Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 176 A Pair Of Bronze Bracers

By the end of the tenth battle, Darren had broken the record in the Prison Battle Arena

After collecting his reward of eight million ink stones, he took Bruce out of the Prison Battle Arenaand settled in a nearby inn to prepare for the following day's auction.

Along the way to the inn, Bruce looked extremely frightened and would occasionally groan in pain.It wasn't until they reached the inn that Darren noticed that Bruce's back was studded with steelspikes. Runes were flickering on the spikes. There was no doubt that it was done to him by the Weifamily.

Darren channeled his Spirit Power and pulled out the spikes. After the removal, Bruce passed outand Darren took the opportunity to heal his injuries.

The night passed quickly.

Darren discovered that Bruce's injuries were almost completely healed.

Bruce seemed to have a remarkable ability to self-repair and self-heal at will.

Bruce's eyes flew open, darting towards Darren like dark eagle eyes.

"Relax, buddy." Darren tried to calm him down.

Seeing Darren, Bruce jumped up on his feet and leaned against the wall. His face was hidden underhis unruly hair, and he couldn't bear to look at Darren.

"You saved me from them. Thank you.” After a moment, Bruce spoke with his timid voice.

"Don't mention it, buddy,” Darren responded. "It was nothing. I just did what I had to do."

Bruce had never been treated kindly in his entire life, let alone be addressed as buddy. A sour butwarm feeling that he had never felt before surged through him.

He huddled up, as if he was lost in thought.

Moments later, he got down on his knees, gave Darren a deep bow and uttered, "Ma-master."Darren ran over to him, picked him up, and said, "What are you doing, Bruce? We are friends now.You don't have to call me Master. It would just make me think that you despise me."

Bruce's body froze as he heard Darren's sincere words.

When he raised his head, two streams of warm tears rolled down his cheeks.

"We are... friends,” he murmured. He never knew what it was like to have a friend.

For as long as he could remember, what he had heard all his life was people calling him a bastardand a brute. He had never heard anyone say so sincerely that he was their friend.

He could not speak clearly, but he knew very well that this young man was completely honest withhim.

As a result, Bruce, who never shed tears when facing any amount of pain, cried for the first time inhis life.

After a brief chat with Bruce, Darren asked him to rest in the inn to completely regain his strengthwhile he himself went to the auction for the Primitive Stone.

On the upper floor of the Sky Pavilion was a very large auction house, and by the time Darren gotthere, there were already more than 10, 000 people in the house, all well-dressed up. You could tellthey were either very wealthy or they belonged to known rich families.

There were many private rooms around the salesroom, reserved for big names who did not want tobe identified. Each room cost two hundred thousand ink stones, and only those with high socialstatus could get inside them.

Darren came here to bid for the Primitive Stone, which was worth a fortune. To avoid unnecessarytrouble, he asked for a private room

After yesterday's battle, Darren had earned a reputation and it was relatively easier for him to get aprivate room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the floor is now officially open for bids,” a beautiful lady announced fromthe platform in the middle. "The grand finale is the Primitive Stone acquired by a young superiortalent. Surely, this is something you do not get to see on a regular day. Don't leave halfway."

It was customary at auction houses to leave the most valuable items for last.

"I've never been to an auction before. I should take a look at the other items. Maybe there'ssomething else I could use,” Darren said to himself. He had plenty of time, so he was in no hurry."How may I help you, Sir?" At that moment, two young maids came into Darren's private room andbrought hot tea. The guests in the private room enjoyed unlimited service as if they were VIPs."No," Darren refused outright. "Please don't come in without asking first."

"Yes, Sir. We apologize. It won't happen again.” The two maids then bowed their heads andobediently left.

"Today's first item is a cold iron saber. This cold iron saber..."

When the first item was sent to the platform, the beautiful female host on the platform started tointroduce it, and then the audience would bid one after the other.

The first five items were either weapons or pills, which Darren had no interest in.

However, as soon as the sixth item was presented, it immediately caught Darren's attention.

A pair of bronze bracers were placed on the platform, they looked ordinary and even had somerusty areas.

According to the introduction of the female host, this pair of bracers were nothing special, but theywere brought from the Raksa Sea by a superior talent, so it was put up for auction.

It was well known that the only people who could enter the Raksa Sea were superior talents in thetop 100 on the Talent Roll. The items they brought back may be useless to themselves given howstrong they already were, but were extremely valuable to ordinary people.

Darren himself had never met a man in the top 100 on the Earth Chart of Talent Roll.

Darren's attention was drawn to these bronze bracers because he felt that they smelled similar tohis mask and armor, which no other ordinary person could feel.

"Well, the starting price for this pair of bracers is 20, 000 ink stones," the beautiful female host onthe platform announced to begin the bidding. "The highest bidder gets it."

"Hey, what the hell is that? How could that piece of scrap be worth 20, 000 ink stones?"

"20, 000 ink stones."

Just after the snide remark, someone began to bid.

"A bunch of idiots! They probably think those superior talents’ farts are fragrant. It seems thatpeople are actually willing to take this rubbish!"

"30, 000 ink stones.” A sound came from a private room. It was Darren who made the bid.

"50, 000 ink stones!"

"80, 000 ink stones!"

"100, 000 ink stones!"

"Eh?" Darren was surprised to hear that someone actually bid against him. He looked out of thewindow and saw an old man in a gray robe.

"250, 000 ink stones!" Darren further increased his bid. A lot of the audience outside the privateroom buzzed in bewilderment, laughing at the two bidders for being silly.

"500, 000 ink stones!" The gray-robed man doubled Darren's bid.

Darren carefully observed the old man and realized that he was actually a rule cultivator.

In the seats below, a young man next to the old man whispered, "Sir, how can this piece of junk beworth 500, 000 ink stones? Just leave it to the fool upstairs.”

"What do you know? This pair of bracers came from the Raksa Sea, and I feel a very strange smell ofa rule cultivator,” explained the old man. "I'll pay 500, 000 ink stones just to have a look at it. But ifthe guy upstairs bids any higher, it won't be worth it."

"I see.” The young man seemed to understand it, but in his heart he did not think the bracers wereworth 500, 000 ink stones at all.

"550, 000 ink stones!" Darren bid even higher. He had made up his mind that even if the pricereached one million, he would still bid higher for it.

"Humph, bad luck! Let him have it." The gray-robed old man shook his head, thinking he wasagainst a competitive idiot from a rich family, so he simply gave up the bid.

"550, 000 ink stones, going once, going twice, going thrice. Congratulations to the distinguishedguest in private room No. 18 on getting this pair of bronze bracers,” declared the beautiful femalehost on the platform. She was overjoyed because she didn't expect that this piece of junk couldamount to such a high price.

Soon, several auction house staff members delivered the bracers to Darren's private room, and theytook 550, 000 ink stones from Darren's card, and then left.

After getting the bracers, Darren couldn't wait to try them on. He immediately activated his armor,and put on the bronze mask.

Instantly, a piece of black runes shone in Darren's body, and then a strange atmosphere envelopedhim.

At the same time, Darren felt that his incomplete armor had enhanced its defense, as well as itscapability of improving its owner's cultivation base. It was enhanced many times more than heexpected!

'At which level could this armor be? With only two more bracers, its level has risen much more thanI expected! Could this suit of armor be at legendary level if it becomes complete one day?!" Darrenpondered out of surprise.