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Chapter 638

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All the people present had no time to listen to the auctioneer. They all stared at the seventh-class sword on the auction stage.

Seventh-class!

In the entire Wulin, they were already considered masters.

Even in some big forces, there were not many seventh-class Martial Superiors.

And this seventh-class sword undoubtedly gave many big forces hope.

What did a seventh-class sword mean? It meant that they could cultivate a seventh-class Martial Superior!

Therefore.

They couldn't let go of these three seventh-class swords.

Even Lu Zhiyuan, who hadn't made a move before, also picked up his number plate.

"The starting price of six million?"

"So high?"

"Although a seventh-class sword is rare, it's not easy to earn six million."

"Yes, except for those big families and big forces, who can easily take out six million?"

"Well, it's all the big families' things. It has nothing to do with us."

The audience whispered.

"Is there no bid?"

On the auction stage, the auctioneer fixed his eyes on the first row. He knew that the people sitting in the first row were all big forces. Except for the four big families and the Gong family, the other big forces were not to be trifled with.

The reason why these big forces came to this auction was for the seventh-class, eighth-class swords, and the Guru Sword.

After all, in this auction, it wasn't a competition of who had a bigger business, nor was it a competition of who was stronger, but it was a competition of who could bring in more money!

However.

Even if they brought enough money, these big forces would not easily make a move.

They were waiting to see how their competitors were doing.

"I think this seventh-class sword should not be unsold, right?"

Seeing that the time was almost up, the auctioneer smiled.

Suddenly.

"Beep!"

A bidding sound rang out.

"Oh, here it comes."

The auctioneer smiled, looked at the bidding display, and then read, "Row 1, No. 31, bids 6.5 million!"

Although he knew that it would not be unsold, the auctioneer was still a little flustered.

After all.

Once it was unsold, it would be a huge blow to his career!

The first person made a bid.

The auctioneer's nervous state of mind immediately calmed down.

He was afraid that no one would make a bid. As long as someone made a bid, the price of this treasure would inevitably be pushed up!

As expected.

"Beep!"

"Row 2, No. 66, bids 6.8 million."

Beep!

"Row 1, number 99, bids 7 million."

The mid-sized and large-sized forces began to fight over it.

However …

The Four Great Clans and the Gong Clan did not make a move.



"Strange."

Looking at the people from the Four Great Families and the Gong Family, He Gaoming said in confusion, "The others have already started to fight. Why haven't the Four Great Families made a move yet?"

"They won't make a move."

Fang Qiu shook his head.

"Why?"

He Gaoming was stunned.

"The four great families and the Gong family are all here for the Guru Sword. Compared with the Guru Sword, the sixth-class and seventh-class swords are just accessories. For them, accessories have a price. If the final price doesn't exceed the price in their hearts, they will naturally bid for it, but once it exceeds the price, they will directly give up."

Fang Qiu explained.

As He Gaoming listened to Fang Qiu's explanation, he paid attention to the movements of the four families. Sure enough, after the price of the first seventh-class sword exceeded 7.5 million, the representatives of the four families all put down the number plates in their hands one after another and gave the first seventh-class sword to other large forces.

In the end.

After a series of bidding, the first seventh-class sword was sold at a high price of 8 million.

Then the second one was also sold at a high price of 8.1 million.

When it came to the third one, because it was the last seventh-class sword, it finally sold at a high price of 8.3 million.

Three seventh-class swords.

Each of them reached a price of more than 8 million, which made Fang Qiu burst into laughter.

"I didn't expect the seventh-class swords to be so valuable. If I had made all of them into seventh-class swords, wouldn't I be able to sell 20 of them for 160 million?"

Fang Qiu thought to himself.

He was even more looking forward to the next process of the auction.

On the auction stage.

"Ahem …"

The auctioneer cleared his throat and then said, "At this point, there are only two items left in this auction. I believe many distinguished guests are waiting for the appearance of these two items, so I won't waste your time. Let's invite the penultimate item, an eighth-class sword that hasn't been seen for a hundred years!"

When the auctioneer's voice fell, a staff member had already walked out with a bronze tray. On the tray was a jade sword holder that looked like a sapling.

An eighth-class sword was placed horizontally on it.

As the eighth-class sword fell on the auction stand, almost all the people present focused their eyes on it.

"This sword is three feet and three inches long, and its shape is thick."

"The thick sword was popular in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Its back is straight, slanted and wide."

"This sword, with a hundred forged steel pattern, is sharp enough to cut through gold."

Speaking of this.

The auctioneer paused and then added, "The rarest thing is that an eighth-class sword has not appeared in Wulin for a hundred years. Today, we are honored to auction it, but we only have one. I sincerely hope that the distinguished guests sitting here will not miss it."

Under the stage.

There were constant whispers.

"Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and announce the base price."

It was unknown who shouted this sentence.

The auctioneer immediately smiled and said, "The base price of this item is 10 million, and each increment is no less than 200,000."

"I announce that the bidding begins!"

After that.

The auctioneer immediately hit the small wooden hammer in his hand.

"Beep, beep, beep …"

Almost at the moment when the bidding for the wood began, all kinds of bidding sounds immediately rang out.

On the auction stage.

The auctioneer didn't speak, just waiting.

He waited for a full 30 seconds.

When the continuous bidding sounds finally stopped, he glanced at the bidding display on the auction stage and then reported, "Row 1, Number 48, bids 16 million."

But just as the auctioneer finished his words.

"Beep!"

Another bidding sound rang out.

"Row 1, Number 49, bids 16.6 million."

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look.

They saw that.

Qian Xiao, who was sitting in the 48th seat, frowned and looked at Lu Zhiyuan, who was sitting in the 49th seat.

"It's rare for Director Lu to take action. The Zhan family can't be left behind."

In the 50th seat, Zhan Lin chuckled and swiped the number plate.

"Beep!"

The bidding sound rang out.

"Row 1, Number 50, bids 18.88 million."

The auctioneer shouted.

"Since Miss Zhan wants it, I'll give it to you."

Qian Xiao said to Zhan Lin with a fake smile.

"Director Lu?"

Zhan Lin looked at Lu Zhiyuan with a smile.

"Miss Zhan, please forgive me. I'm just following orders."

Lu Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile and swiped his card to bid.

But at this moment.

"Beep!"

A bidding sound suddenly rang out.

Hearing this bidding sound, everyone was stunned. Lu Zhiyuan also paused.

"Row 1, Number 51, bids 19.8 million!"

The auctioneer shouted.

Hearing that.

Everyone immediately turned their heads and looked at the 51st seat.

At this moment.

Diwu Qian, who was sitting in the 51st seat, was looking at Lu Zhiyuan with a smile.

"Haha." Seeing this, Lu Zhiyuan laughed. Looking at the bidding interface that had popped up in the sensing area, he shook his head and said, "Well, since Miss Qian 'er wants it, it's not good for me to fight for it. But the bidding has already started, so I'll just make a random offer."

"Beep!"

"Row 1, Number 49, bids 20 million!"

The auctioneer's shout came into their ears.

"On the way here, the patriarch specially instructed that everything should be given to Miss Qian 'er. Since Miss Qian' er wants this eighth-class sword, then add another 200,000. After the auction, I'll return the extra 400,000 to Miss Qian 'er. What do you think?"

Lu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"No need."

Diwu Qian shook her head and said, "I don't want it. This sword is yours."

Hearing that.

Everyone was stunned.

"Pfft."

Zhan Lin, who was beside her, couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What the hell, there's such a thing?"

"Motherf * cker, I went up there to suck up to him, only to be slapped back?"

"Haha, interesting …"

Many people were laughing secretly.

Here.

Fang Qiu, who had been staring at Diwu Qian, clearly saw a trace of slyness in her eyes.

Lu Zhiyuan, on the other hand, looked helpless and innocent.

He knew.

Diwu Qian did this on purpose. Her ultimate goal was the last Guru Sword. The first two bids were all to reduce the power of her opponents.

First, she asked Qian Xiao to spend 26 million to buy six sixth-class swords. Now, she asked Lu Zhiyuan to spend 20 million to buy an eighth-class sword.

Invisibly.

Two of the four major families had already reduced part of their capital to bid for the Guru Sword.

On the auction stage.

The auctioneer was already smiling.

An auction item that was worth 10 million was sold for 20 million, which was double the price!

Compared with the auctioneer.

Fang Qiu, who was sitting in the first seat of the third row, was even happier.

"20 million, plus 24.4 million from the three seventh-class swords, plus 55 million from the sale of the sixth-class swords and the fifth-class swords, it's 99.4 million, almost 100 million!"

He calculated in his mind.

Fang Qiu was a little embarrassed.

This was simply robbing money.

Putting aside the Guru Sword, the weapon that he had made in only two days had been sold for nearly 100 million yuan. If He Gaoming's sword was added to the price, wouldn't it be more than 100 million yuan?

100 million in two days!

Wasn't this robbing money?

Fang Qiu didn't expect that these weapons could be sold at such a high price.

At this moment, Fang Qiu, who was still short of tens of millions, had the idea of "I am a local tycoon" spontaneously in his heart.

100 million!

What kind of concept was this?

90% of the people in the world couldn't earn so much money in their lifetime, but Fang Qiu did it in only two days.

If this was spread out, wouldn't it be envied to death?

Not to mention ordinary people, even for the four major families, 100 million was not a small number!

However.

Fang Qiu didn't show too much excitement.

Because he knew that the biggest problem was still the last Guru Sword!

An eighth-class sword was sold for 20 million.

How many Guru Swords could be sold?

Like Fang Qiu, all the people in the audience focused all their attention on the auction stage, waiting for the appearance of the Guru Sword.

Even some people who were farther away stood up unconsciously, trying to get closer to the Guru Sword.

In the first row.

Qian Xiao, Lu Zhiyuan, Zhan Lin, and Diwu Qian were also staring at the auction stage.

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