Chapter 776 In my dictionary, there is no word failure!
Duan Gang's questioning suddenly made Ye Fan the target of public criticism.
Before, Ye Fan had sworn that Sanqingling was garbage.
But now, under the protection of Sanqing Ling, Duan Gang is like a god Lingchen. Even the Desert Eagle's bullets cannot hurt him in the slightest.
Invisibly, he hit Ye Fan hard in the face.
Many guests looked at him with eyes full of gloating and sarcastically said:
"Tsk, tsk! This kid is really embarrassed! Don't show off, or you'll be struck by lightning if you show off!"
"Huh... Just now you were acting like a great coaxer, but then you didn't know anything about it, and you didn't even get the chance to carry Grandmaster Duan's shoes!"
"If I were him, I would just buy a piece of tofu and kill him!"
Hearing the ridicule, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear, his face was calm, and he did not make any rebuttal.
But his silence, in the eyes of everyone, was a sign of incomprehension.
On the other side, Duan Gang's brows were full of pride, and he turned around and said: "Butler Wu, since I don't like this piece of 'trash', then it should be left to me!"
Butler Wu pondered for a moment and said: "Of course it is! Grandmaster Duan, according to the previous bidding, this final lot was sold for 500 million Chinese coins!"
Hearing this, many wealthy businessmen in the audience felt sorry for themselves.
If they had known that the Sanqing Bell had the power to withstand bullets, they would have frantically bid for it even if they risked offending Duan Gang.
Once wealth has been accumulated to a certain level, continuing to do so will only be a superposition of numbers and will not lead to a qualitative improvement in life.
Wealth is not everything. Even if they are worth tens of billions, sometimes a cancer can kill these rich people.
Moreover, they are also the number one targets of kidnappers, and the amount of money spent on security alone every year is an astronomical amount.
Now, this Sanqing Bell can actually withstand bullets. Even if it costs half of one's net worth to replace it, I'm afraid many people are willing to do so.
It's a pity that this magical weapon has become Duan Gang's possession, and it's too late for others to regret it.
Duan Gang also felt happy.
He is a master of magic, and the "Xuan Bing Jin" he practices can cause terrifying lethality.
However, the magical powers and spells of this line lack the cultivation of the physical body, and are like the role of "mage" in online games.
Although his physical body is not considered weak, it is far inferior to the warriors who use their strength to prove the Tao. If he is assassinated at close range, his life may be in danger.
But now, the protective shield that comes with Sanqing Ling perfectly makes up for this shortcoming.
It can even be said that this is a magic weapon tailor-made for him!
Thinking of this, Duan Gang couldn't help bursting into laughter: "Ah ha ha ha... God is really helping me! With this magic weapon, my combat power can be improved to a higher level!"
Seeing his ecstatic look, Ye Fan in the audience suddenly got a look in his eyes and said contrary:
"Hmph! Why are you so happy? You got a piece of garbage and you really thought it was a treasure?"
…
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue changed their expressions and couldn't believe their ears.
They obviously didn't expect that Ye Fan would continue to provoke Duan Gang under such circumstances.
If there was a "Fancy Death Award", Ye Fan would probably be elected with an overwhelming number of votes.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
Suddenly, Duan Gang strode off the stage and walked up to Ye Fan. His eyes widened and he said sternly:
"You brat, don't take ignorance as your personality! My patience has its limits! Do you think I won't dare to do anything to you in the auction venue?"
As he spoke, a majestic pressure suddenly erupted from his body, crashing towards Ye Fan like a mountain bearing down on him. The sound of sonic booms could be heard in the air around him.
Even though they were at a certain distance, several guests around him could feel the horror and stepped back seven or eight meters for fear of being affected.
Grandmaster, you cannot be humiliated!
For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue was like a bowstring stretched to the full moon, and it would snap if there was even the slightest bit of stimulation.
However, under the pressure, Ye Fan remained calm and calm as usual. He looked at the Sanqing Bell in Duan Gang's hand and said word by word:
"This magical weapon indeed originated from the Tang Dynasty and has a history of thousands of years. It contains a protective formation sealed inside, which will activate itself when the owner is in danger!"
Hearing these words, Duan Gang's eyes became even more disdainful.
What Ye Fan said were all things he had verified before, but they were just hindsight, no different from nonsense!
"but--"
Suddenly, Ye Fan changed the subject, raised his tone a bit, and said decisively:
"In the past thousand years, the remaining spiritual power in the magic weapon has been lost like crazy and is almost exhausted! Even if the shield can be forcibly summoned, it is just a 'return of light'! According to my judgment, when it resisted the bullet just now, the Sanqing Bell was
Exhausting the last trace of spiritual power! Spending 500 million, just in exchange for one-time protection, isn't this kind of garbage rubbish?"
…
"What nonsense!"
Duan Gang scolded angrily, his face full of disbelief.
Everyone around them just thought Ye Fan was talking nonsense.
In their opinion, in terms of vision and experience, how can a young boy like Ye Fan, who has no family or sect, be better than the long-famous Grandmaster Duan?
What's more, the structure of this high-level magic weapon is very complicated.
With the naked eye alone, it can be seen that the spiritual power in the magic weapon has been exhausted. This is really unbelievable. It is unheard of and unseen by anyone.
Even a true master of weapon refining may not have such magical powers!
What everyone doesn’t know is that Ye Fan does not have that extraordinary vision, but he still has a helper——
Beichen Immortal Lord!
The secrets hidden in the Sanqing Bell were all told to him by Mr. Wei.
With Mr. Wei's eyesight, how could something go wrong?
Because of this, when Liu Yiyi wanted to take down the bell, Ye Fan would stop her with words, but who knew it would lead to such trouble!
However, Ye Fan has never been a person who is afraid of trouble!
The next moment, he looked at Duan Gang from a distance and said loudly: "If you don't believe it, you can ask the bodyguard to shoot you again! If these Sanqing Bells are still effective, I am willing to agree to any request you have.
If you want to kill me, you must do whatever you want! If not, you have to apologize to me for your rudeness just now!"
"oh?"
Duan Gang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, obviously a little surprised. He didn't expect that Mark would use his life as a bet.
"Okay! Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wish! I agree to this bet!"
Hearing this, Liu Yiyi, who had been silent before, changed her face. She quietly tugged at the corner of Ye Fan's clothes and said worriedly: "Xiao Fan, are you really so sure? What if the bell is really still effective?
if--"
Before she finished her sentence, Ye Fan interrupted: "Don't worry, Yiyi, there is no word failure in my dictionary!"
His voice is decisive, sonorous and powerful, and he has full confidence in himself.
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"Hmph...what a loud tone!"
Duan Gang sneered, turned to look at the bodyguard, and said loudly: "You, shoot me again!"
"yes!"
The bodyguard nodded, held the gun in both hands, pointed the black muzzle at Duan Gang's eyebrows again, and then suddenly pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
Silver bullets, accompanied by tongues of flame, passed through the barrel of the gun and shot out.
For some reason, although the shield in front of him was still shining brightly, Duan Gang's heart was greatly shaken, and he had a strong ominous premonition for no reason, as if the god of death had raised a sickle and pressed it against his neck.
At this moment, the bullet had touched the golden shield.
In the blink of an eye, visions suddenly appeared.
The shield that was so solid just now was like tofu this time, shattering at the touch of a finger, its brilliance dimming instantly and disappearing without a trace.
"Kacha!"
Immediately afterwards, the Sanqing Bell in Duan Gang's hand also shattered, and the bell completely fell apart and turned into powder.
In this way, Duan Gang's body was completely exposed to the bullet.
Even if the bullet's speed is slowed down by the shield, it still has fatal lethality.
At the critical moment, Duan Gang bit the tip of his tongue, consumed his essence and blood, and shouted:
"Xuanbing Divine Armor!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body was suddenly covered with a layer of ice crystals, which was more than ten centimeters thick, like a huge silkworm chrysalis, completely wrapping his body inside.
"boom!"
The bullet hit the ice crystal, like a crushing drill bit, moving forward until it was cast away.
Finally, the bullet finally stopped just a hair away from Duan Gang's eyebrows.