I Only Have Two Hundred Thousand Spiritual Stones Remaining

"Hiss! It's that madman!"

"Yeah, it looks like the winner is decided."

The auction hall couldn't help but become noisy as they heard Cheng Hao's voice.

He was, after all, a mad sword god, and his name wasn't just for show. Many feared him not because of his background but because of his sword skills, which could be considered inhuman.

Also, he had some screws loose in his mind, as he would pick a fight whenever he wanted, just like how he did it yesterday in front of the Su estate.

It would've been fine if he was just sparring, but no, this guy would use his opponent as a wooden figure to try out his new sword skills. In this process, the opponent would end up badly, especially if they have a lower cultivation.

Hence, many were afraid to provoke him. Mainly people with the professions, as they have a weak body.