638 The New Owner of the Zhanlu Sword

Even someone who knew nothing about cold weapons should have heard of the famous Zhanlu Sword.

This sword was as famous as the Chunjun, Evil-Slaying, Yuchang, and Great Ravager swords. They were all forged by Ou Yezi, the sword forging master of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Moreover, this Zhanlu Sword was ranked first among the five famous swords. Its value was simply immeasurable.

The people who were mocking Ye Feng earlier were shocked speechless.

If it was really the Zhanlu Sword, let alone 200 million, even 2 billion or even higher would be worth it.

This was because a famous sword like this, whether it was its craftsmanship value or the historical and cultural value behind it, was difficult to estimate. It could even be said to be a priceless treasure.

They had just laughed at him for being a fool, but they did not expect themselves to be the real fools.

The rich second-generation heir who had laughed the loudest just now suddenly froze on his face and immediately became serious. “Sir, if this sword is really the Zhanlu Sword, I’m willing to buy it for 500 million.”

The middle-aged man glanced at him disdainfully. “I’m not selling it.”

That rich kid still didn’t give up. “1 billion.”

The surrounding people could not help but exclaim. This person was really rich and overbearing. He was actually willing to pay 1 billion?

However, when they thought about the value of this Zhanlu Sword, they felt relieved.

For this divine artifact, 1 billion was not much!

However, the middle-aged man was still disdainful. “Even if you offer 10 billion, I won’t sell it to you.”

The rich second-generation heir couldn’t figure it out. “Why? You sold it to him for 200 million, but I offered more, so why can’t you sell it to me?”

The middle-aged man pointed at the tattered signboard. “What’s written on it?”

“I don’t sell outsiders, I don’t sell laymen, I only sell fated guests.”

The rich second-generation heir immediately read out loud, “I think I fit the bill perfectly. I’m Chinese, of course not an outsider. Moreover, my family was so rich. How could I be a layman? I’ve come a long way to meet you here. Aren’t I fated?”

The middle-aged man sneered. “There’s one more condition. Only martial artists.”

The rich second-generation heir was a little angry. “How can there be such a rule?”

“I just added the rule.”

The middle-aged man smiled mischievously.

“You…”

Seeing that he could not get through to him, the rich second-generation could only turn to look at Ye Feng. “Friend, since you have already bought this sword, this sword is yours. How much are you willing to sell it for?”

Ye Feng imitated the middle-aged man and glanced at him in disdain. “If you can pull it out, I will not take a single cent, I will give it to you for free.”

“I…”

The rich second-generation heir wanted to curse at his mother. If he could pull it out, he would have pulled it out just now. This kid was obviously mocking him.

“If you refuse a toast, you’ll have to drink the hard way. This young master has taken a fancy to this sword.”

The rich second-generation heir was too lazy to waste his breath and directly gave the two bodyguards a look.

The two bodyguards immediately understood and went to find an electric drill and pickaxe. They were ready to break the limestone brick and take out the sword.

The middle-aged man was furious and rushed forward.

The two bodyguards were already on guard against him. They immediately threw down the tools in their hands and kicked him.

However, when the two of them kicked each other, they suddenly realized that their strength was like a drop of water falling into the sea. There was not even a ripple.

The two of them were horrified. They knew that they had encountered an expert and immediately wanted to retreat.

However, the middle-aged man did not give them a chance at all. He grabbed a leg with each hand and swung it into the air.

Then, he jumped up and kicked the two of them away. They fell heavily to the ground and could not get up for a long time.

The rich second-generation heir was so scared that his legs went weak.

These two bodyguards were hired by the family from abroad with a lot of money. They had even protected some high-ranking officials abroad.

He did not expect that he would be so vulnerable in front of this middle-aged man.

The strength of this middle-aged man was unbelievably strong.

From this, one could imagine that Ye Feng, who had just escaped from his hands, could not be underestimated.

“If you don’t want to die, get lost.”

The middle-aged man glanced at him coldly.

The rich second-generation heir didn’t dare to stay any longer. He hurriedly rolled and crawled away.

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully. He turned around and passed a piece of paper to Ye Feng.

“Little brother, just transfer the money to this account. If… If I can come back alive, I will definitely come and drink with you.”

After saying that, he patted Ye Feng’s arm and turned around to leave.

Everyone present looked at this scene in a daze. This… He left? Was he that relieved?

The two of them did not even know each other’s names. What if the other party took the sword away but did not transfer the money to him?

This was 200 million yuan!

It was enough for many people to do anything without a conscience.

But Ye Feng was not as bad as they thought. He immediately called Chen Xuan and asked her to take charge of the operation.

Since he needed to communicate with the bank for such a large transfer, he was too lazy to ask.

Zhuang Xiaojiao walked over in shock. “This… Is it really the Zhanlu Sword? I can actually see the legendary sword with my own eyes? It’s really amazing.”

Not only her, even the onlookers were looking at Ye Feng with complicated gazes.

This kid’s luck was too good.

Previously, they had mocked the other party for spending 200 million to buy a broken sword. It was an extremely stupid act.

Who would have thought that a fool would have a fool’s luck? He actually picked up a huge loophole and bought the legendary Zhanlu Sword.

They could only be envious now.

Ye Feng also stared at the ancient sword hilt with a burning gaze. He did not expect that he would become the owner of the Zhanlu Sword one day.

At this moment, Zhuang Xiaojiao said gloomily, “But, how do you pull this sword out?”

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