Chapter 638: The New Master of the Zhanlu Sword
Even people who know nothing about cold weapons should have heard of the name of the Zhanlu Sword.

This sword is as famous as the other four swords, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang and Juque, all of which were made by Ou Yezi, a master swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Moreover, this Zhanlu sword is ranked first among the five famous swords, and its value is simply inestimable.

Those who had just laughed at Ye Feng for being cheated were now so shocked that they were speechless.

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

Because a famous sword like this, both its craftsmanship value and the historical and cultural value behind it are difficult to estimate, and can even be said to be priceless.

Just now I was laughing at them and calling them fools, but I didn't expect that they were the real fools.

The rich second generation had just laughed the loudest, but the sneer suddenly froze on his face and he immediately became serious, "Sir, if this sword is really the Zhanlu Sword, I am willing to pay 500 million to buy it."

The middle-aged man glanced at him with disdain and said, "Not for sale."

The rich second generation still refused to give up, "One billion."

Everyone around couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, this guy is really rich, he is willing to pay 1 billion?

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

For this magical weapon, one billion is not a lot!
But the middle-aged man still looked down on it and said, "Even if you offer me 10 billion, I won't sell it to you."

The second-generation rich man was confused, "Why? He offered 200 million and you sold it. I offered more than him, so why can't you sell it to me?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the rag sign and asked, "What does it say?"

"We don't sell to foreigners or laymen, we only sell to those who are destined to meet us."

The second-generation rich man immediately read it out loud, "I think I completely fit the bill. I'm Chinese, of course not a foreigner. And my family is so rich, how could I be an ordinary person? I came all the way here, and I met you here, isn't that a destiny?"

The middle-aged man showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, "There is another one, which is only sold to warriors."

The rich second generation was a little annoyed, "How can there be such a rule?"

"I just added it."

The middle-aged man had a mischievous smile on his face.

"you……"

Seeing that he couldn't make sense with him, the rich second generation had to turn his head and look at Ye Feng, "My friend, since you have already bought this sword, then this sword is yours. Please name a price, how much are you willing to sell it for?"

Ye Feng imitated the middle-aged man and glanced at him with disdain, "If you can pull it out, I won't charge you a penny and will give it to you for free."

"I……"

The rich second generation wanted to curse. If he could pull it out, he would have done it just now. This guy was obviously mocking him.

"If you don't accept my toast, then I'll have to drink the wine for punishment. This young master has taken a fancy to this sword, and you have to sell it today, whether you want to or not."

The rich second generation was too lazy to talk any more and just winked at the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards immediately understood and went to get an electric drill and a pickaxe, ready to break the bluestone bricks and take out the sword.

The middle-aged man was immediately furious and rushed forward. The two bodyguards had been on guard against him and immediately dropped their tools and kicked forward together.

But when the two kicked each other, they suddenly realized that their power was like a drop of water falling into the sea, without even causing a ripple.

The two were horrified and realized they had encountered a master, so they retreated immediately.

But the middle-aged man didn't give the two men any chance. He grabbed one of their legs with one hand and swung it into the air.

Then he leaped up and kicked the two men away with a series of clean kicks. They fell heavily to the ground and were unable to get up for a long time.

The rich second generation was so frightened that his legs immediately went weak.

These two bodyguards were hired from abroad at a huge expense by the family, and they even protected some high-ranking foreign officials.

I didn't expect that I would be so vulnerable in front of this middle-aged man.

The strength of this middle-aged man is simply unbelievable.

From this, we can imagine that Ye Feng, who was able to escape from his hands just now, is also very powerful and should not be underestimated.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here."

The middle-aged man glanced at him coldly.

The rich second generation didn't dare to stay any longer and hurriedly ran away.

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, turned around and handed a note to Ye Feng.

"Little brother, just transfer the money to this account later. If... I can come back alive, I will definitely come to have a drink with you."

After saying that, he patted Ye Feng's arm, turned around and strode away.

Everyone present was staring at this scene in a daze. Just... leaving? Are they so relieved?
The two of them didn't even know each other's names. What if the other party took the sword away but didn't transfer the money to him?
This is two hundred million!
It is enough to make many people go against their conscience and do anything.

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

Because such a large transfer required communication with the bank, he was too lazy to ask more questions.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao then came over in surprise, "Is this...really the Zhanlu Sword? I can actually see the legendary sword with my own eyes? It's really amazing."

Not only her, but even the onlookers looked at Ye Feng with complicated eyes.

This kid is so lucky.

They had previously mocked the other party for spending 200 million to buy a broken sword, saying it was a very stupid act.

Unexpectedly, such a fool would have such good luck. He actually got a huge bargain and bought the legendary Zhanlu Sword.

Now they can only envy.

Ye Feng also stared at the ancient and majestic hilt with burning eyes. He never expected that one day he would become the owner of the Zhanlu Sword.

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoqiao said depressedly: "But how do we pull out this sword?"

(End of this chapter)