"Twenty thousand Thunder Path Necro Spheres! Vice Village Chief Mo Shi, don't you start stirring up trouble!"
Gui Ying's voice rang out again.
"Twenty-five thousand Thunder Path Necro Spheres, Gui Ying, cut the crap. You think I, Mo Shi, am afraid of you?"
Mo Shi didn't back down in the slightest. Faced with such a chance to understand Lei Yang Village's top-tier Combat Skills, there was no way he would let it slip by.
"Hahaha, so lively. Then this old man will join in too—thirty thousand Thunder Path Necro Spheres."
"This decrepit old man will join the fun as well—thirty-five thousand Thunder Path Necro Spheres!"
"Haha, then…"
Voices rang out one after another; all of a sudden, bids sounded from several private rooms.
"Holy shit, are all people from the Eight Great Villages here?"
"Seems like the vice village chiefs of the Eight Great Villages are all present!"
"Damn, they've all got their eyes on Lei Yang Village's Combat Skills!"
