.

After the swordsman sold the Crimson Desolate Battle Technique, he didn't forget to give Dao Guan a provocative look.

There was a smile and a hint of smugness in his eyes.

It was a blatant provocation, a "I'll just take it, what are you going to do about it?" attitude.

Dao Guan was so angry he was practically spitting fire, and he suddenly stood up.

His eyes were fixed on the thin young man opposite him.

His teeth were grinding together, and his hand was already on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

The two burly men next to him quickly pulled him back, one of them grabbing his arm.

"Brother Daoguan, no!"

"Don't fight inside the Heavenly Auction House, or you'll disappear!"

This scene made everyone present burst into laughter.

Well...

Attending the auction and enjoying the excitement made the trip worthwhile.

Lin Tian stood on the stage, completely ignoring the petty squabbles.

The moment the mallet fell, the system's voice arrived in Lin Tian's mind as expected.

"Ding! The third-tier low-grade cultivation technique, Crimson Wilderness Battle Technique, has been successfully auctioned off."

"100x return triggered!"

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained a mid-grade fifth-tier combat skill—Ancient Battle Technique!"

Fifth-tier, mid-grade!

This is the first time!

His consciousness swept over the information that appeared on the system panel, and lines of text were imprinted in his mind.

Ancient Battle Technique, Fifth-Order Battle Skill.

This technique does not rely on flashy supernatural powers to win, nor does it take shortcuts or unorthodox methods.

Instead, it is based on the principles of solidifying the fighting spirit, building a foundation of fighting bones, and achieving a heaven-reaching fighting soul.

Cultivators need to constantly hone their physical bodies and bones, and condense their killing and battle aura in repeated battles.

I'll improve myself purely through close-quarters combat!

They grow stronger with each battle, and more ferocious with each fight.

In dire circumstances, it can even unleash twice the power.

After reading it, Lin Tian nodded to himself.

This technique does not follow the usual path.

This is definitely not something you can achieve by sitting in a cave and practicing asceticism.

Instead, they need to lick blood off the knife's edge and walk on the edge of life and death.

Once mastered, one possesses an incomparably fierce battle aura, making them virtually unstoppable among those of the same level.

It's practically made for battle maniacs.

Those guys who feel restless if they don't fight every day are like tigers with wings when they get this skill.

Lin Tian made a mental calculation.

With the essence of primordial gods and demons as his foundation, he has no need to practice this kind of reckless close-combat style.

But this ancient battle technique will always be useful, especially if we have such talent under our command in the future.

The kind of person who is born to fight, gets stronger the more they fight, and is impossible to kill.

Giving him this skill will make the best use of it.

A battle maniac who has mastered the Ancient Battle Technique is more effective than any guard if he stands at the entrance of the auction house.

You might not be afraid of a gentle Divine Sea Realm cultivator, but you're definitely afraid of a ruthless Transcendent Realm warrior...

Lin Tian stored the technique into his system space, still wearing a polite smile.

His gaze swept over Dao Guan, who was still sulking on the second floor, and Jian Ren, who was beaming with pride.

These two names are quite interesting.

I wonder which brilliant person came up with that name for them...

Logically, shouldn't fantasy worlds all have names like Wuji, Wushuang, and Qingcang—names that exude domineering power and carry a hint of Daoist wisdom?

How can there still be swordsmen?

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