Volume 1_Chapter 47 Master Xu Bids for the Auction of Swinging a Sword and Beheading a Horse

"teacher."

Li Zheng hurriedly helped the one-eyed old man.

The one-eyed old man didn't care about hitting his head on the floor, he stood up with all his strength, and looked at the figure holding the sword.

Suddenly, the picture became blurred.

The martial arts aura in the picture of holding a sword seems to be distorted.

He can't feel it anymore.

But the picture of holding a sword is more natural than before. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is unprecedentedly shocking.

So reversed.

It made the one-eyed old man understand that the picture of the green shirt and the sword was completely created by Chu Linguang.

It has nothing to do with Ye Chen.

Thinking of this, the one-eyed old man became short of breath.

Looking at Chu Linguang's figure, he wished he could gnash his steel teeth, then couldn't stay still, turned around and ran out of the box.

Li Zheng looked around at the crowd, and finally rolled up the picture of holding a sword rudely, and ran out of the box.

"Although it wasn't drawn by Ye Chen, this picture of holding a sword is really shocking. It is a rare master work once in a hundred years. Don't break it."

Seeing the picture of Li Zheng rolling up his sword in a rude manner, Du Yuan was very distressed after seeing it.

"You actually asked me to spend 200 million yuan to photograph the work of Marven Ye's former brother-in-law."

Li Zheng's face was gloomy.

The one-eyed old man didn't speak, but kept staring at the picture of holding a sword, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt blurred. What kind of martial arts book, what surging aura seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

"Can you still rely on this painting to become a great master?"

Li Zheng asked.

"I will find a way to make up for today's loss."

The one-eyed old man lowered his head.

Even if he could feel the aura of martial arts from the picture of holding a sword at this moment, if he realized something, he would not dare to practice.

What if you go crazy.

"The baby to be photographed next is also a painting, an unexpected painting."

The voice of the auctioneer sounded again.

"This painting is from Teacher Huangshanhu.

The work is called, Slashing the Sword and Slashing the Horse Picture!

Let's watch it first, it's in the auction! "

Soon after swiping the sword to cut the horse figure, he appeared on the stage.

The spotlight is on.

At this moment, countless people held their breath.

Curator Du Yuanzhao and others in the box all stood up.

When they saw the picture of swinging the sword and cutting the horse clearly, they couldn't help but gasp.

"This... is the work of Huangshan Lake?"

Du Yuan was dumbfounded, his eyes full of shock, the picture of wielding a sword and cutting a horse in front of him was even more vivid than Chu Linguang's picture of wielding a sword.

"He was able to make this painting?"

Curator Zhao was also shocked.

"Compared to Master Chu's painting of wielding a sword, this painting is even worse."

Curator Li sighed.

"Huangshan Lake was forced to rush, so the inspiration exploded, and this painting was created?"

Curator Qian didn't know what to do for a while.

"I don't know if he is willing to give this painting to us for exhibition."

Curator Sun began to regret it.

They have all dedicated their lives to art. Seeing these paintings, they are all refreshed and can't help but want to worship.

"how so?"

Chu Linguang also looked confused.

When he heard the picture of wielding a sword and cutting a horse, he thought it was just the same name.

When the scroll was unfolded, he realized something was wrong.

This is not the picture of wielding a sword and cutting a horse that he just made last night, but whose is it?

After thinking about it carefully, Chu Linguang understood what was going on. The painter who was restless last night turned out to be Huangshanhu himself.

"A mountain is higher than a mountain."

Seeing Chu Linguang's bewildered expression, Xu Rushuang sighed.

"Unexpectedly, Teacher Huang's level has reached this level."

Master Xu smiled sincerely.

Chu Linguang was trampled on, and his suppressed mood for a long time was finally released.

"Treasure map, treasure map, treasure map, another treasure map, no... this is not a treasure map of the same level, take it, take it!"

In the opposite van, there was a one-eyed old man with depressed mood and his head bowed.

Look up.

The body froze directly.

Observing carefully, I couldn't help being excited all over, sweeping away all the previous haze, and was so excited that I was incoherent.

"this painting……"

Li Zheng looked at the picture of cutting a horse, and felt an unusual aura, and his eyes couldn't stop being shocked.

It's just that he just fell down before, so he was much more cautious this time.

"Take it, if it's not enough, use my money!"

The one-eyed old man was so excited that he couldn't express it.

"I offer 100 million!"

Hearing this, Li Zheng shouted directly.

"Hahaha, Young Master Li, I haven't made an offer yet! But your price is just the starting price of this painting!" the auctioneer laughed.

"Young Master Li just took a picture of wielding a sword, so give me this picture of cutting a horse! I'll give you 150 million!"

Hu Daofa stood up and said.

Wang Yaorong stared at the picture of cutting a horse, couldn't help but quickly checked the balance of the bank card and the total amount of funds that could be moved, and couldn't help shouting: "180 million!"

This is his ultimate.

"Mr. Huang, the starting bid for your picture of beheading a horse was 100 million, and now it has been auctioned for 180 million."

Lin Kunquan said excitedly.

He came with Chen Rong.

He and Chen Rong were not happy seeing the picture of holding a sword being photographed for 200 million yuan, especially Chen Rong, who regretted it too much.

At this moment, seeing the picture of a cut horse in Huangshan Lake, with a starting price of 100 million yuan, she felt a little bright.

"This picture of slashing a horse with a sword is the condensed effort of my whole life. How can it be compared with the work of a boy."

Huangshan Lake self-guided road.

"As soon as today is over, the curator Du Yuan, Zhao Qian, Sun and Li Si will regret it too much, and rush to show their love first."

Li Minghao also felt elated.

It seems that the picture of swinging a sword and cutting a horse was created by him.

"Two hundred million!"

Li Zheng snorted coldly.

Wang Yaorong sat back again.

In terms of strength, how could he, a real estate developer in Zhangchuan City, compare to someone from the Li family in the provincial capital.

"Two hundred and ten million!"

Hu Daofa became more dignified.

Li Zheng's attitude seemed determined to win.

"This is a real masterpiece."

Master Xu carefully observed the picture of cutting a horse.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Two hundred and thirty million!"

The strength of the Xu family is much stronger than that of Wang Yaorong, but this number is also very large for Mr. Xu, and he really wants to give it a go.

Li Zheng looked over at once.

Then he said: "Two hundred and fifty million!"

The more people robbed, the more extraordinary he felt the painting was.

"My low price is 300 million. If Young Master Li can exceed this price, I will quit."

Thinking of Li Zheng's previous behavior, Hu Daofa became a little happier.

"It's easy to say, this painting is very important to our Li family. Thanks to Mr. Hu for making it happen, I will pay 310 million."

Li Zheng cupped his fists, satisfied.

"Three hundred and twenty million!"

However, Master Xu's voice sounded again.

"grandfather!"

Xu Rushuang was surprised, she never expected that grandpa would charge such a high price.

"If Mr. Xu wants such a painting, I can draw one for you."

Chu Linguang laughed.

"How can you draw such a work at your level?"

Master Xu looked disdainful.