Dual Blade Magician from Another World

Chapter 116: Space Magic Flash

In the following period of time, the host took out weapons, martial arts, medicines, magical beasts and other treasures one after another.

The enthusiasm on the scene was getting higher and higher, and the transaction amount was also rising steadily.

Asura also called out the price several times, but was soon surpassed by the next bidder.

So he didn't get involved unless he had an item he particularly liked. It was difficult to find a bargain in an auction hall with hundreds of people.

But when the beautiful host took out a yellow-level magic, Asura instantly lost his composure.

The beautiful elven host said, "This yellow-level magic is a spatial magic called Flash. It allows the magician to instantly move a certain distance. The distance is determined by the magician's level."

The beautiful host had just finished a brief introduction but the audience showed little interest.

First of all, there are few magicians, and even fewer space magicians. This is also a kind of magic similar to evasion, which is far from the value of combat magic.

In addition, the host did not introduce how far this flash magic can flash. It is estimated that the distance is not very far, which makes this skill seem very useless.

The host felt a little embarrassed by the crowd's reactions, but since it was a Yellow-rank spell after all, she continued to introduce it, "This magic skill book is from a seller who came to our place to sell it. He wants to barter with it and urgently needs a wind-attributed level 6 or higher monster corpse. He wants it intact and without any damage."

"Anyone who has a Wind-attributed Warcraft corpse that meets the requirements may come up to the stage and exchange it!"

This still requires a barter exchange method, and the people in the audience are even less interested. Some of them shouted loudly, "Hurry up and change to the next treasure, don't waste time here."

The host was a little speechless looking at the noisy scene. If the seller didn't have a good relationship with the boss behind their place, this yellow-level magic book would not be put on the auction. Just when she was about to bite the bullet and say some more words to stir up the atmosphere.

A hoarse voice rang out, "I have a freshly killed Level 6 Lightning Leopard. Does it meet the redemption requirements?"

I saw a tall and thin masked strong man, with a single sword wrapped in black cloth on his back, walking slowly to the center stage.

The person who came was Ashura. Others disdained this magic skill, but he regarded it as a treasure and was determined to get it. He was worried about how to use his space magic.

Moreover, the lightning leopard that he had just picked up in the Warcraft Forest was a level 6 wind-attribute Warcraft, which perfectly met the seller's requirements. The single-edged sword wrapped in black cloth on his back was just a trick he used to confuse everyone.

Looking at Ashura walking forward, before the host could speak, a short, masked strong man jumped out from the shadows behind the center stage. The gray beard exposed from under the veil indicated that this man was not young.

The masked old man glanced at Ashura and shouted impatiently, "Boy, you said you just killed a level six magical beast, the Lightning Leopard? Are you serious? Where is the body?"

Presumably, the old man who jumped out was the seller. Asura did not rush to answer his question but turned his gaze to the beautiful host on the stage.

The beautiful host quickly said that this was the seller and you could communicate directly.

Then Ashura took the body of the lightning leopard out of the storage belt and threw it onto the stage. He had never worn or opened the storage ring he got from Gass, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

As the five-meter-long corpse of the Lightning Leopard appeared on the center stage, everyone in the audience gasped and looked at Ashura with a little more awe.

The strength of a strong man who can kill the sixth-level monster Lightning Leopard is absolutely unquestionable.

Even the old seller on the stage nodded seriously to Ashura when he saw this, and then carefully examined the body of the Lightning Leopard.

At this time, Asura pretended to be a strong man and enjoyed the eyes of everyone worshipping him.

However, he stared intently at the shrewd eyes of the old man selling the goods on the stage. When he saw the uncontrollable joy in the old man's eyes, he knew that the deal was done.

After the old man on the stage finished examining the Lightning Leopard's corpse, he stood up and asked calmly, "Yes, it's the corpse of a Level 6 Lightning Leopard, and it was killed no more than a month ago. The body is well preserved. You must have killed it with a single blow to the belly, right? Then where's the Lightning Leopard's magic core? Hurry and hand it over to me to complete the transaction."

After hearing this, Asura frowned and said unhappily, "You were talking about the corpse of a level six wind-attributed monster, not the magic core. Why should I give you the magic core?"

The masked old man said firmly, "Of course the magic core is part of the corpse. If you don't give it to me, won't I be at a great loss?"

After hearing this, Ashura chuckled: "Haha, there's nothing we can do. I've already given the magic core away. It seems I'm not destined to have that magic skill!" After saying that, he was about to put the lightning leopard's body back into the storage space.

But the masked old man held down the Lightning Leopard's head with one hand. Ashura narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man, and asked lightly: "What do you want to do? Robbery?"

The old man was frightened by this simple sentence and quickly retracted his hand. After all, Asura is now a strong man who can kill a level six monster. Others cannot see his warrior level before he takes action.

Asura guessed that the old man's strength was not high, otherwise he would not have purchased the corpse of a level six monster in exchange for goods. He could just go to the Monster Forest to hunt it himself.

The old man, knowing that he had lost his composure, coughed lightly. His face was covered by the mask, so it was impossible to tell whether he was blushing or not.

He said with great reluctance, "Since no one else has a more suitable level 6 wind-attributed magical beast corpse than you, even though you're missing your magic core, I'll trade with you anyway!"

After hearing this, Asura cursed in his heart: "You old thing, you are playing tricks on me."

But on the surface, he still chuckled twice in that hoarse voice: "Hehe."

The old seller felt a little embarrassed for a moment, and quickly turned to look at the beautiful elf host for help.

The host was also experienced enough. He immediately made a few words to mediate and restore the atmosphere to harmony, and then the items of both parties were exchanged.

The old man who got the lightning leopard's corpse had a look of joy on his face. He disappeared into the shadows behind the stage without looking back, while Ashura followed the waiter to the side and got the magic skill flash.

The waiter also gave Ashura a message, indicating that they would protect the safety of buyers of treasures sold at the auction in Pro City.

As long as anyone in Pro City dares to snatch the auctioned treasures, they will be the enemy of their underground auction, and they will give the buyer justice.

But once they leave Pro City, they won't care anymore, and this talisman will lose its meaning.

Ashura nodded to show that he understood and put both items into the storage space.

He suppressed his inner ecstasy and walked to his previous seat in the stands.