"You...why don't you continue bidding?" Duan Wensheng was panicked. He obviously didn't expect Long Yi to suddenly stop bidding.
Long Yi laughed and said, "Master Duan is very wealthy. It's no problem for him to spend 64 million to buy a three-colored horse worth only 5 million. Anyway, I definitely can't afford it with the money in my pocket."
Duan Wensheng could not accept this price no matter what. He came to the auction today to buy a treasure. If he spent his money here, he would definitely be short of money later.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Long Yi, don't you like this tri-colored horse? You just need to bid 64 million again, and I will withdraw from the bidding and give it to you."
A sneer appeared on Long Yi's face, and he sneered, "This opportunity to be a sucker and pay the IQ tax is better left to you."
Duan Wensheng finally came to his senses and angrily said, "Boy, how dare you play tricks on me?"
Long Yi smiled and said, "Master Duan is indeed very smart. He figured it out after spending only 100 million. He deserves praise!"
Duan Wensheng was so angry at the moment that he wanted to rush to Long Yi and cut him into pieces. After losing the 100 million, he would definitely not be able to afford the treasure when he wanted to bid for it later, and it would be more likely to fall into the hands of others.
Seeing no one bid any more, the auctioneer dropped the hammer and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Duan for winning the tri-color horse for 64 million!"
All the guests present suppressed their smiles. It was obvious that Duan Wensheng was taken advantage of and spent 90 million yuan in vain, and could only suffer the loss in silence. What was there to congratulate him for?
"Mr. Duan, this is your tri-color horse. Please swipe your card for 64 million." The waiter at the auction brought the tri-color horse to Duan Wensheng.
Duan Wensheng's face was filled with pain. After swiping 64 million on the pose machine, he turned around and glared at Long Yi, saying angrily, "Boy, just wait! I'll make you pay back double the money you lost!"
At this time, the third collection was brought to the auction table. After the auctioneer lifted the black cloth, it turned out to be a rusty long sword.
The long sword looks plain and simple, and the dark green rust on it tells of its age. It seems to have no practical value.
The auctioneer wanted to praise the sword, but the sword's unremarkable appearance made it impossible for her to make up a story.
"Dear guests, this long sword was just unearthed from the ancient tomb of Master Ou Yezi. Although it has no practical value, it is a good collection to keep at home.
The starting price is 500,000, and the minimum increment is 30,000. Bidding begins now."
The moment the curtain was lifted, Long Yi felt the extraordinary nature of the rusty sword. The rich spiritual energy fluctuations on it proved that the sword was not as shabby as it looked. It was definitely a rare divine weapon, and its value was even not inferior to the Guiyuan Ding.
He tried his best to suppress his inner excitement. If someone else found out, he would have to spend a lot of money to get the sword again.
But except for Long Yi, the other guests looked indifferent. After all, spending 500,000 to buy this useless sword was not worth it no matter how you looked at it.
This long sword is not worth mentioning in terms of collection value. The most important thing about an ancient sword is its historical significance, but it is impossible to even trace the previous user of this long sword.
As for using it in actual combat, it is nonsense. Do you expect to use the rust on it to blind the opponent's eyes?
After the bidding started, no one in the venue even raised a sign, but this was also within the auctioneer's expectations. After all, the sword was originally prepared to go unsold.
"Dear guests, this sword will be unsold in thirty seconds."
Just as the auctioneer was about to replace the long sword, Long Yi raised the number plate in his hand, "500,000!"
"Do you really think Duan Wensheng is a fool?"
"This young man wants to use his old tricks again? But Duan Wensheng is not a fool. How could he suffer the same loss three times in a row?"
"It seems that his cultivation is still a little shallow. This time he can only suffer in silence."
In the eyes of everyone, Long Yi did not really want to buy the sword, but wanted to continue to set a trap for Duan Wensheng.
Ling Lei frowned slightly and warned, "Brother Long, Duan Wensheng will definitely not be fooled again. It's useless to hit the sword back. It's better to quit while you're ahead."
Long Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder, Brother Ling, but I have my own plans, so you don't have to worry."
His favorable impression of Ling Lei increased a little more. As the young master of Lingxiao Pavilion, Ling Lei would rather his sword be sold at a low price than let him suffer any loss. It was obvious that he already regarded him as a friend.
After Long Yi made the bid, everyone's attention was focused on Duan Wensheng, obviously wanting to see how he would respond.
A hint of cunning flashed in Duan Wensheng's eyes. How could he suffer the same loss twice? Since Long Yi wanted to play with him, he would play with him.
He raised his number plate and shouted, "I'll give you one million!"
"Two million!" Long Yi bid without hesitation. No matter what, he was determined to buy this sword today.
"4 million!" Duan Wensheng continued to bid twice the price.
Long Yi gritted his teeth and raised the number plate in his hand hesitantly, "8 million."
Duan Wensheng showed a smug smile on his face. He felt that the price at this moment had reached the limit that Long Yi could accept. After all, this broken sword could not be worth more than ten million at most.
He stood up and said arrogantly, "Long Yi, you miscalculated. How could I possibly do the same thing three times in a row? Congratulations on buying this broken sword for 8 million."
A trace of dejection flashed across Long Yi's face. "I thought Master Duan would bid 16 million, but now he's not going along with it?"
Duan Wensheng said, "I won't follow you anymore. Apparently your plan has failed."
He felt secretly happy at this moment. Long Yi had tricked him twice in a row, but now he finally won a game.
Seeing no one bid any more, the auctioneer raised the hammer and said, "8 million once, 8 million twice... Congratulations, Mr. Long, on winning this ancient sword."
She was also very happy at this moment. The ancient sword that was supposed to be unsold was sold at a sky-high price of 8 million. She could get another commission today.
When the auction hammer fell, Long Yi felt relieved. He had originally thought that it would cost at least 30 million to buy this ancient sword, but he did not expect the process to be unexpectedly smooth.
Ling Lei consoled him, "Brother Long, you don't have to be too disappointed. After the auction, if any of the treasures fail to sell, feel free to take whichever one you like. Consider it a way to make up for your losses."
Long Yi laughed and said, "Loss? I'm so happy right now. This long sword is a rare and powerful weapon."
Ling Lei looked puzzled, and soon the waiter from Lingxiao Pavilion brought the ancient sword to Long Yi.
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