"One million gold coins!"
Luo Feng said first.
" 15,000 gold ingots."

Luo Yu really didn't want to be entangled with Luo Feng anymore, so she directly raised the price to 15,000 gold ingots.
"10,000... 60,000 gold coins!"
Luo Feng didn't expect Luo Yu to improve so much all of a sudden. He suddenly had an ominous feeling.
"Twenty thousand gold!"
Luo Yu looked calm.
He knew that Luo Feng was making trouble for him, but he had soaked away the demonic beast's blood that was worth 500,000 gold ingots. Seeing that Luo Feng's face was pale, his expression was stiff, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching, Luo Yu's mood suddenly improved a lot. She felt that the extra 10,000 gold ingots were worth it!

"Sir, do you still want to make a bid?"
Seeing that Luo Feng didn't say anything for a long time, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy reminded him at the right time.
How, how could he get revenge?
Luo Feng touched the 20,000 gold notes in his pocket and shook his head sadly.

Soon, the shopkeeper of the medicine shop handed the ginseng king to Luo Yu in a brocade box.
Luo Yu carried the brocade box and walked out of the medicine shop without looking back.
"Sir, I have a 300-year-old ginseng king with a much cheaper price. Would you like me to show it to you?"
"Three hundred years? Only the ginseng king who is more than five hundred years old can be effective! And the price is cheap? Do you really think I don't have money?"
What a great shame!
Luo Feng turned around and walked out angrily.
"Sir, if you think it's too expensive, can you name a price?"
The shop owner was still unwilling to give up. He held the door and shouted at Luo Feng.
"You, you..."
Luo Feng was so angry that he couldn't say anything. He ran away.
...
At dinner time, Luo Yu's father returned home with a tired face.
"Father, haven't you finished your business with the family yet?"
At this moment, Luo Yu still had over ten thousand gold ingots in her hands. It was enough for her parents to live for quite some time.
"Alas, it's not that easy!"
Luo Chengjie looked at Luo Yu and said meaningfully, "In three days, the Tranquil Battle will begin. Yu'er, no matter what the results are, as long as you try your best! Three days later, the family's affairs will be over!"
"Three days later? I got it!"
After dinner, Luo Yu came to the courtyard alone and took out the 800-year-old ginseng emperor he bought during the day. After several times, his mouth was filled with a strong smell of ginseng.
A moment later, Luo Yu felt a stream of heat gushing out from his abdomen, quickly spreading to his bones. Under the impact of the strong heat, Luo Yu was sweating all over.
"The efficacy of this pill is so strong!"
Taking advantage of the effect of the drug, Luo Yu took off his shirt, opened his legs, and began to perform the Tiger Fist in the yard. Soon, Luo Yu forgot everything around her and turned all her attention into the Tiger Fist. As she performed the Tiger Fist again and again, the strong heat in her body was gradually scattered, merged, digested, and became a part of her body.
Hah!
Luo Yu leaped into the air and hit a huge rock in the yard.
Peng!
The sturdy granite was smashed by Luo Yu's fist.
At this moment, Luo Yu felt that his strength had clearly risen by a level. The punch just now had at least reached a strength of four hundred Jin.
Force broke the mischievous stone, restrained the divine light, and had a long and drawn out breath. It was the Third Stage of Martial Arts!
Luo Yu's face lit up with joy. He had not expected the 800-year-old ginseng king to be so effective that he had broken through to the Third Stage of Martial Arts so quickly!
"With my current strength, I should be able to win in the Tranquil Sun recruitment competition in three days!"
According to her experience in the last competition with Yin Tong, Luo Yu had gained some confidence.
After all, at Luo Yu's age, she was able to break through to the third level of Martial Arts unless it was a big family like the Yin family. It was almost unimaginable in an ordinary family.
For three days in a row, Luo Yu didn't leave his house. He just kept practicing Tiger Fist in the courtyard, making full preparation for Tranquil Sun's recruitment competition.
Three days later, in the early morning, Luo Yu finished her breakfast, said goodbye to her parents, and rushed to Tranquil City alone.
Two hours later, a magnificent city appeared in front of Luo Yu.
Around the city gate, rows of soldiers wearing armor and holding long spears were patrolling.
In Tranquil Yang City, Luo Yu had been here many times with her father, but she had never seen him like this before.
When they entered the city, the wide streets were packed with people. As they walked, Luo Yu found that the rarely seen youths of the Second Stage of Martial Arts were now all eye-catching. It seemed that the Tranquil Sun Selection Contest had attracted all the outstanding disciples from various big families!
Luo Yu felt an invisible pressure.
A man should be like a dragon, only able to compete with the heroes in the world!
At this moment, Luo Yu finally understood the meaning of her father's words.
With the flow of people, Luo Yu finally arrived at the Tranquil Sun recruitment competition venue. At this moment, a large number of young people had already gathered around the venue.
It took Luo Yu a long time to get her number from the registration desk.
No. 346!
"So many people have signed up?"
Holding the number plate, under the guidance of the players in the field, Luo Yu walked to the waiting area of the martial arts competition. Luo Yu saw that all the teenagers who were waiting here were in high spirits. Obviously, they all had the strength of the second level of martial arts.
Luo Yu found a deserted place and waited in silence.
"Luo Yu, I didn't expect to meet you again!"
A few people suddenly rushed out of the crowd.
"Yin Peng?"
He looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was none other than Yin Peng and the other disciples of the Yins.
"You're also here to participate in the recruitment contest!"
Luo Yu was a little happy to suddenly meet someone she knew.
"You've actually advanced to the Third Stage of Martial Arts? Congratulations!"
Yin Peng first noticed Luo Yu's change and congratulated her.
"This demonic beast blood is really amazing! Luo Yu, congratulations!"
Yin Tong, who was standing by the side, also congratulated him.
When it came to the blood of demonic beasts, Luo Yu was stunned and hurriedly asked Yin Peng, "Have you successfully advanced to the fourth level of Martial Arts?"
Hearing this, Yin Peng smiled slightly and said proudly, "Of course! The blood of demonic beasts has an amazing effect on martial artists below the fifth level of Martial Arts! Not only have I succeeded in advancing to the fourth level of Martial Arts, but my injured left arm has also been completely healed!"
How could this be? Why didn't I use beast blood to soak in it?
Just as Luo Yu was lost in thought.
A few more youths suddenly walked out of the crowd.
"Yin Peng, I won't show any mercy in the competition!"
A slender young man with a jade-like face and starry eyes said to Yin Peng.
"The same goes for each other! Chen Song, let's have a showdown in this recruitment competition!"
Yin Peng didn't give in and said to the young man in front of him.
"His name is Chen Song, and he is the genius of the Chen family in Hantang Town. His strength has always been on par with big brother Yin Peng. He is at the peak of the Third Stage of Martial Arts. This recruitment competition is exactly divided into one division!"
Seeing that Luo Yu was a little indifferent, Yin Tong immediately explained in a low voice.
At this moment, Yin Peng continued, "Chen Song, I will only use one move in this recruitment competition. If I can't defeat you, I will immediately withdraw from the competition!"
One move?
This was too much of an insult!
All the disciples present burst into an uproar.
"One move?"
Chen Song's face was livid. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice, "I'll wait and see. I hope you won't only brag!"
After that, Chen Song left angrily with several disciples of his family.
"Big brother, are you sure?"
Seeing that Chen Song had left with his men, Yin Tong hurriedly asked.
"Don't worry. This recruitment competition is very important. I won't say that if I'm not sure!" Yin Peng looked at Yin Tong confidently and continued, "On the contrary, don't be careless!"
"I've already asked around. There are only 20 martial artists above the Third Stage of Martial Arts in this recruitment competition. These 20 martial artists are divided into 10 divisions, each division has two. I'm completely confident that I can win from the division I belong to!" Yin Tong patted his chest and said.
"There are only ten martial artists in this recruitment competition. For martial artists above the third level of Martial Arts, we can win as long as we defeat another martial artist at the third level of Martial Arts. However, don't be careless. Some time ago, you almost died at Luo Yu's hands. At that time, he seemed to only be at the second level of Martial Arts, right?"
Yin Peng continued to remind him.
"Luo Yu?"
Yin Tong looked at Luo Yu, who was beside him, and said with lingering fear, "Fortunately, I didn't share a division with him this time. Otherwise, I would have directly given up the competition! Besides, there is no more monster like him!"
Hearing that Yin Tong called her a monster, Luo Yu smiled helplessly.
"Let the competition begin!"
A loud and clear voice came from the martial arts arena.
With the sound, Luo Yu and the disciples of the Yins dispersed and headed straight for their own division.
"In the seventh division, in the first round, the martial artists with numbers will compete on the stage!"
The players in the field were arranged in an orderly manner.
"Number 346! Stage 3!"
Hearing the voice, Luo Yu calmly walked to the stage.
He had just learned from Yin Tong that the purpose of this recruitment contest was mainly to recruit young talents to participate in the Guangping contest, so each division would only arrange for two martial artists above the third level of Martial Arts. If nothing went wrong, he would only meet the other third level of Martial Arts in the last round.
"In each division, the strong and the weak are evenly distributed, and the strongest will be promoted to each division as much as possible!"
Luo Yu secretly admired the results of this recruitment competition.
At this time, another young man also walked to the stage. However, when he found that Luo Yu was at the Third Stage of Martial Arts, his face changed obviously.
"Let the competition begin!"
"Red Flame Palm!"
The young man rubbed his palms. After a few breaths, a few sparks appeared on his palms.
"This is interesting. It can actually produce flames out of thin air!"
Luo Yu saw that although the youth's strength was only at the Second Stage of Martial Arts, the cultivation method he displayed was very strange.
After a while, the young man saw that the flame in his palm had already formed, and he said proudly, "If you had attacked me before my Redflame Palm had even formed, you might have defeated me at this moment! Unfortunately, now the fire has been set. Even if you have the strength of the Third Stage of Martial Arts, you will be defeated by me!"
"Haha, I'd like to see what's so strange about your Red Flame Palm!"
After that, Luo Yu made a defensive posture.
The youth did not say anything else. He activated his palms, and two balls of scorching red flames shot towards Luo Yu's face. Even though the youth's palms were still some distance away from Luo Yu's, Luo Yu could still feel the heat from the Scarlet Palm.
"Tiger Fist!"
Luo Yu took a step forward, and the Tiger Fist, which contained 30 percent of strength, arrived first. It collided with the young man's Burning Palm Punch in the air.
Crack! Crack!
Before the two of them touched each other, they had already made a series of crackling sounds.
"Break!"
With Luo Yu's roar, the strong wind brought by the Tiger Fist completely extinguished the red flame on the young man's palm.
When the young man saw that the flame on his palm had been extinguished by Luo Yu's fist, his face changed greatly. He flashed and tried to dodge Luo Yu's fist.
Peng!
The youth's body swayed, but he still failed to avoid Luo Yu's Tiger Fist. He stumbled and fell off the stage.
"Number 346, won!"
The referee announced.
Luo Yu watched as the young man under the stage flipped over and got up. She was very satisfied.
According to Luo Yu's observation, the young man just now only had the strength of the second level of Martial Arts, and he could win with only 30 percent of his strength. After all, this was just a contest field, and he didn't need to fight with his life. If he exerted too much strength, he would injure the young man, cripple him, or even kill him. There would be unnecessary hatred between them.