150: C150 Qin Wufa Who Was Running away in a Sorry State He Couldn't

C150 Qin Wufa Who Was Running away in a Sorry State He Couldn't

Qin Wufa looked at Liu Banxian in confusion, "Elder Daoist, I am speaking up for you. Why did you hit me?"

Liu Banxian glared at Qin Wufa. Help me? You are trying to hurt me!

Liu Banxian smiled and said to Ye Yu, "Well, I didn't know this is your territory. I am here to bid."

"Auction?" Ye Yu said in an indifferent tone, "Isn't it fortune-telling?"

Liu Banxian quickly shook his hand. "No, absolutely not! How would I dare to show off in front of you!"

The more Qin Wufa looked at Ye Yu, the angrier he became. A poor student. How could he have any ability? Especially after being slapped three times for no apparent reason, Qin Wufa's anger became even stronger. He couldn't help but mock, "A poor kid like you also know how to read fortunes?"

Smack!

Han Shiyue waved his hand and slapped Qin Wufa's face again. "Shut up! What a blind man! Get out!"

Qin Wufa's face turned red. These four slaps had made him cry.

Looking at the sneering Ye Yu, Qin Wufa turned around and left the auction without saying a word.

Han Shiyue didn't pay any attention to Qin Wufa. This Liu Banxian was so respectful to this young man, yet he still dared to blabber on. Wasn't this asking for a beating?

First, he smiled at Ye Yu, then cupped his hands towards Liu Banxian. Han Shiyue said, "Since Daoist Liu has something to do, I'll excuse myself for leaving first."

Liu Banxian waved his hand slightly and said, "Goodbye, Master."

Seeing Han Shiyue leaving, Ye Yu said to Liu Banxian, "Amazing. You are really arrogant."

Liu Banxian said carefully, "When you walk outside, you still represent the face of the Dao Alliance."

Ye Yu waved his hand and said impatiently, "Alright! I don't care what Dao Alliance you have. In short, there is only one thing here: to bid! Do you understand? "

"I understand, I understand!" Liu Banxian hurriedly nodded his head in agreement.

Seeing Ye Yu walk away, Liu Banxian gave himself a slap in regret. Why did he meet this malefic? If he had known earlier, he would have let someone else come.

On the auction stage, Qian Youwei walked up to the stage once again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us continue bidding. The next item is hard to find in this world. Let us take a look!"

The stage rose once again.

Everyone looked over and was amazed.

"Isn't this just a blade of grass!? He also took it out to bid?"

"It's hard to ask for it in this world, isn't this a lie!? What's a piece of broken grass worth!?"

"Even if this grass is very delicate, it's still a grass! What's with your Top auctions!?"

Not only were these people furious, even Tang Shi and the others frowned. Taking out a grass to auction was too childish.

Seeing everyone clamoring loudly, Qian Youwei said loudly, "Everyone, please be patient. Let me introduce everyone in detail."

Just as everyone was clamoring, Ye Yu locked his gaze onto a corner.

There, Ye Yu felt a familiar aura. Although it was not as good as the Sword Qi, the aura was not ordinary.

In the corner of the venue, a person was standing there quietly with a sword in his hand.

He had a straight body, a handsome face, and long black hair that was tied up by a ribbon.1

His white clothes were whiter than snow, and his sword was as limpid as autumn water.

It was as if he had become independent from the world, and he was leaning against the Lonely City and the River of Forgetfulness.

Ye Yu's pupils contracted, and the corners of his mouth revealed a trace of a smile. I've found you, Ye Gucheng!

"Everyone, please listen to me. This is no ordinary grass. This is called Sword Grass!"

Qian Youwei reached out and picked up the Sword Grass. With a shake of his wrist, the Sword Grass trembled slightly and produced a slight buzzing sound.

"It is born from the essence of ten thousand swords. The sword bones are naturally formed. It can cut through metal and jade as easily as cutting through butter!"

At this moment, a long metal staff was erected on the auction stage.

The long metal rod was as thick as a bowl. It was made from solid material and reflected a cold luster. It seemed to be very hard.

"Tungsten cobalt alloy, 9 in hardness, second only to diamonds!"

When everyone saw Qian Youwei's actions, their hearts skipped a beat.

"Could it be? This is impossible!"

"Ha! Could this grass actually cut through the alloy?"

"What a joke! No matter how sharp the blade is, it can't cut through such a thick alloy, let alone a grass!"

Everyone present thought that Qian Youwei was bluffing. How could a blade of grass cut through steel?

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