Chapter 920

"It turned out to be a top grade hematite."

After hearing Yang Wan'er's words, the two men of juding Business League and Heifeng Business League beside looked at the barite rotating in the middle of the sky, and Mu Lu nodded suddenly.

On behalf of Tian Wei, his face suddenly changed.

At this time, in the middle of the jade platform, the old man with silver hair took back the barite in the air.

"Gentlemen, the ten break is over."

Yang Wan'er turned to the old man with silver hair and said with a smile, "elder Diao, I don't know whose answer is more accurate when Li and I wear intestines."

Hearing this, the voice of the whole chamber of Commerce suddenly quieted, and all eyes were fixed on the old man with silver hair.

In the middle of the jade platform, the old man with silver hair smiled and said in a loud voice:

"I personally identified the hematite. The black trace in it is indeed a very pure wood, which is the best of the hematite. Yang Waner's analysis is very accurate. This round was won by the Dayang chamber of Commerce. "

Whoa!

Hearing the words of the old man with silver hair, there was a lot of noise in the hall. Since it was identified by Mr. Diao himself, there would be no problem.

"What the hell is Li Chuanchang doing? Isn't he the first auctioneer of bitiancheng!"

Zhou Yan, who was sitting in a soft chair in the private room of Tianwei business firm, clenched his fist tightly and his face was gloomy.

"He should not have been serious," said the old man in black beside the side stand

In the middle of the hall, Li Chuanchang's face was also very ugly. His eyes were fixed on Yang Waner, and he said in a deep voice, "this time it's just my carelessness. There are five rounds left. You won't have any chance."

At this moment, Li Chuanchang is also very regretful. If he had not been too eager for quick success and instant benefit, he would have made a judgment after a cursory observation. He would not have failed miserably.

"Oh, I hope so."

Yang Wan'er's face was expressionless, and she responded lightly. The two competitors of juding Business League and Heifeng Business League were very happy to see Li Chuanchang's iron blue face.

When the voice in the hall calmed down a little, the old man with silver hair nodded to the back. Immediately, there was a slender maid, holding a gold inlaid tray by jade hand, who placed it on the jade platform in front of the old man with silver hair.

Brush!

When the red silk was opened, the eyes of all the people immediately looked over.

The treasure in the wooden plate is a half blade. Apart from the handle, it is only a three inch long blade, which is very broken. The color is dark and there is a silk crack on the surface. Under the soft light of the night pearl, you can see a silk of dark streamer, which twinkles at the fracture.

The old man with silver hair cleared his throat and said in a high voice:

"here is the second round of the appraisal meeting, which is still within ten rest time, to judge the age and grade of this sabre. The first to get the most accurate answer wins. "

"It's really difficult to judge the age and grade of the broken spirit soldiers. This year's appraisal meeting is very difficult."

"Well, it seems that senior Diao arranged it on purpose. With Li Chuanchang and Yang Waner, it's hard to distinguish between ordinary treasures. "

"This broken Sabre has lost its spirit. How to judge its level? You can't see it. "

"You flatter me too much. If I could see it, would I sit here? "

Seeing the broken sword in the wooden plate, there was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Hearing these voices, the old man with silver hair smiled bitterly. The six treasures selected by the appraisal club were changed temporarily to increase the difficulty.

"Although the spirit of this Sabre is lost, its breath is almost the same as that of Emperor Yan's heaven breaking sabre. It should be the best of the five. "

In the private room, Luo Feng looked at the half of the sword on the jade platform, and the fine light in his eyes flashed slightly.

He has a strong soul power and can feel something else that he can't feel. Although the sabre lost its spirit, it still has its original breath in the deep. Compared with the Emperor Yan sky breaking sabre, he immediately got the answer from the bottom of his heart.

His eyes fell on Yang Waner, and Luo Feng frowned slightly. His eyes reflected and hesitated to tell him the answer. After thinking about it, he decided to give up.

Although Yang Wan'er usually does not follow the rules, she has her own principles. The other side will not hope to win in this way. For Luo Feng himself, I don't want to be like this, or I'm not happy.

"This Dao was supposed to be the best of the five. It has a history of 300 years, and the difference between before and after is no more than five years."

When Luo Feng made a decision, there was a soft and charming voice in the hall, which made people bang. The speaker was Yang Waner.

"It's too fast. It's only in the past two days. Yang Waner even said the answer."

"Isn't she afraid to repeat Li Chuanchang's mistake? Li Chuanchang was just too anxious to get the wrong answer."

As soon as Yang Waner's voice fell, there was a breath in the hall.

As we all know, it's easier to judge a complete treasure. But to judge a broken treasure, it's ten or even a hundred times more difficult. It's too hasty to draw a conclusion so quickly.

"I can't breathe so fast. You're too young."

On the other side, Li Chuanchang glanced at Yang Waner, with a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes carefully looked at half of the sword.

This time, Li Chuanchang was very careful. After five rest, he took back his eyes and took a look at Yang Waner. Then he said in a loud voice:

"this Sabre is the best of the five. Although it lost its spirit, it still has a sharp edge. It should only have a history of more than 200 years, not more than 250 years."

Hearing the voice, all the people in the hall of the trade union looked shocked and their eyes were eager.

At this moment, most people have regarded this appraisal as a duel between Yang Waner and Li Chuanchang. Although this duel is not as stormy as the martial arts competition, the unpredictable situation is another peak contest.

"It's also the best of the five......"

Luo Feng's brow is slightly wrinkled, and the level of the sabre judged by both sides is the same. In this way, it will be the age of the treasure that determines the outcome.

Feeling the atmosphere in the hall of the trade union, the strong men of juding trade union and the hairless women of Heifeng trade union looked at each other with a wry smile.

Although both of them have judged the grade of the broken sabre, they are confused about the age of the sabre. There are many people who have outstanding eyesight. If they give a random number of years, they will only increase the laughingstock.

The strong man looked back at the direction of the private room and said:

"this appraisal meeting, juding Business League abstained."

"The black wind trade union also abstained."

The coquettish voice of the girded woman also sounded.

The voice fell and the two retreated to the edge of the jade platform.

"You say who will win this round." The strong man held his arms, looked at the figure of Li Chuanchang and Yang Waner, and asked.

"I don't know," she said with a wry smile. "I can only tell the age of this Dao is more than a hundred years. To get a more accurate answer, I must get the treasure to study carefully."

"I'm about the same. These two are really good. However, Yang Waner's quick conclusion is a bit reckless. It's time to observe more. After all, Dayang business alliance has lost one game. If it loses the appraisal meeting again, there is no hope for the position of the first business alliance. " The strong man frowned.

"Well."

The girl nodded slightly, and her eyes fell on Yang Waner. Suddenly, Dai Mei raised her head and whispered:

"what if the answer is right?"

Suck!

They took a breath of air-conditioner at the same time.

Two rest time, if you can accurately judge the level and age of a broken spirit soldier, it's terrible.

The focus of attention was on Li Chuanchang and Yang Waner. The two trade unions abstained at the same time, which did not cause a great sensation.

The ten rest time passed quickly. The chamber of Commerce in Nuo University was silent for a moment. The needles could be heard. Everyone stared and waited for the old man with silver hair to announce the result.

"Announce the result."

Li Chuanchang stood up with his head held high, confident of his answer.

The old man with silver hair breathed a little, picked up half of the blade, and said:

"this Sabre is a spirit soldier of the fifth grade. It was forged three hundred and three years ago by a powerful holy land."

"Three hundred and three years!"

As soon as the old man with silver hair said something, there was a sudden sound of inspiration in the hall of the trade union, and countless shocking sights were cast to the enchanting figure in the hall.

Yang Wan'er said just now that this Sabre has a history of 300 years and will last no more than five years. It is very close to the correct answer, or even no different.

"Impossible!"

Suddenly, a roar exploded in the hall. Li Chuanchang stared at half of the sabre and said firmly:

"this Sabre is made by the black Yuanjing mine. The spirit soldier made by the black Yuanjing mine will be dimmed after more than 200 years. Three hundred years later, the black Yuanjing mine will become the black Yuanjing mine and the spirit soldier will be broken. There is no sign that this Sabre has turned into black yuan crystal essence at all. It can't be more than 300 years old. "

The old man with silver hair frowned, and two sharp eyes projected out: "do you doubt my eyesight?"

Locked by his eyes, Li Chuanchang is like an icehouse, and his heart is pounding. This brings him back to his senses. At present, he is the master of the chamber of Commerce. He is not able to offend the strong man who is close to the sea of yuan. However, he is unwilling to admit defeat, and reluctantly says:

"I just say the doubts in my heart, so do all the people who must be present."

The old man with silver hair stared at Li Chuanchang and suddenly looked at Yang Wan'er and asked, "Yang Wan'er, can you tell him how you judged that this Sabre has a history of 300 years?"

"Yes."

Yang Wan'er smiled and nodded, a pair of eyes as charming as autumn water, glanced at Li Chuanchang lightly, red lips opened slightly:

"the black Yuanjing mine is exposed in the air, and it will become black Yuanjing three hundred years later, which is not wrong. But there are also special circumstances, such as when a spirit soldier falls into the water, the time will be greatly extended. "

Hearing this, Li Chuanchang's face trembled and his face turned gray.

Yang Wan'er continued:

"this broken Sabre has a cloud pattern on its fracture. If I don't see it wrong, it's the famous thousand cloud forging method a long time ago, which was created by the forging master Yunyou Sanren of Holy Land 300 years ago. The pattern of cloud stack of this Sabre is rough. It should be forged by the forging method of thousand cloud stack just created by the wandering scattered people. It's just three hundred years since wandering and scattering people created the forging method of thousand clouds