Chapter 916: Another Kind of "Peak Showdown"

"It turned out to be a top red spar."

After listening to Yang Wan'er's words, the two people from Juding Merchant Alliance and Heifeng Merchant Alliance next to them looked at the red crystal stone spinning in mid-air, and nodded suddenly.

The skinny old man representing Tianwei Trading Company suddenly changed his expression.

At this time, in the middle of the jade platform, the silver-haired old man moved back the red crystal stone in mid-air.

"Everyone, the ten breath time has passed."

Yang Wan'er turned her gaze, looked at the silver-haired old man, and said with a smile: "Senior Diao, I don't know if Li Chuanchang or I have the more accurate answer."

Hearing this, the entire Shangmeng Hall suddenly fell silent, and all eyes were fixed on the silver-haired old man.

In the middle of the jade platform, the silver-haired old man smiled and said loudly:

"I have personally identified this red crystal stone. The black traces in it are indeed extremely pure wood energy, which is the best among red crystal stones. Yang Wan'er's analysis is very accurate. This round, by Dayang Shang Union wins."

Wow!

Hearing the silver-haired old man's words, there was a commotion in the hall. Since Senior Diao had personally identified it, there would naturally be no problem.

"What the hell is Li Chuanchang doing? Isn't he the number one auctioneer in Bitian City!"

In the private room of Tianwei Commercial Firm, Zhou Yan, who was sitting on a soft chair, clenched his fists tightly with a gloomy expression.

The old man in black robe standing beside him said: "He should not be serious yet."

In the middle of the main hall, Li Chuanchang's expression was equally ugly, his eyes fixed on Yang Wan'er, and he said in a deep voice: "This time I was careless, there are five rounds left, and you won't have any more chances."

At this moment, Li Chuanchang was also very regretful. If he hadn't been too eager for quick success and made a judgment just after a cursory observation, he shouldn't have suffered a disastrous defeat.

"Oh, I hope so."

Yang Wan'er remained expressionless, and responded lightly. The two participants from the Juding Merchant Alliance and the Black Wind Merchant Alliance next to them were very happy to see Li Chuanchang's livid face.

After the voices in the hall calmed down a bit, the silver-haired old man nodded back, and immediately there was a slender maid dragging a gold-encrusted tray with jade hands, and placed it on the jade platform in front of the silver-haired old man.

brush!

The red silk was lifted, and everyone looked over immediately.

The treasure on the wooden tray is half of the blade, except for the handle, there is only a three-inch-long blade, which is very broken, dark in color and has a few cracks on the surface, under the soft light of the night pearl, faint black streamers can be seen, Flashes at the break.

The silver-haired old man cleared his throat and said loudly:

"The following is the second round of the tasting. It is still within ten breaths to judge the age and grade of the broken knife. The first to get the most accurate answer wins."

"It turned out to be judging the age and grade of the broken spirit soldier. This year's tasting meeting is very difficult."

"Well, it seems that this was deliberately arranged by Senior Diao. With Li Chuanchang and Yang Wan'er around, if it is an ordinary treasure, it is difficult to tell the difference."

"This broken sword has lost its spirituality. How can you judge its grade? Can you tell it?"

"You flatter me too much. If I could see it, why would I sit here."

Seeing the broken sword in the wooden tray, there was a discussion in the audience.

Hearing these voices, the silver-haired old man smiled wryly in his heart. The six treasures selected for this tasting were indeed changed temporarily by him in order to increase the difficulty.

"Although the aura of this knife has lost its spirituality, the aura is almost the same as that of the Diyan Potian Knife. It should be a fifth-rank middle-rank spiritual weapon."

In the private room, Luo Feng stared at the half of the treasured sword on the jade platform, and there was a slight flash of brilliance in his eyes.

His soul power is strong, and he can feel some other things that he can't feel. Although this precious sword has lost its spirituality, it still has its original breath in the depths. After comparing it with the Emperor Yan Potian Saber, he immediately got the answer in his heart.

His eyes fell on Yang Wan'er, Luo Feng frowned slightly, his eyes revealed thinking, hesitating whether to tell her the answer via voice transmission, after thinking about it, he finally decided to give up.

Although Yang Wan'er does not follow the rules, she has her own principles. The other party will definitely not want to use this method to win. If it were Luo Feng himself, he would not wish to be like this, otherwise he would be unhappy in his heart.

"This saber was originally supposed to be a fifth-rank middle-rank spiritual weapon. It has a history of three hundred years, and the difference between before and after will not exceed five years."

When Luo Feng made a decision, a heart-thumping soft voice sounded in the hall, and the person who spoke was none other than Yang Wan'er.

"It's too fast, it's only two breaths past, and Yang Wan'er actually gave the answer."

"Isn't she afraid of repeating Li Chuanchang's mistakes? Li Chuanchang was too impatient just now and got the wrong answer."

As soon as Yang Wan'er's voice fell, there was a sound of breathing in the whole hall.

As we all know, it is relatively easy to judge a complete treasure. But judging broken treasures is ten times, or even a hundred times more difficult. It is too hasty to come to a conclusion so quickly.

"You can't hold your breath so quickly, you are too young after all."

On the other side, Li Chuanchang glanced at Yang Wan'er, a slight sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he looked carefully at the half of the precious sword with his eyes.

This time Li Chuanchang was very cautious, and it took another five breaths of time before he looked away, glanced at Yang Wan'er, and said loudly:

"This treasured sword is a fifth-grade middle-grade spiritual weapon. Although it has lost its spirituality, the blade still has a sharp edge. It should only have a history of more than two hundred years, not more than two hundred and fifty years."

Hearing the voice, everyone in the Shangmeng Hall was shocked, and their eyes showed urgency.

At this moment, most people have regarded this tasting as a duel between Yang Wan'er and Li Chuanchang. Although this duel was not as turbulent as a martial arts contest, the unpredictable situation did not diminish at all, and it was another peak contest.

"It's also a fifth-rank middle-rank spiritual weapon..."

Luo Feng frowned slightly, both sides judged that the grade of the treasured sword was the same, so the age of the treasure would determine the outcome.

Feeling the atmosphere in the Shangmeng Hall, the strong man of the Juding Shangmeng and the curly-haired woman of the Heifeng Shangmeng looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.

Although both of them judged the grade of the broken sword, they were at a loss as to the age of the sword. There were many people present with outstanding eyesight. If they randomly gave a time limit, it would only increase the laughing stock.

The strong man turned his head and glanced in the direction of the private room, and said:

"For this tasting meeting, the Juding Merchant Alliance abstained."

"The Black Wind Merchant Alliance also abstained."

The coquettish voice of the woman with curly hair also sounded.

After the words fell, the two retreated to the edge of the jade platform.

"Tell me who will win this round." The strong man folded his arms, looked at the figures of Li Chuanchang and Yang Wan'er, and asked.

The curly-haired woman smiled wryly and shook her head: "I don't know that. I can only tell that this knife is more than a hundred years old. To get a more accurate answer, you must get a treasure and study it carefully."

"I'm similar, these two are really good. However, Yang Wan'er came to a conclusion so quickly, it's a bit too reckless, she should observe more. After all, the Dayang Business Alliance has already lost a game, and then lost the tasting meeting If not, there is no hope for the position of the First Merchant Alliance." The strong man frowned.

"Um."

The woman with curly hair nodded slightly, her eyes fell on Yang Wan'er, her eyebrows suddenly raised, and she whispered softly:

"Then what if the answer is correct?"

suck!

The two took a breath of air at the same time.

In two breaths, if you can accurately judge the grade and age of a broken spirit weapon, it would be terrible.

The focus of everyone's attention was on Li Chuanchang and Yang Wan'er. The two major business alliances abstained at the same time, which did not cause much sensation.

The time of ten breaths passed quickly, and the business alliance hall of Nuo Da was silent for a moment, and the needle could be heard. Everyone's eyes widened, waiting for the silver-haired old man to announce the result.

"Quickly announce the result."

Li Chuanchang stood with his head held high, confident in his answer.

The silver-haired old man exhaled slightly, picked up half of the blade, and said:

"This knife is a fifth-rank middle-rank spiritual weapon, forged by a holy land powerhouse three hundred and three years ago."

"Three hundred and three years!"

As soon as the silver-haired old man spoke, there was a sudden sound of breathing in the business alliance hall, and countless shocking gazes were cast on the alluring and enchanting figure in the hall.

Just now Yang Wan'er said that this knife has a history of 300 years, and it will not exceed five years. It is very close to the correct answer, and it can even be said to be exactly the same.

"impossible!"

Suddenly, a roar exploded in the hall, Li Chuanchang stared at the half-cut sword, and said firmly:

"This knife is made of black yuan crystal mine. The spirit soldier made by black yuan crystal mine will gradually fade after two hundred years. After three hundred years, the black yuan crystal mine will become black yuan crystal. It will also be shattered accordingly. There is no sign of this precious sword turning into a black essence, and its history cannot exceed three hundred years."

The silver-haired old man frowned, and cast two sharp eyes: "Do you doubt my eyesight?"

Locked by his eyes, Li Chuanchang felt like falling into an ice cellar, his heart skipped a beat, and then he came back to his senses, in front of him was the master of the Shangmeng Hall, a strong man close to Yuanhai Realm, he could not offend; but just admit defeat like this, he really Not reconciled, reluctantly opened the mouth and said:

"I'm just expressing the doubts in my heart, and everyone present must be the same."

The silver-haired old man stared at Li Chuanchang, then suddenly looked at Yang Wan'er, and asked, "Yang Wan'er, can you tell him how you determined that this precious sword has a history of three hundred years."

"Can."

Yang Wan'er nodded with a smile, a pair of charming eyes like autumn water, she glanced at Li Chuanchang lightly, her red lips parted slightly:

"When the black crystal ore is exposed to the air, it will turn into a black crystal after three hundred years. There is nothing wrong with that. But there are special circumstances, such as a spirit soldier falling into the water, and this time will be greatly extended."

Hearing this, Li Chuanchang's face trembled, and his face turned pale.

Yang Wan'er continued:

"This dilapidated treasured sword has a cloud-shaped fracture. If I read it correctly, it is the very famous Qianyun forging method a long time ago. It was created by Yunyou Sanren, a blacksmith in the Holy Land three hundred years ago. And the cloud of this precious sword The fold pattern is relatively rough, it should be cast by Yunyou Sanren just created the Qianyun fold forging method. Yunyou Sanren created the Qianyun fold forging method, exactly three hundred years ago."

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