Chapter 227

Triggering 'Isolated and Helpless' already meant ten times the damage.

Coupled with the 【Ancestral Scabbard】 sword-drawing effect, dealing nearly 100,000 damage was nothing out of the ordinary.

Even if Yan Lingtian had five lives, he would have to forfeit them all here.

"Clang!"

The long sword returned to its sheath.

Li Yao walked slowly toward the auction venue.

The scene was completely silent.

All the practitioners kept their eyes fixed on Li Yao's figure, not daring to breathe a word.

Immediately after,

People began to rub their eyes vigorously, one after another, trying to see if they were dreaming.

Yet, everything before their eyes clearly told them they were not dreaming.

The shocking damage value was still fresh in their minds!

Not only had they never seen it, they hadn't even heard of it!

They just stood there, watching Li Yao.

He walked toward Yan Lingtian with nonchalance, then swung his blade with equal nonchalance.

It was as if dealing such damage was just an everyday occurrence; there wasn't the slightest ripple of emotion on Li Yao's face!

Qin Xuehou stared with wide eyes, looking at Li Yao in disbelief.

It's like this again!

Last time in the Primal Secret Realm, it was also this kind of god-defying damage.

And now, someone is telling him it can get even higher?

And by several times over, all at once!

Facing such exaggerated numbers,

what was the point of him practicing the blade in his hand day and night for all these years?

This time,

even Zhang Yucheng could not remain as calm as he was last time.

Experts know what to look for.

Even though Li Yao only swung his sword once,

Zhang Yucheng could tell that Li Yao's sword technique was far beyond what it was last time.

Whether it was the breathing rhythm, the angle of the strike, the posture, or the point of force,

these were all techniques that could only be mastered through intermediate swordsmanship.

But how many days had passed since then?

There are no shortcuts for weapon arts; there are no skill books to learn from; it all depends on one's own comprehension.

Even he, hailed as the 'Little Sword Head' of the Dragon Nation, had only just touched the threshold of advanced swordsmanship.

Zhang Yucheng could rack his brains and never imagine that

Li Yao's skill was entirely gained from one-on-one sparring with Name-tier monsters.

However,

if Li Yao only had the strength he had displayed so far,

he was still confident he could fight him!

The prerequisite was to dodge the attack from that mantis after it broke its stealth.

As long as he dodged it, relying on the gap in swordsmanship and various professional skills,

Zhang Yucheng was confident that Li Yao wouldn't be able to touch the hem of his clothes.

After all, no matter how high the damage is, if it doesn't hit, it's useless.

At this moment,

Li Yao walked to the center of the auction venue.

The host recalled the scene just now, not expecting his own boss to be so fierce.

He swallowed his saliva and consciously stepped aside.

"Sorry, I was delayed by a small matter just now."

Li Yao looked at the crowd and said:

"Next, we will auction the final item of this auction."

The crowd hadn't come to their senses yet, but they felt as if they had heard something filthy!

No way! Buddy!

You're still in the mood to hold your auction!

Yan Lingtian is dead, and the high elders of the Yan family will arrive immediately!

You're not running away, but holding an auction here?

Li Yao certainly knew what they were thinking, but he was in a hurry to finish early and go back to check the items Senior Xue had sent him.

Things exchanged for an SS-tier class advancement item couldn't possibly be simple!

Li Yao took out a pair of leg guards from his storage ring.

This was the finale equipment of the auction.

When he took it out, Li Yao's gaze swept toward Zhang Yucheng intentionally or unintentionally.

According to what Shang Zijin said,

if he took this piece of equipment out, this 'Little Sword Head' would definitely go crazy!

Sure enough, as expected,

the moment the leg guards appeared, Zhang Yucheng stood up abruptly, his breathing slightly rapid.