Not understanding Qing Yuan's superior demeanor, Ding Yuan was already ready to start cutting the stone.
At this moment, everyone was holding their breath in their minds, fearing that they would miss every detail, knowing that this was something that was only auctioned off for 10,000 spirit stones, the value within was feared to be incalculable.
Satisfied with the expressions of the crowd, Ding Yuan utilized all his strength, and with a loud shout, he chopped towards the original stone.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the stone skin shattered all over the place, and some of the stone skin even shot into the faces of the bystanders.
From this point of view, it was clear that the difference between Ding Yuan and Chen Fan was not even a fraction of a star.
Not only the control of power, but also... Gambling.
As the smoke cleared, everyone was baffled.
"Huh? Where are the spirit stones?"
Along with the first unbelievable voice, everyone pulled their necks to look towards the direction of the original stone, which was gray, it was just an ordinary stone...
"Impossible, 10,000 spirit stones to sell back a big stone?"
At this moment, Ding Yuan only felt the sky spinning, with unbelievable color in his eyes, he split the big stone in front of him into pieces, not to mention the spirit stone, he didn't even see a single hair.
Disheveled sitting on the ground, Ding Yuan once again cried his nose, incomparable misery, hearers sad, seeers tears.
Ten thousand spirit stones to buy a stone this matter, I am afraid that less than tomorrow will spread throughout the entire Qingyang City, the Ding family will also become the laughing stock of everyone, then Ding Yuan home, I am afraid that it is not going to be peeled a layer of skin.
With a reserved smile on his face, Chen Fan slowly walked to Ding Yuan's side, and took out from his pocket the note that the other party had desperately asked for before and waved it in front of Ding Yuan's eyes.
"So Young Master Ding, isn't it time to honor your promise?"
Ding Yuan noticed Chen Fan's eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, he pointed at him and yelled, "It's you, you grabbed that piece of raw stone first, why are you punking me!"
Today's Ding Yuan was simply hysterical, like a child who was robbed of his toy.
On the contrary, Chen Fa, the corners of his mouth still wore a faint smile, as if he was still seriously tilting his head and thinking for a while before saying, "Is that so? Maybe I looked away..."
This statement caused everyone to roar with laughter, who couldn't see nowadays that Chen Fan was pitting Ding Yuan, but at the same time, there were some deep-minded people who felt fear from Chen Fan's performance.
Thinking back to the previous scene, what Chen Fan did was simply seamless, playing everyone in the palm of his hand, this means, simply sensational.
The most gloomy person in the crowd was probably the hunchbacked old man, in fact, only he, Qing Yuan, and Chen Fan were considered to be the only three people present who had a clear mind and eye, and he was naturally very clear about Chen Fan's actions.
Sighing, he secretly said that he was afraid that he had met a formidable enemy, and what was even more terrifying than a formidable enemy was that how old was Chen Fan?
Sixteen years old!
The space for future growth was simply unlimited.
Looking at the note in Chen Fan's hand, Ding Yuan finally reluctantly handed over the lower grade spiritual treasure long sword, while watching Chen Fan put the spiritual treasure that originally belonged to him into the storage bag that originally belonged to him...
Looking at the vicissitudes of Ding Yuan's back as he was leaving, Chen Fan said quietly, "Welcome Ding Da Shao to continue to gamble with Chen Mou when he is free, I will tell you what I am missing."
In the distance, Ding Yuan stumbled and ran away as if he was fleeing.
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