269: Transfer of pressure

Time passed by second by second, and everyone showed a thoughtful expression, looking around at the crowd.

The Masked Man did not say how many times each person could challenge; fighting earlier would only expose one's strength sooner to everyone.

And the higher-level people wanted to avoid this problem even more.

Finally, after a period of silence, the Masked Man waved his hand towards the crowd below.

Several golden lights burst forth from the crowd, and many people were pinned to the spot by light beams shot from the mask, turning into twisted sculptures.

However, this situation only occurred on the bottom two floors; the topmost floor did not experience this phenomenon.

Everyone cast terrified glances at the Masked Man, only to find that he did not continue killing people.

It seemed he was only trying to urge everyone to play the game, so he killed a few guests who had the right to initiate challenges.

"I'll go! I want to challenge you!"

A man with 10 wealth points above his head pointed at another man on the same floor and shouted.

"Can I refuse? I refuse!"

The man he pointed to immediately shouted, but then heard the Masked Man say:

"After one battle, you gain one right to refuse, and all challenged individuals who are refused cannot be challenged again.

Therefore, you must accept this challenge."

The person who initiated the challenge chuckled and entered the arena, his gaze sinisterly fixed on the latter, who hesitated to step up.

The latter gritted his teeth and entered the arena; the wealth points above their heads differed by only 1 point, which met the challenge rules.

The ground where the two stood slowly rose, forming an independent, small battle arena.

The two sides began to fight, and everyone quickly discovered that the challenger seemed to anticipate the challenged person's attack habits.

"It's over; this latter person was clearly targeted long ago.

The challenger knows he is stronger than the opponent; he's picking on the weak!"

Piao Jun looked at the one-sided battle and offered his analysis.

Of course, most people present noticed this situation and subtly cast their gazes towards those they considered weak targets.

Challengers appeared one after another, but they were all battles between people on the same floor and did not involve the floor where Gu Qinghan was.

These people who acted first might not have much ambition; they just wanted to bully those they considered weak and then survive in this cruel game.

Soon, the first battle ended, and the challenged person lay on the ground, covered in blood, throwing out his storage ring.

He spat out the thick blood from his mouth and pleaded loudly:

"I surrender! I'll give you all my magic crystals!"

But his opponent clearly did not intend to let him go, rushing forward with a sinister grin and completely killing the defeated person who no longer had any power to resist.

"Did you notice? When this person surrendered, the arena they were in had already begun to descend."

Gu Qinghan turned his head to look at Piao Jun and Chu Tian next to him, sharing his discovery with them.

The two also nodded slightly, but at such a time, who would be willing to let their opponent go?

As the battles continued, many people who originally had only a dozen wealth points had already gained a lot.

Even the first person to finish a battle immediately called out and challenged another somewhat timid player, ending the battle with a complete crushing.

And the person he challenged this time showed 23 wealth points, which brought him 46 points of profit.

"Holy cow, it really doubled!"

Piao Jun watched with burning eyes, even taking a step forward, eager to try.

Gu Qinghan and Chu Tian ignored him, merely looking at each other's four-digit wealth points above their heads.

On the top floor, a total of five people had four-digit wealth points, but only the two of them had over five thousand.

Chu Tian looked at Piao Jun, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"If someone challenges me later, can you help me?"

"I feel like you're quite capable in a fight? Why would you say something like that?" Gu Qinghan was a little surprised.

Chu Tian scratched his head, not at all embarrassed, and explained directly:

"I'm not afraid of you knowing, in a one-on-one situation, the worst outcome of my Professional ability is mutual destruction.

But if the number of opponents is too large, my Professional ability feels a bit inadequate."

Gu Qinghan looked at his beautiful peach blossom eyes and asked with great interest:

"Then if the two of us met, who do you think would win?"

"I would die, but I would definitely take you with me.

You might not believe it when I say it like this, but it's a fact, and I also won't stand against you, and there's no need for that, right?"

Chu Tian only pondered for a moment before immediately giving his answer.

Gu Qinghan nodded, and a flash of inspiration suddenly crossed his mind as he looked at Chu Tian and said:

"How about you try giving your magic crystals to me first? I'll help you share some of the animosity.

After all, if we go down together, the pressure we'll face will only be greater."

As he spoke, his eyes sparkled with a bright light, like a cunning fox.

Chu Tian glanced at him, snorted coldly, and asked:

"You'd be that kind? I don't believe it."

Although the last time he spent with Gu Qinghan wasn't long, Chu Tian had already formed a rough simple judgment of him.

Selfish, calm, powerful, and also having his own bottom line.

Gu Qinghan was directly called out but just laughed heartily, then stated his conditions:

"Of course, if I help you share the pressure, you at least have to give me some benefits, right?

How about this, if you put twenty million magic crystals with me, then after it's over, ten million will be my reward."

Chu Tian was startled and immediately retorted:

"You're too greedy! I brought almost half of the Shangjing Military's magic crystals this time.

Besides me, no one from the Shangjing Military participated in this Auction House.

We're half-friends, cut me some slack."

Gu Qinghan thought for a moment and finally made a small concession:

"At least a quarter, after all, I'm helping you bear the risk.

Bargaining any further would be excessive, especially since you can still win some wealth points through challenges, and I don't believe you truly have no trump cards."

Chu Tian originally wanted to say something else, but Gu Qinghan directly cut him off.

He gritted his teeth and finally looked at Gu Qinghan, saying:

"Deal, but what about those few…"

He pointed to the people behind him; they were all Professional from the military in other places.

Gu Qinghan nodded, showing a kind smile:

"Small business, honest dealings.

Not just you, everyone on this floor can make such a deal with me; I should still have that much credibility."

As soon as these words came out, the VIPs who had been watching Gu Qinghan immediately took action, quickly surrounding him.

However, Gu Qinghan did not directly accept the storage ring they offered; he merely cast his gaze towards the Masked Man in the sky and asked loudly:

"Excuse me, what I am doing, should it not violate the game rules?"

This question had to be asked; the games at the Auction House all had some hidden rules, and a single mistake could lead to a fatal disaster.

The Masked Man was also looking at Gu Qinghan at this moment, and the two gazed at each other from afar, making everyone's breathing quicken.

After a long time, the Masked Man slowly nodded, moving his gaze from Gu Qinghan's face, but his voice rang out:

"Yes, but before the game ends, each person only has one opportunity to transfer wealth points."

Hearing this, Gu Qinghan suddenly smiled.