Chapter 451: A sword in one hand? Are you kidding me?

Just shout a few times and you can get money. What’s the difference between this and pie falling from the sky?

Many people started shouting!

In particular, some people recognized Gongsun Yan and knew that he was the second son of Gongsun Li, the owner of the auction. He had a wealthy family and was generous, so they shouted even more vigorously.

"Our second young master will definitely be able to pick up the sword."

"The second young master is mighty."

"The second young master is the best."

"Come on, Second Young Master."

Gongsun Yan was very satisfied when he heard these shouts. He smiled, raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiujiu with a look of demonstration and provocation.

Jiujiu sneered disdainfully and reminded him, "Second Young Master, you just said that after you pick up the sword, you will let me do this and that. What if you can't pick up the sword? You haven't said that yet."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people in the auction hall focused their attention on Jiujiu.

Seeing that Jiujiu had an extraordinary temperament and dared to challenge Gongsun Yan, some people began to whisper and talk about it.

"Who is this girl? She's quite courageous."

"That's right. This Gongsun Yan is a second-generation rich kid. He is arrogant, domineering, and never gives in. Generally, no one dares to challenge him."

"This girl is so brave, she is truly a heroine and worthy of admiration."

Gongsun Yan did not hear these discussions. He just patted his chest and said confidently in response to Jiujiu's reminder: "It's just a sword. How can I, Gongsun Yan, not be able to lift it? Haha..."

"impossible."

Gongsun Yan stared at Jiujiu unconvincedly: "If I really can't lift this sword, I will give it to you, kowtow to you three times, and acknowledge you as my boss."

"Okay, it's settled." Jiujiu smiled. This was exactly what she had been waiting for.

【This fool. 】

[Easily taken the bait.]

"Everyone heard it, right?" Jiujiu also specially asked everyone at the auction venue to testify, in case Gongsun Yan could not pick up the sword and refused to admit it.

"We all heard it, we all heard it," everyone responded.

"Tsk, watch me."

Gongsun Yan rolled up his sleeves and came to Lan Qi where the Fengming Sword was placed.

On the silent and deserted second floor of the auction hall, Gongsun Li and his eldest son looked at Gongsun Yan pretending to hold a sword and called him an idiot.

Gongsun Mao was puzzled, "Father, why do you say this about my brother?"

"During the years that my father has been running the auction house, I have seen and heard of all kinds of treasures." Gongsun Li said, "The sword on Lan Qi is the world-famous Fengming Sword. It was obtained by a destined person, but for some reason, it was sold to this auction house."

"Father remembers that when that man brought the sword here, he carried it with four people."

"This sword has a spirit. One person alone cannot lift it."

"Unless this person is from the Xuanmen sect and has a high level of Taoism, he can pick up this sword. Or, a Xuanmen master can temporarily seal the sword's spiritual energy and power, turning the sword into an extremely ordinary sword, so that ordinary people can pick it up."

"What about my second brother..." Gongsun Mao looked worried.

Gongsun Li shook his head and said, "He has to bear the consequences of his own actions. Let's go."

Gongsun Li saw the extraordinary qualities of Jiujiu and Dijiang, and even more so the characteristics of the Fengming Sword. He did not want to get involved, so he wisely left.

Gongsun Yan, who knew nothing, was now smugly holding the sword in both hands, ready to pick it up.

There were people cheering all around him, it was so lively.

pity--

He tried his best to pick up the sword, but failed after several attempts.

He finally couldn't laugh anymore, and even felt a little panicked!

how so?

How could he not lift a mere sword?

The sword felt particularly heavy in his hand, and the sword also hated being touched by him and kept resisting him.

The palm of his hand holding the sword felt very hot and uncomfortable, as if he was injured.

"I don't believe it."

"Come again."

Gongsun Yan continued to fetch the sword, and after struggling for almost two incense sticks of time, he was covered in sweat, and his brocade robe was soaked with sweat, looking wet, but he did not take out the sword.

Some of the people who were encouraging him at first and waiting to receive their rewards were unable to open their mouths and even felt a little embarrassed.

They looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

In the end, he just said sadly: "I'm afraid I won't get the reward, alas..."

At this time, Jiujiu and Dijiang came to the platform.

Jiujiu stepped forward and said, "Second Master, just say you can't lift the sword?"

Gongsun Yan raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said coldly: "This sword is not ordinary. If I can't lift it, you certainly can't lift it either."

So what if the sword is hers?

If it's hers, can she pick it up?

not necessarily.

"Can you pick up this sword and show it to me?" Gongsun Yan didn't want to embarrass himself, and wanted to drag Jiujiu into the water.

Jiujiu said: "Just take it." He will definitely admit defeat sincerely.

But as soon as Jiujiu said this, some people began to feel dissatisfied.

"The Second Young Master looks so strong and brave, but he can't lift this sword. You look so delicate and weak, so it will be even more difficult for you to lift this sword."

[Delicate? Frail?]

[Ahhh, did I hear that correctly? ]

[These people must not know that I can kill a wild boar with one kick.]

When Di Jiang heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ever since he could hear the little girl's voice, he felt that life had become much more interesting.

"You actually laughed at me?" The man who spoke saw Di Jiang laughing and thought he was being laughed at. He felt embarrassed and questioned Di Jiang.

But Di Jiang didn't even look at him, as if he was a flower from a noble family, disdaining to get involved in worldly affairs.

The man felt that he was being boring, so he didn't speak again.

Jiujiu stood in front of Lan Qi, looking at the sword, and was about to take it.

But some kind-hearted people advised: "Girl, you are definitely not able to lift this sword, why don't you step aside?"

"Yes, girl, don't let yourself be embarrassed when you can't lift the sword. You won't be able to save face and be criticized by others."

"A girl's reputation is still very important, so it's better to keep to yourself."

Jiujiu ignored these doubts and her slender fingers brushed across the Fengming sword placed on Lanqi.

She felt the sword's love.

The sword liked her touching it.

These days, Jian was separated from her and he missed her very much.

Jiujiu felt it.

Jiujiu smiled and said, "Isn't this me looking for you?"

If the sword could speak and move, after hearing Jiujiu's words, it would probably stand up on its own, then happily come into Jiujiu's hands and rub against Jiujiu affectionately.

But it can't move.

It just has stronger spiritual energy and sword power, which is different from ordinary swords. It has not yet reached the point where it can move on its own.

Fortunately, Jiujiu could feel its excitement and thoughts. Jiujiu smiled, grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and prepared to pick up the sword.

Gongsun Yan, who was standing by, saw this and shook his head and muttered, "...I can't even lift this sword with both hands, and you can lift it with one hand? Haha! Are you kidding me?"