The people all around were once again dumbfounded.
The duel hadn't even started, yet the various Hall Masters were already vying for the spirit grass that Marshall Morgan had brought out, reaching a terrifying bid of one hundred thousand Spirit Crystals, causing many to feel a shiver in their souls.
One hundred thousand Supreme Spirit Crystals, what a concept that is; many people might never even see that many Spirit Crystals in their lifetime.
The Master of the Thunder Hall stood gloomily to the side. He wanted to bid but couldn't bring himself to do it.
But in his heart, he greatly desired to obtain the Sword-shaped Grass. However, if Marshall sold it to one of the Hall Masters, he would have no chance.
"Respected seniors!"
