The super soldier king of the stunning president

Chapter 133 Broken Sword
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the five-yearly Appreciation Conference."

"Today we are honored to invite Mr. Li Muguang, a famous archaeologist, and Mr. Zhao Chuanqi, a well-known master of treasure appraisal, to visit our treasure appraisal conference in person as the quality appraiser of this jewelry conference."

"Today's treasures are all entrusted to auction by ancient cultural relic lovers in Jiangcheng, and even the whole country. Every piece has been verified by a famous teacher to ensure its authenticity."

The time for the Appreciation Conference started, and after the audience was almost full, the host began to pick up the microphone and talk about the opening remarks and some auction rules.

The two elders who were invited to be quality appraisers also took the microphone to speak, guaranteeing the authority, fairness and openness of the treasure appraisal conference.

After everyone in the audience was sleepy due to the prologue, the treasure appraisal conference finally started!

"The first treasure to appear on the scene is a wine cup used by King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty. The starting price is 1000 million, and the price increase must not be less than 50 once. The highest bidder wins."

The hostess held a tray and took out a bronze wine glass. The host immediately introduced it in detail and explained the rules of the auction.

"500 million!"

"Two thousand and five!"

"Thirty-one million!"

The first and last finale treasures are often one of the most valuable items in the treasure appraisal conference. In addition, they are also wine glasses used by emperors of the Shang Dynasty. The collection value is very high, and there are many bidders.

Less than ten seconds after the bidding started, the price immediately approached 5000 million. The competition was extremely fierce, and no one raised the price by less than 500 million.

When it reaches 5000 million, there are more than a dozen people competing. Look at this trend, it is not impossible to soar to 8000 million or even [-] million.

"8000 million!"

"Eighty three million."

"Eighty three million."

The price quickly soared to 8000 million, and the price increase became smaller and smaller, turning into a single bid of 100 million.

The range is small, but before the mutual competition, it was extremely fierce. Every price increase is a struggle of face and backbone.

There are even some people who are so angry that the other party has been bidding with themselves, tearing up their skin and scolding others.

"Ninety-five million is there anyone taller than this? No ninety-five million for the first time, ninety-five million for the second time..."

The price was quickly fixed at 500 million. After the host asked for the price three times, no one made another offer. The hammer dropped heavily and announced, "500 million sold, congratulations to this gentleman!"

The price of nearly [-] million won the bronze wine cup used by the emperors of the Shang Dynasty, pushing the atmosphere of the jewelry conference to the peak, and everyone was completely in the mood.

The Treasure Appreciation Conference continued, and more and more treasures were pushed out, some of which were genuine but also high-quality fakes.

But the counterfeit products were all imitated by the ancestors in ancient times, not made by modern high-tech, and they were also sold for millions of dollars.

"This is a broken sword fished from the bottom of the Yangtze River. The blade has been in the water for a long time and is now rusty, but judging from the handle and other styles, it should be a weapon from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. It is an old antique with a long history. .”

After auctioning many rare and exotic items in succession, the hostess brought out a cut sword, and the host introduced it endlessly.

"Even if it is a broken sword, it has a long history and is still of great collection value. So I announce that this unknown broken sword will start bidding at 50 yuan." The host announced.

When they first heard that Broken Sword had a long history, many people showed expressions of interest, eager to try to get this treasure into their pockets.

However, after hearing the host's announcement of the starting price of 50 yuan, many people lost interest immediately, and even curled their lips and laughed.

"A broken sword full of rust dares to start at 50, what a lion!"

"That is, minus the thousands of years of history, what is the difference between scrap iron and eighty cents a catty?"

They were not interested, they kept chatting and farting, and Wu Di, who didn't even look at other people's bidding, but his eyes lit up at this moment.

He turned his head and stared at the rusty dagger on the stage, and couldn't help but gasped.

Wu Di could sense that there was a strong evil spirit on the broken sword, which was a unique breath that could only be formed after harvesting countless lives.

He thought that he had killed countless enemies on the battlefield, and his whole body was filled with awe-inspiring aura. At this moment, he was more than one level worse than that broken sword.

Wu Di's seat was more than ten meters away from the display stand, and his body could be slightly shocked by that breath, which was enough to show how strong the evil spirit on Broken Sword was.

The others had never experienced fighting on the battlefield, so they didn't know what evil spirit was, so naturally they wouldn't be surprised by the breath carried by the broken sword.

"51." It was Li Chenglong who made the offer. Seeing Wu Di's slightly moved expression, he wanted to win the love.

"60."

Wu Di didn't make an offer, but another man in his 30s did.

Li Chenglong turned his head and looked over, and when he saw this man in his 30s, his body trembled slightly, and a moment flashed across his face.

Seeing Li Chenglong looking at him, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, with a playful smile on his lips.

Li Chenglong cast an apologetic look over him, but he didn't make an offer.

"60 million for the first time."

"60 million for the second time."

Seeing that no one has quoted for a long time, the host couldn't help but start counting down the price inquiry.

"I paid 100 million!"

At this time, Wu Di raised the bidding number plate in his hand, stood up and shouted loudly.

"what--"

As soon as this remark came out, countless people present couldn't help but screamed in surprise. They never expected that someone would offer a price of nearly one million for a piece of scrap iron.

There's nothing you can do with this broken sword that's covered in rust. Isn't the price of 100 million yuan crazy?

Rao Li Chenglong and Su Qingmei looked at Wu Di with puzzled eyes.

Li Chenglong was even more surprised, because he knew what Wu Di's move meant.

That was a powerful existence that he didn't even dare to offend. Wu Di dared to stand up and bid. Doesn't this mean that death is not fast enough?
"120 million!" The man in his 30s didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to compete with him at the last moment, his face turned ugly, and he broke out a new number.

"150 million!" Wu Di asked without fear.

"200 million!" The middle-aged man in his thirties burst out with a livid face.

"300 million!" Wu Di raised the price by millions without even thinking about it.

Lying on——

Is this kid fucking crazy?
The price of a broken sword is 300 million, it is simply a fighter in the pen!

The onlookers were completely shocked, and all looked at Wu Di with scrutinizing eyes.

"good good good good!"

When the man in his thirties heard that Wu Di didn't give him any face to raise the price, he was so angry that his whole face turned into a pig's liver, and he said a few good words in succession.

He pointed at Wu Di with his finger, and shouted angrily, "You have a guts, I, Mo Frivolous, will give you this rubbish!"

(End of this chapter)