Neither Shang Qingdai nor Mr. Yuan expected that Yang Mu would reach out and grab the hilt of the ancient sword.
Mr. Yuan also had a displeased look on his face, feeling that this boy didn't understand the rules. Although he liked to fight with Mr. Peng, he knew Mr. Peng's character best. If the other party said it weighed eighty-one kilograms, then he would definitely not be wrong.
, and it’s not missing a pound!
"Why would such a guy follow Qingdai girl? This girl has amazing abilities in other aspects, but when it comes to looking at men, she is obviously not good at it!" Mr. Yuan thought to himself.
The next moment, he was stunned.
Yang Mu was seen holding the hilt of the ancient sword and raising the sword easily with one hand, giving the impression that he just picked up a chopstick.
"What, what is going on?" An old man with a Chinese character among the other people said in shock.
Swish! Swish! Swish——
A series of eyes turned to fall on Mr. Peng.
Mr. Peng naturally understood what these guys were thinking, and he himself was surprised and uncertain: "I am absolutely not mistaken, this sword does indeed weigh eighty-one kilograms!"
Before they could figure out what was going on, they heard Yang Mu say: "There can be no mistake. This sword is the Red Sky Sword!"
Old Yuan raised his eyebrows. He had just said that the sword was fake, and even Old Peng himself had nothing to say, but this kid jumped out and said it was true, which was obviously a slap in his face!
Regardless of whether the sword weighs 81 kilograms or not, why can this kid lift it? In terms of judging the authenticity of an ancient sword, how can I be inferior to a kid with no hair on it?
Shang Qingdai knew Yang Mu's ability and was not surprised to see him pick up the ancient sword weighing eighty-one kilograms.
Seeing Mr. Yuan's angry face at this moment, I couldn't help but secretly scream, "It's terrible."
He had clearly told Yang Mu in advance to listen more and talk less when he came over, but it didn't matter that he liked to express his opinions. The key point was that this was a slap in Mr. Yuan's face!
In terms of skill, one hundred Elder Yuan is no match for one hand of Yang Mu, but in terms of knowledge in cultural relics and antiques, one hundred Yang Mu combined are no better than Elder Yuan!
Even Mr. Peng couldn't refute when he was said to have slapped his eyes. It was already certain that this sword was 100% not the Scarlet Sky Sword!
She didn't want to make the atmosphere tense, so she looked at Yang Mu and said:
"Yang Mu, don't talk nonsense. The Scarlet Sky Sword is three feet long and can cut gold and stone. But this ancient sword can't even cut a hair. How could it be the Scarlet Sky Sword?"
Yang Mu did not answer. He held the sword in his left hand and stroked the sword body with his right hand. He looked at the ancient sword in his hand, his eyes full of love.
"What a brat who doesn't even understand basic etiquette, get out of here right now!" Mr. Yuan was furious, pointed at the door and shouted to Yang Mu.
Clang!
The person who answered him was not Yang Mu, but the ancient sword in his hand.
The sound of the sword is like a dragon roaring in the abyss!
Violent rage and unparalleled noble aura emanated from the sword, as if a ferocious emperor was coming here. The people present were so horrified that they hurriedly backed away and looked at the sword in Yang Mu's hand in disbelief.
At this moment, the ancient sword in Yang Mu's hand was all mottled and rusty. The blade was like frost and snow, and the cold light flickered, making people look at it with fear.
"The hilt of the sword is seven inches, and the blade is three feet. It is as red as blood, and the blade is as white as frost! One general can kill thousands of bones. The sword is a murderous weapon. The sword of the emperor is the most murderous weapon among the murderous weapons. It is full of violence."
Yang Mu waved his sword gently, and the stone platform in front of him was cut in half like tofu. The people present were dumbfounded again!
"What a sword!" Yang Mu praised.
Even if the cultivator's physical realm is at its peak, it is still not as good as the sixth-grade innate master of the ancient warrior system, but if he obtains this sword and supplements it with exquisite swordsmanship, Yang Mu will have the confidence to fight against the innate masters of the ancient warrior system.
It should be noted that although realm is an important part of true combat power, it is not the whole story.
There was a brief silence in the basement, and then Mr. Peng burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! The Scarlet Sky Sword is really the Scarlet Sky Sword! Hahahaha! Lao Yuan, tell me again and let me punch you in the eye? Damn it! This old man is obviously picking up a leak, a big leak. I am waiting here for a magic weapon.
Thirty million is nothing in front of us!"
Mr. Peng smiled so much that his face turned red, and he looked at Mr. Yuan with a proud expression.
Mr. Yuan didn't even bother to pay attention to him at this time. Like several others, he looked at the Red Sky Sword with fiery eyes.
His eyes turned green with envy.
The pile of collections in my home is simply unsightly compared to such treasures. If I can get such a collection, my life will be enough!
Shang Qingdai looked at the flat stone platform, and when she looked at Yang Mu again, she was filled with brilliance and said to herself:
"It turns out that the so-called sword length is three feet, refers to the three feet of the sword! Eighty-one pounds, to ordinary people, it is just a decoration, but to the ancient martial arts master, it is nothing.
But, why is it that as soon as this sword comes into Yang Mu's hand, its blade is as sharp as frost and snow, cutting gold and breaking stone, but when placed on the stone platform, it is so dull that it can't even cut a hair. Could it be that the sword needs to be lifted first?
Only when you stand up can you exert the corresponding power?"
She suddenly felt a little discouraged. She originally thought that, at least in terms of cultural relics and antiques, Yang Mu couldn't compare with her, but she didn't expect...
"What a shame!" Shang Qingdai thought of her proud look in front of Yang Mu before, and had the urge to cover her face.
She didn't know that simply raising the sword was not enough.
When the Red Sky Sword is in Yang Mu's hands, it can exert its true power. The most important thing is that Yang Mu pours part of the true energy in his body into it.
According to the information Yang Mu obtained from his own inheritance, a true magic weapon basically requires infusing true energy into it when using it, so that its true power can be unleashed!
In short, if it falls into the hands of ordinary people, the Red Sky Sword can really only be used as a decoration.
However, even if Mr. Peng knew this, he didn't care, because he bought it as a decoration...
As long as it is confirmed that this ancient sword is indeed the Chixiao Sword, that is enough!
"Little friend, hurry up..."
Mr. Peng reached out and wanted to take the Red Sky Sword with Yang Mu, but thinking of the terrifying weight, he quickly retracted his hand and pointed to another stone platform next to him, "Put the sword down quickly, don't break it!"
"You are so stingy. People helped you identify the authenticity. You old guy didn't even want to let people touch it a few more times."
Mr. Yuan's tone was sour.
Yang Mu felt a little reluctant to part with it, but the sword belonged to someone else after all, so he finally put the sword back on the stone platform next to him.
Shang Qingdai saw that Yang Mu's eyes were still on the Scarlet Sky Sword. Although the company was newly opened and the capital turnover was not sufficient, she hardly hesitated and looked at Mr. Peng sincerely:
"Mr. Peng, can you part with this treasure? You bought it for 30 million, and I'll take it away for 300 million. Do you think it's okay?"
Mr. Peng looked at Chixiao Sword with a smile, and did not want to wave to Shang Qingdai.
Shang Qingdai said unwillingly: "If you think the price is too low, you can just come up with a better price. However, I may need to borrow part of it on credit first -"
"Stop it now!"
Mr. Peng shook his head and interrupted Shang Qingdai's words. Seeing that Shang Qingdai seemed to really want to get this sword, he expressed his true thoughts:
"Girl, for old guys like us, no amount of money can compare to collecting such a treasure. Although my money is only a fraction of your business, I can't spend it all in my life. Money, I
I’m not very interested. No matter how high the price you offer, I won’t change hands with this sword.”
After saying that, he ignored Shang Qingdai, took a tempered glass cover, and carefully covered the Red Sky Sword.
Shang Qingdai looked at Yang Mu apologetically.
Yang Mu responded with a smile and whispered in her ear:
"I do want this sword, but if it's not destined for me, forget it. There's no need to force it. But you care so much about my preferences. Could it be that you like——"
Before Yang Mu could finish speaking, Shang Qingdai blushed and stepped on his foot. Yang Mu bared his teeth and stopped talking.
"You're so sentimental!" Shang Qingdai snorted coldly, thinking that if Yang Mu really wanted to force things, Mr. Peng really couldn't stop him.
boom--!
At this moment, a person suddenly flew in from outside the door and landed heavily on the ground.
It was the servant who had led Yang Mu and Shang Qingdai. He held his chest and arched his body, vomiting blood from his mouth, and soon passed out.
Except for Yang Mu, everyone present looked shocked.
A domineering voice came from outside the door.
"Aren't you interested in money? That's the best thing. I just want to take away the Scarlet Sky Sword, and I don't intend to give you money! If the Scarlet Sky Sword falls into the hands of ordinary people like you, you are simply wasting the treasure, old waste.
I advise you to be obedient and bring the things to me."
A young man with a slender figure and arrogant eyes slowly walked in from the door, his eyes fell on the Chixiao Sword, and he showed a bright smile.