C10 Shot out Turtle Shell

Wang Teng naturally did not know of this, and after he used Image Fist, the afterimages of his six arms appeared.

The current Image Fist was vastly different from before. Before, when his arm was able to discern it at a glance, it was an illusion.

But now, these six arms were extremely solid, as if they were real.

Six arms clenched into a fist and punched straight down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of loud bangs echoed out like a drum.

In an instant, Jia San Ye was confident in his turtle shell. He was just a third level Soul Master cultivator junior.

However, when the first fist landed, the turtle shell behind him ruthlessly caved in, creating a large hole.

The remaining fist descended like a storm. The turtle shell behind him shattered with a bang and his entire body was thrown forward. He landed on the ground and could not get up for a long time!

"Why... "How is this possible!?"

Jia San Ye spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with shock.

How hard was his turtle shell? How could it have been broken by a 4th Heavenly Layer Soul Master junior?

To the side, Zou Gou had an expression of disbelief.

His seemingly invincible master was actually defeated by Wang Teng?

Wang Teng's expression was calm as he walked towards Master Jia San, step by step. "Previously, you said that I bullied the weak. Now, shouldn't you say that I bullied the weak?"

"I... "I …" Master Jia San was stunned. He didn't dare to say, "I was wrong. Young Master Wang Teng, please forgive me this time."

Wang Teng's gaze was cold: "Spare you? You rushed up to the door to hit me, and now that you can't even beat me, you laugh it off? "

Seeing that ice-cold gaze, Jia San Ye couldn't help but shiver, as if he was being stared at by a death god.

He could not help but feel hatred in his heart. He thought that since the General's Mansion's Wang Beixuan had fallen, Wang Teng would be a popinjay, but he did not expect Wang Teng to have such strength. How could he escape now?

Suddenly, Jia San Ye's eyes lit up and felt around his chest. He took out an invitation card and hurriedly said, "Today, I have made a great mistake. I am willing to exchange this for Young Master Wang's forgiveness."

"What is it?"

Wang Teng took the invitation and took a look, a light flashed across his brows.

This invitation was an invitation to an auction held every three years for the Hundred Treasures Pavilion. Only the most reputable people in the Imperial City would be able to receive it.

If it was before, there were as many General's Mansion as there were.

But now, Wang Beixuan had fallen and his General's Mansion had fallen to the abyss, so he did not receive this invitation card.

Wang Teng was moved. Even though he had succeeded in forging the Body Calcining Pill, he had barely succeeded.

But if there was a good pill furnace, then everything would be different.

In this auction, there was a high probability that there would be a pill furnace.

Thinking of this, he put away the invitation and looked at Jia San Ye, saying, "Scram. Next time I see you, I won't be able to relax so easily."

It was as if Third Master Jia had been granted amnesty. He ignored Zou Gou and stumbled away.

Zou Gou saw that his master ran away and panicked. He quickly kneeled down and kowtowed to Wang Teng: "Master Wang, I was wrong. Please spare my life. Master Wang, I was wrong …"

However, Wang Teng didn't even look at Zou Gou as he walked past him.

Wang Teng would never waste his time on an ant.

The time of the invitation was just two hours away. He had to hurry to the Hundred Treasures Building in order to not miss it.

Soon, Wang Teng arrived at the front of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion. The auction was on the second floor, so he headed straight for the second floor.

However, just as they reached the staircase, one tall and one short, two burly guards stretched out their hands and stopped Wang Teng.

"You must be Wang Teng. Forgive me for speaking bluntly, but you, Wang Teng, are not qualified to go to this sort of place."

Wang Teng raised his eyebrows and took out the invitation.

When the two guards saw this, they were startled. They could tell with a single glance that this invitation was genuine.

However, after they looked at each other, the two did not step aside. Instead, they sneered and said, "This invitation is not yours, right?"

"I remember that at the Hundred Treasure Pavilion Auction, I only looked at the invitations and didn't see anyone. Even if I killed someone and robbed someone, as long as there was someone, you guys should let me in, right?" Wang Teng said as his eyes turned cold.

The two guards laughed when they heard that, "If you have the ability to snatch it, then it's naturally no problem. But you … … I'm afraid it can only be stolen! "

Boom!

Just as they finished talking, an imposing aura burst out from Wang Teng.

Wang Teng stretched out his right hand as fast as lightning and grabbed the neck of the tall guard. With a slight force, Wang Teng was lifted into the air as if he was grabbing a chicken.

The tall and strong body of the guard was in stark contrast to Wang Teng's slightly weak body.

However, what was being restrained was a guard who looked strong.

"Let him go!"

The short guard shouted loudly as he raised his hand to throw a punch.

It was the 4th Heavenly Soul Layer.

"Scram!"

Wang Teng yelled and at the same time, unleashed his killing intent.

In the blink of an eye, the short guard seemed as if he was struck by lightning as he stood rooted to the spot.

Following that, Wang Teng waved his left hand and directly slapped the opponent's face, sending him flying.

At the same time, he exerted force with his right hand, and as if throwing a rock, he threw the tall guard to the side and heavily crashed into the ground.

"Now, are you still going to stop me?!"

Wang Teng swept his gaze across them and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The two of them subconsciously shrank back, how could they dare to stop Wang Teng?

"Humph!"

With a cold harrumph, he lifted his leg and walked towards the second floor.

The commotion on the first floor naturally did not affect the auction hall on the second floor.

Wang Teng's arrival didn't attract much attention. He found an inconspicuous corner and sat down.

At this moment, the auction hall was packed with people, and quite a few of them had already arrived at the top-level of the Imperial City.

And in the most prestigious position in the center of the hall, there was a young man who was surrounded by a crowd that seemed to be very welcoming.

The young man that was surrounded was none other than Seventh Prince!

Seventh Prince's status was extremely prestigious, so naturally, there were a lot of people who wanted to climb up the ranks to support him.

Flattery and flattery continued to sound out from that side.

Occasionally, Seventh Prince would say a few words, but he would be treated like a piece of gold or jade, praising the heavens.

Wang Teng was expressionless as he looked at Seventh Prince for a moment.

His father had been imprisoned, and this man was the culprit.

However, he did not act rashly. After looking at it for a while, he slightly closed his eyes and waited for the auction to start.

Not long after, a fatty who was wearing luxurious clothing, with a full stomach, and a rich look, walked up to the auction stage with a smile. He tapped the hammer in his hand lightly, and said: "Welcome to the Great Yu Dynasty Auction, I am the auctioneer Jin Dachui, all of you are well-known figures in the Imperial City, time is precious, I will not speak any more nonsense, the auction will begin now!"

The moment he opened his mouth, almost everyone stopped talking and turned to look at the stage.

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on that item, Jin Dachui finally opened his mouth and revealed two gold teeth. He smiled brilliantly: "Now, the first item up for auction..."