Chapter 220: How Dare You Compete With Me? The Furious Li Wanying!

"It's Li Wanying!"

"Someone actually dares to compete with her?"

"The one sitting in the exclusive area of Lei Ting Martial Arts Gymnasium must have an impressive background."

"Impressive? Pfft! Li Wanying's father is the honorary vice-director of Lei Ting Martial Arts Gymnasium."

"Daring to compete with her daughter like this? Of course she'll target you!"

"Maybe not—normal bidding shouldn't invite targeting."

"......"

Among the younger generation of the Li family, two figures are especially well-known: one is Li Shanglin, the other is Li Wanying.

The former is famous for his high talent and formidable strength.

The latter, however, is known for her alluring beauty and outrageous behavior.

For example, keeping male concubines, abusing addictive drugs, and throwing powered guards into ferocious beasts just for entertainment...

Any ordinary powered individual who did these things would have been arrested and investigated by the Public Security Bureau dozens of times by now.

But she has a genius older brother and a father on the verge of breaking through to seventh-rank Master.

Every time she caused trouble, she escaped punishment—and thus became even more arrogant.

Because of this, most people kept their distance from her.

Now, seeing someone dare to compete with her, they all looked surprised.

"Seat 0104, 600 million!"

"Seat 0310, 610 million!"

After another round of bidding, Li Wanying frowned slightly, and her clear voice rang out:

"Friend across the way, my brother Li Shanglin is currently in need of a suitable long spear."

"If you yield it to me, you will gain my friendship—and that of the entire Li family."

Li Wanying's voice was pleasant, but her tone dripped with condescension.

As if gaining the Li family's friendship were some immense favor.

Of course,

for some minor families here who longed to curry favor with the Li family but had no way in, it truly was.

"Miss Li, the auction prohibits buyers from speaking privately. If you break this rule again, I have the authority to revoke your bidding rights."

The middle-aged man at the podium frowned and warned.

"Understood."

On her distant seat, Li Wanying's face broke into a smug smile.

Just those words had already achieved her goal.

She believed that in this Lei Ting Secret Realm, aside from a few top figures, no one would be foolish enough to oppose the Li family.

And right now, those top figures were not present.

"Seat 0104, 620 million!"

Li Wanying bid again, and her companions all laughed.

"To gain Miss Wanying's friendship? What luck for this guy!"

"No wonder she's Wanying—she just dropped 620 million in one go!"

"Brother Shanglin's birthday is in half a month, right? He really needs a proper gift."

"......"

The group chattered among themselves, showing utter disdain for Xu Jingming and lavishing praise on Li Wanying.

"620 million first time!"

Though displeased by Li Wanying's earlier behavior, the man on the podium still called out.

"620 million second time! Anyone else willing to raise the bid?"

Master Yu Wen hasn't released a new piece in two years."

"This spear, whether used directly or kept as a collectible, is absolutely worth every cent!"

The man on the podium elaborated on the spear's merits, yet sighed inwardly.

Behind Li Wanying stood the Li family—ordinary powered individuals dared not oppose her.

The price of this S-class spear would likely end here.

"Seat 0310, 630 million!"

At that moment, another voice announced—coming from Xu Jingming.

"Whoa! This guy really isn't afraid!"

"He dares to raise the bid? Doesn't he fear retaliation from the Li family?"

"Tsk tsk, daring to provoke Li Wanying? Now this is going to be good."

"......"

If earlier bidding had been within normal bounds and Li Wanying hadn't been angered,

continuing to raise after her verbal warning was an outright act of defiance.

All eyes turned in shock toward Seat 0310, curious who this person was.

Though the auction hall had dimmed its lights after the auction began,

powered individuals' enhanced physiques made visibility no issue.

Yet they were surprised: Seat 0310 held only a young man who looked about twenty.

The youth's expression was calm, as if he didn't even notice Li Wanying.

In truth, Xu Jingming truly felt that way.

The auction was hosted by Lei Ting Martial Arts Gymnasium, following the rule of highest bidder wins. He had the money—he wouldn't give up.

As for Li Wanying's claim that yielding the spear would earn him the Li family's friendship, he dismissed it entirely.

The Li family had only one sixth-rank peak powered individual—still not even a seventh-rank Master.

He had Master Yang Zhentian, a seventh-rank peak, and Deputy Principal Ling Shuang, an eighth-rank mid-tier.

What was the Li family's friendship worth?

He wouldn't take it even if it were free!

"630 million first time!"

Accustomed to using her Li family status to gain advantages, Li Wanying froze slightly after Xu Jingming's bid, momentarily stunned.

Only when the middle-aged man began his countdown did she realize—he was continuing to outbid her!

"How dare you compete with me? Since Father reached sixth-rank peak, how long has it been since this happened?"

Shock gave way to a burning rage inside Li Wanying.

Her breathing grew rapid, her well-developed chest rising and falling with each breath.

But Li Wanying didn't speak out as she had before. After several deep breaths, she silently entered her bid on the electronic screen:

"Seat 0104, 640 million!"

Even though she was from the Li family, she dared not challenge the authority of Lei Ting Martial Arts Gymnasium.

If she dared to threaten again, she'd lose her bidding rights immediately.

To win this spear, she had to crush him with price alone.

"Let's see what financial power you have to compete with me!"

Li Wanying sneered, arms crossed, eyes locked on Xu Jingming's seat.

The oppressive atmosphere silenced everyone around her.

They knew—Li Wanying was truly furious.

Yet Xu Jingming remained unaffected, silently raising his bid:

"Seat 0310, 650 million!"

Xu Jingming's bank account held 720 million in cash; he'd spent over twenty million last night with Song Qiuyun and the other woman.

He'd just spent 44 million on a fourth-rank Thunder Core—his remaining balance was 656 million.

Judging by Li Wanying's aggressive stance, 650 million wouldn't be enough to win the spear.

But this wasn't Xu Jingming's limit.

"Qiuyun, Sister Jiang, can you lend me some money? I'll pay you back later."

Xu Jingming turned to Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chu and asked.