"Holy shit, I always thought that splitting a hair with a blow was just a fantasy from martial arts novels, but it turns out to be real!"
Lin Yiming stared at the big screen, his eyes rounded with astonishment.
"I'm taking this dagger, don't compete with me!"
Tang Luo looked at the dagger in the auctioneer's hands and slowly spoke.
"Hmm?"
Lin Yiming was taken aback and turned to look at Tang Luo.
Just now, with so many auction items, this guy seemed to have no interest at all.
But now, he actually said something like this!
"This Divine Weapon starts at fifteen million, with each bid increasing by one million!"
The auctioneer held the dagger and shouted loudly.
"Sixteen million!"
No sooner had the auctioneer's voice fallen than someone eagerly shouted out a price.
Most of the attendees at the auction were men!
Every man has, more or less, a martial arts dream!
