Chapter 112, Divine Sword Zhuo Family
They are the ones who really want to get this Danding, so when everyone else is backing down, they are still slowly bidding, wanting to overwhelm each other and bring this Baoding back into their hands.
However, at the point of 35,000, the three of them couldn't help but feel a little struggling, and when they increased the price, they were all cautious, adding 1,100, and no one did anything to add 2 to 3,000, or even 3 to 4,000 in one breath.
Finally, when the silver-haired old man shouted out the last number, 40,000, the yellow-robed man and the middle-aged man in red couldn't help but sigh, fell into their seats, and gave up their qualifications to continue bidding.
Forty thousand, this is almost the limit of this Baoding, and if it goes up, it will be a little unworthy, even if you really buy it back, I am afraid that it will be distressed for a long time.
Moreover, looking at this frame, 40,000, whether it can really be taken down, the answer is still unknown.
Really......
On the high platform, the quiet voice of the white-haired auctioneer Huang Xing sounded: "Forty thousand ...... for the first time"
"Forty thousand for the second time!"
"Forty Thousand Third ......"
In the audience, everyone's hearts jumped to their throats, and in the hall, there was silence, only the sound of people's rapid breathing, like pulling bellows.
The silver-haired old man who shouted out the high price of 40,000 yuan was sweating with his hands, and stood up unconsciously, his eyes firmly fixed on the high platform, only hoping that the silver hammer in the hands of the white-haired auctioneer would fall as soon as possible, and the dust would settle and the final word would be finalized.
However, there is always a distance between dreams and reality. Just when the white-haired old man was nervously waiting for the result to sound, an arrogant young man's voice suddenly sounded slowly from a box on the second floor: "Forty-five thousand!"
"Wow!"
The entire auction hall was almost boiling, and the sudden scene made many people's eyes widen, and the silver-haired old man was even more ugly, and sat down on the seat in a gloomy manner.
When you are about to succeed, you are about to kick the door. Someone cut off his beard. Even a person can't stand it, but in the face of such a sky-high price shouted by others, he can only do nothing.
Forty thousand. It's his bottom line. Beyond that bottom line. He doesn't have the ability anymore, so if it's one thousand or two thousand, it's okay to say. He gritted his teeth, and maybe he could get out.
But as soon as this person opened his mouth, it directly rose to five thousand, which was far beyond the value of this Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Ding, and it would be unwise to compete with him again.
Even if it was auctioned off at the last time, it would be a rhythm of vomiting three liters of blood, so he had no choice but to give up.
The silver-haired old man's abandonment finally made the auction of this Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Ding go to the last pass, and everyone knew that this was the time to really see it, and the winner of the Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Ding would soon be born.
Even if they can't hold the treasure in their hands, everyone wants to know what kind of person this treasure was taken away by the last person, so they all looked at the box where the young man's voice came out curiously.
On the second floor, Tang Gu and Shui Xue couldn't help but glance at each other in surprise.
Although the two of them couldn't tell what the box was made by this voice, they ...... The voice of this arrogant young man, but they are extremely familiar.
This person is none other than the purple-clothed young man who was with them before, who underwent trial training in the branch of Xinglin Villa and participated in the alchemy assessment.
A mysterious purple-clothed young man with an extraordinary background, but a mysterious background, and can use the Five Dragons Burning Ding stunt, which amazes the elders of Xinglin Villa - Zhuo Yixing.
Is it him?
Immediately, the two couldn't help but be stunned.
Tang Gu could all think of buying this Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Ding Gu Ding for Shui Xue, so the mysterious origin of Zhuo Yixing, a mysterious purple-clothed young man who is also an alchemist and has an ancient and modern alchemy, how can he not be moved?
If this treasure tripod falls on him, there is no doubt that the two will complement each other and shine, and the value will be more valuable than falling into the hands of other alchemists.
If you don't mention the heart, from the corner of alchemy, this treasure tripod fell into his hands, and it was even more valuable than in Shui Xue's hands.
After all, his alchemy far surpassed Shui Xue's alchemy, more than one street.
It wouldn't be surprising, then, that he would make a bid.
It's just that in this way, Tang Gu couldn't help frowning, the purple-clothed young man's shot, he wanted to take this Baoding and give it to Shui Xue, it would be a certain difficulty.
Because, a person who is not rich in money and has made up his mind to buy something is the most difficult to deal with, and it is basically difficult to give up.
And Tang Gu knows even more that this young man in purple is exactly that kind of person who doesn't care about money at all, but must get his hands on his beloved things.
Moreover, since the young man in purple made a move, how could the young man in green shirt and the rough young man in blue who appeared with him just now be an exception?
Can they, also as alchemists, endure it?
Bidding, maybe it's just the beginning, thinking of this, even Tang Gu can't help but have a little headache.
Normal bidding isn't scary, but ...... When the bidding reaches an irrational point, those who want to participate in the bidding are suffering.
Really...... The subsequent development confirmed Tang Gu's expectations.
As soon as the offer of the purple-clothed young man came out, there was no sound in the auction hall on the first floor of the entire Qinglong Chamber of Commerce, and everyone waited quietly, waiting for the final result of the auction.
At this level of competition, it has nothing to do with them, except for watching the excitement, it is still only about watching the excitement.
And the white-haired auctioneer asked everyone around him if anyone still wanted to buy this Ten Thousand Demon Gu Ding, but no one answered, and raised the auction hammer in his hand again.
At this moment, another voice came from another box on the second floor, it was the slightly immature but absolutely elegant voice of the young man in green shirt: "Slow ......"
"I'll give forty-six thousand!"
In the auction hall below, this voice was heard. Everyone's hearts are agitated, the main event of Zhilu Dao is coming, and the competition for the last thing is about to begin.
Everyone will be waiting to see.
Hearing this, the white-haired appraiser decisively stopped the auction hammer in his hand and looked at the four directions with a smile on his face: "This son has already bid to forty-six thousand, and there is no one to bid, if no one bids, this Baoding will belong to this son." ”
After speaking. He raised the auction hammer in his hand again. Then he recited aloud: "Forty-six first, forty-six second, forty-six third......"
The more he spoke, the longer his voice dragged on, obviously pulling time. And deliberately looked in the direction of the purple-clothed young man's box that had bid before.
Really. As he expected. The purple-clothed young man's voice sounded at the right time, and it was obviously a little angry and angry. shouted directly: "Forty-seven!"
Immediately, he turned his gaze in the direction of the box where the young man in the green shirt was, and said coldly: "Yang Chen, you are just a son of the Yang family, and you dare to compete with me?"
"Huh!"
Hearing the voice of the purple-clothed young man, the young man Yang Chen was still unmoved, and said with a smile: "Yang Chen, a concubine, naturally can't compare to the status of the eldest son of the Zhuo family of the Divine Sword, but I'm really sorry, this Danding is also reused by me, so I can't give it to you, please Haihan." Wait a minute, if there is anything else that Zhuo Gongzi looks at, Yang Chen will definitely retreat, how about it?
After speaking, without hesitation, he quoted a price again: "Forty-eight thousand!"
"Hey, hey, good, good!"
In the box where the purple-clothed young man was, the purple-clothed young man smiled angrily: "Do you want to compete for financial resources, if the sixth child of your Yang family comes, I may be a little jealous, but I really don't care about you." ”
After speaking, he shouted directly again: "Forty thousand nine!"
"Fifty thousand!"
Immediately, in the entire auction hall, it was the voices of the two of them, and the competition continued to sound, during which the rough young man in blue also came up with a price as expected, but was soon drowned out by the voices of the two of them, and he had to smile helplessly and withdraw from the competition.
Finally, the price rose all the way, rising to 65,000, shocking the jaws of a place, such a sky-high price, beyond everyone's expectations, some people's hearts can't bear it, so they can only cough.
Among the people in the audience, only the white-haired auctioneer Huang Xing, whose eyes were full of smiles, simply took a step back, stopped talking, and watched as much as he wanted.
The two of them are vindictive, and the person who gets the most benefit is naturally the auction, and of course he can't be unhappy.
He also wished that in the auction, there would be more of this vindictive behavior, and the Qinglong Chamber of Commerce would have made a fortune a long time ago.
"Sixty-six thousand!"
Finally, when the purple-clothed young man Zhuo Yixing quoted a sky-high price again, in another box, the voice of the young man in green shirt finally paused slightly, and then said with a wry smile: "Hey, forget it, Yang has limited financial resources, so he won't compete with Zhuo Dagongzi, this Baoding will be given to you." ”
After speaking, he didn't speak again, obviously giving up the fight.
Hearing this voice, many people in the hall were still a little disappointed, but it was a pity that a good battle ended here, but the white-haired auctioneer was still satisfied.
Couldn't he be satisfied? Just because of the appearance of the two of them, the price of this Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Ding was fully double the actual price, and for this single business, his commission tonight would never be less.
In his heart, he still doesn't know how to arrange these two young people, crazy, brain-dead, idiot, rich second generation...... Various nouns alternately, and if these two were his sons, of course he would be heartbroken and regret not being at the beginning.
But in reality, he was full of smiles and smiled: "Very good, now this son is bidding 66,000, and there is no one to bid, 66,000 for the first time, 66,000 for the second time, and 66,000 for the third ......."
After speaking, he wanted to ring the auction hammer in his hand.
Even in his opinion, although the Ten Thousand Demon Thunder Ding is rare, it is still an accident to auction such a sky-high price, and he doesn't think that anyone else will bid again.
Therefore, this time there is no idea of losing the taste of the people, so I want to end this auction as soon as possible, so that the final decision will not be allowed for the young man in purple to regret it.
But at this moment, on the second floor, in another small box, Tang Gu's gentle and indifferent, but absolutely undeniable voice came out:
"Sixty-seven thousand!"
The white-haired auctioneer's hand instantly stiffened in the air, and then he smiled, almost crazy.
......
ps: second update. (To be continued......)