Just as Lu Fan expected, there was a short sword hidden inside the iron staff, which was absolutely extraordinary.
When he saw clearly the word "fish intestines" carved on the hilt of the sword, he was even more overjoyed.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Fish Intestine Sword, one of the ten most famous swords in the ancient Dragon Kingdom. Its value is inestimable, estimated to be at least hundreds of millions.
And he only spent a mere three million to take the photo, which is equivalent to pocket money. He really made a lot of money.
The key point is that Silly Bi is betting against him. He is the young master of Jueling Sect, one of the eight sects. The amount is huge, reaching 100 million. In view of the hateful look just now, he can't let it go. He must make him fulfill his promise.
It is worthy of being a famous sword passed down from generation to generation. It has gone through many dynasties and still has no rust. With a flick of the hand, it is dazzling with light and attracts everyone's exclamation.
"Ah... I really made a sword out of an iron staff. It's so mysterious!"
"How did this kid find out? Does he have a pair of piercing eyes?"
A smile appeared on Lu Fan's face, and he thought roughly.
I have clairvoyant golden eyes, so of course I can see through the secrets inside the iron rod, which will surprise you.
Suddenly, he subconsciously looked at the two bidders just now, the monk and the old beggar, and saw that their faces were very ugly, obviously angry that they had missed the treasure.
Lu Fan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. He guessed that the two old guys had seen the clues before, and maybe they didn't have enough financial resources, so they let him get a big deal.
His eyes then passed by, resting on the young man in Chinese attire, and he also saw another acquaintance.
Wei Yu, the young master of the Divine Sword Sect who had been brutally beaten by him the day before yesterday, felt that he was being watched. He trembled with fright and hurriedly turned his head to look away.
Lu Fan held the sword and said to Cheng Yufeng: "The sword has been taken out. The bet between us should be over. You lost 100 million, so pay the bill quickly."
Everyone looked over and thought to themselves, this young man is the young master of the Jueling sect and there are many fierce men around him, so how could he be willing to admit defeat?
As expected, Cheng Yufeng's eyes flashed with overwhelming hatred, and naturally he would not admit his fault. He showed a rogue face and coldly snorted:
"According to what we said before, it must be a sword that can cut iron like clay, have a sharp edge, and kill people without blood. And what kind of crap thing are you holding? Therefore, you should be the loser. Give it to me immediately, young master.
Transfer the money."
At the end of the sentence, there was already a bit of a threat.
Furthermore, several of his subordinates had ferocious expressions on their faces and glared at Lu Fan, as if they wanted to beat him into a cripple.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been terrified and turned pale with fear.
Seeing this situation, everyone knew that Young Master Cheng would never give up and was about to confuse right and wrong and blackmail the other party for a huge sum of money.
The key family is very powerful, and you are the young master of the Jueling Sect. There are more than a thousand members in the sect. It is not easy or effortless to deal with you, an ordinary citizen.
However, Lu Fan was by no means a good person and responded in a deep voice, "Now you see clearly, I will show you what a real sword is."
He bent down and picked up another piece of iron rod, which was almost as thick as his wrist and weighed several dozen kilograms.
The Fish Gut Sword suddenly moved, emitting a cold light, and cut off the iron rod by a few inches, before falling onto the stage.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Fan kept cutting the iron rod with his sword, just like chopping a carrot, and he cut off pieces effortlessly.
Everyone saw it so clearly that they couldn't help but be surprised and marveled at the sharpness of the sword, which was indeed extraordinary.
Some people even closer used their mobile phones to film the scene and posted the incredibly magical scene on the video platform.
Lu Fan dropped the short iron rod and said calmly: "This is cutting iron like mud, and underneath is a sharp blade that blows hair. We need a brave lady to come over and cooperate for a fee."
The words are very clear, if you don't let others help you in vain, you will be rewarded.
As for the auction, Lu Fan's incredible behavior is tantamount to free advertising. It can be said that there are only benefits and no disadvantages.
The host is also experienced and very adaptable. He immediately said: "Is there any lady who is willing to come on stage to witness the next miracle?"
One of the etiquette ladies ran up to her in high heels and said hurriedly: "I'll do it, I'll do it, I won't be paid, I'll cooperate with you for free."
Lu Fan smiled and said, "Thank you very much. What do you call me?"
The oval-faced girl said calmly and generously: "Just call me Amin."
"Okay, Amin, right? Please open your bun. I will cut off some of your hair in an instant, and I will compensate you accordingly. How about I give you 10,000 yuan for each hair?"
As soon as this statement came out, it once again caused a sensation, and the auction house was almost boiling.
"It's impossible to cut off long hair with a dagger, right?"
"It shouldn't be possible. It's obvious that I'm bragging."
"If it's really possible, this woman will make a lot of money, and her hair will be worth more than gold."
Amin's face turned red and he said hurriedly: "No need, I have hair anyway, it doesn't matter if it's broken."
Lu Fan said without any doubt: "That won't work. It will damage your image. I must compensate you for your losses. That's it."
This aura is clearly that of a boss in an idol drama, making people unable to refuse and even a little dizzy.
"Okay then, I'll listen to you."
While Amin agreed, he waved anxiously to his companion, "Yangyang, hurry up and help me take a video..."
Another round-faced etiquette lady agreed, trotted over, turned on the video function of her mobile phone, and concentrated on taking pictures.
Under the close attention of everyone, Amin posed elegantly, as if filming a movie.
She shows off her temperament with every move of her hands and feet. She pulls out the hairpin with her slender hands, and her black hair falls like a waterfall.
At the same time, the sword in Lu Fan's hand swung out, cutting off a strand of hair, and secretly used his kung fu to make the severed hair stick to the blade of the sword.
The thrilling scene was displayed on the big screen for everyone to clearly see. Thunderous applause and a burst of screams erupted from the scene.
The host said excitedly: "It's a success. Did you see that this sword has made the hair-blowing blade in ancient legends? It's great!"
Amin jumped up excitedly, "Great!"
The hem of the skirt flew up, revealing two slender and straight thighs, which dazzled everyone.
Lu Fan smiled and said, "Can you please tell me how many hairs there are? I will pay as agreed."
The host said with great interest: "Our etiquette lady Amin will be richly rewarded for her bravery and enthusiasm. Let's cut the camera and let's check it out together."
Then he joked with a smile, "This is no longer hair, it's more valuable than pure gold."
The final result was that there were fifty-six broken hairs.
Lu Fan didn't hesitate at all. He asked Amin to provide his card number on the spot, transferred 560,000 yuan directly, and displayed the transfer record on the screen.
Amin was naturally excited after receiving the huge sum of money. While thanking him repeatedly, he blushed and gave Lu Fan a big hug.
As for the other etiquette ladies, their intestines are almost green with regret.
Unexpectedly, the young and handsome boss was so generous and kept his word, so he missed a good opportunity to make a lot of money.