Super Treasure Hunter

Huang Lang's request was actually to transfer back the money he had bought Qingfeng Stone.

Moreover, this method is indeed more novel. Let the sword-buying double peaks determine the outcome of the game. From a certain perspective, it can make the sword-buyers think that the money is comfortable, and it can also make them think that they are also the same. Participants in the field competition.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone. Not only does the sword buyer have a different experience, but also the sword can be bought at a good price.

Moreover, Huang Lang believes that with his reputation in Hezhou, Xi Niu, this sword that has just been cast will surely be able to pull back the money he had purchased for Qingfeng Stone.

Although he didn't know what Xiao Jiujiu was in Huang Lang's mind, he didn't oppose it either. It didn't matter to the middle of the week what kind of format the game was used, the most important thing was the result.

As long as you win the game, it doesn't matter what the process is.

"I have no problem, you can do whatever you want, and I will accompany you at any time."

Zhou Zhong replied in a listless, careless manner.

He has closed his eyes here for more than an hour, just to wait for Huang Lang to finish his sword. Right now in the middle of the week, he just wants to finish the test as soon as possible, and then get the final place.

Looking at Zhou Zhong's lack of energy, Huang Lang thought that Zhou Zhong was caused by the stamina that was consumed to cast swords and was already mental. I don't know that Zhou Zhong was so impatient to wait.

"In that case, the two of you will quote a price."

The people of the Bahuangzong don’t want to waste too much time. If they follow the normal process, they are now going back home to prepare for the competition for those applicants, but now they should be delayed because of Huang Lang and the two people in the middle of the week. Long time.

Huang Lang took the lead and directly quoted one hundred million. Huang Lang spent 70 million to collect the Qingfeng Stone, plus the manpower for sword-making and the piece of black shining iron. All these add up to a cost of seven thousand five hundred. One million is enough, this Huang Lang is one hundred million when he speaks, and it is indeed black enough.

Relying on such a sword, not only made enough fame, but also made money. It really kills two birds with one stone.

Although Huang Lang's offer is high, in the eyes of those big families, that little money is still taken out, and it is absolutely worthwhile for them to buy a satisfactory weapon with only money.

Therefore, although Huang Lang's offer is very unkind, there are still many people rushing to buy.

It was originally a midweek match with Huang Lang, but now it turned into an auction to **** the sword made by Huang Lang.

The price of one hundred million was quickly raised to half, but the competition is still fierce.

Huang Lang snickered in his heart at this time. He originally thought that earning 20 million would be enough, but he didn't expect this to make him earn a lot of money.

However, seeing that these people are so eager for the weapons he forged, Huang Lang rolled his eyes and picked up the forged sword and danced in front of everyone.

"Everyone, this sword was made by me in order to win the game. It cost me a lot of effort. I am afraid that I will be asked to build the same weapon. I will never be able to do this. Enchanting, I dare not call it an artifact, but it's definitely not bad."

"Since it has a double enchantment, I named it Ssangyong, and I think everyone is really unbearable to fight like this. Why not, I will fix the price for it, who can be the first to accept the price of 200 million yuan? Who is the owner of this Ssangyong."

The price of Huang Lang at this time has soared to 160 million, which has exceeded double the cost price. However, in order to make more money, Huang Lang directly raised the price to 200 million, and he also looked hypocritical. Said it was for their good.

The price of 200 million has indeed exceeded the original value of the Ssangyong, but there are still people who are still thinking about the Ssangyong. Just when everyone is hesitant to win the Ssangyong at a price of 200 million, a pot belly in the audience The middle-aged man raised his hand and expressed his willingness to spend 200 million to buy Ssangyong.

Huang Lang's Ssangyong already had a buyer, and now it was his turn to sell his weapon in the middle of the week.

It's just that everyone is not particularly interested in the weapons in the middle of the week. They think that the weapons in the middle of the week are ordinary, and they don't see the weapons in the middle of the week. Such a weapon is really unnecessary.

But in the middle of the week, they didn't care about these people's thoughts. The weapons they refined were definitely a hundred times greater than Huang Lang's Huanglong. These people had no vision, so they could only blame them for not having this luck.

"My sword is called Three Cannons, and if anyone is interested, I will make a price. If I feel it is suitable, I will sell it."

The words in the middle of the week are so casual, he will buy whoever bid the right price, but in the heart of the middle of the week, the three guns already have his price.

No one cares about the Three Cannons in the middle of the week, and no one wants to spend money to buy a handful of garbage that is about to be cut off.

This is not just a simple matter of spending money, it is mainly because whoever is willing to spend money to buy this sword already shows that the person has no vision, even if he has money, he does not want to be treated like this.

The scene that was still hot before suddenly became a bit embarrassing, but in the middle of the week, he didn't care, because he just took three cannons and competed with the fat man who bought Ssangyong just now.

"My little friend, I want to research and study your three guns. I'm willing to pay five million. If you think it is suitable, you will sell it to me. I don't know what you want?"

I thought that no one would buy the three cannons in the middle of the week, but I didn't expect that at this time someone would be willing to pay for it.

Five million and Ssangyong's 200 million must be considered a little bit of fur, but no one thinks that the three shots cast in the middle of the week are worth this price.

But when the bidder turned out to be Elder Chen of the Eight Desolation Sect, everyone shut their mouths.

Elder Chen is the intention of several elders of the Eight Desolate Sect who are specifically responsible for refining weapons. Since he has taken a fancy to the weapons in the middle of the week, it means that the three guns in the middle of the week are not useless.

What everyone didn't expect was that Zhou Zhong shook his head astonishingly, and stretched out a finger towards Elder Chen.

"This little friend, do you want to buy me three cannons for ten million?"

Elder Chen didn't expect that the price of five million for the three guns that no one cares about would be pretty good, but he was still not satisfied in the middle of the week, and he wanted to sell it to himself for ten million.

Ten million is nothing to say to an elder of the Eight Desolate Sect, and this elder Chen is also a refiner, this little money has seen drizzle on his veterans.

"Yes, then ten million, I want you three shots."

Just when everyone thought that the lion spoke in midweek, they didn't expect to shake their heads again in midweek and say something that shocked them.

"I mean a hundred times!"