Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 160 First Round

Hearing the host's words, several treasure hunters quickly took out their magnifying glasses and rushed towards the showcase, fearing that others would seize the opportunity.

"Hehe, a bunch of trash!" Lin Mo gave those people a cold look, and then took out a mirror the size of a cat's eye from his pocket.

"Huh, Miwei mirror?" Looking at the mirror, Wang Xiaohu let out a light snort. As a professional appraiser, he naturally knew what Lin Mo was holding.

Ordinary magnifying glasses can only magnify three times or five times, or even ten times is already the limit, but this secret micromirror can magnify a hundred times, which can be called a mobile microscope. Only a rich kid like Lin Mo would be willing to spend a lot of money on this kind of thing.

"Hehe, good eyesight!" Lin Mo looked at Wang Xiaohu arrogantly: "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapon. How can you rubbish compare with rmb players like Ben Shao!"

"It's a good thing, but how effective it is, you have to divide it up!"

Wang Xiaohu spread his hands and smiled lightly: "Please!"

"Cut, I'll see if you're still smiling!"

Lin Mo gave Wang Xiaohu a cold look, walked up to the showcase, and began to study it carefully with a small mirror. The other eight treasure hunters did the same, and some even climbed onto the showcase, for fear of missing any details. .

Wang Xiaohu stretched his waist, walked to a display cabinet, and put his hands on the glass outside.

"This distance, can't it be sucked out? It's a pity!"

Wang Xiaohu shook his head, and immediately walked to another showcase.

Through the glass cover, although his divine eyes could detect whether there was spiritual energy in it, he couldn't suck it out, but Wang Xiaohu felt relieved after thinking about it.

Any antique is of extraordinary value, if so many people touch it casually, it will inevitably be damaged.

"Crack!" Wang Xiaohu patted the showcase lightly, turned his head and left.Soon, he took pictures of all five showcases, and Wang Xiaohu returned to the sofa covering his mouth.

"This kid... what is he doing?"

"Did he give up? He just glanced at it and went back!"

Seeing Wang Xiaohu's movements, the rest of the treasure hunters all looked dull, completely unable to understand what he was doing.

"Cut, playing tricks!" Lin Mo snorted coldly, lowered his head and continued to immerse himself in the research of appraising treasures.

About ten minutes later, the host's voice sounded again: "The first round is over, please write down the appraisal results on paper!"

"Damn it, is it true or not!"

Hearing the host's voice, the treasure hunters reluctantly walked out of the showcase one by one.

"Hehe, I'm sure I'll win this time!"

Lin Mo's face was slightly smug. Through the secret micro-mirror, he could see the five antiques clearly. Compared with other people, he was a little more sure in his heart.

"Hulu, Hulu!" Several people walked out of the exhibition area, and found that Wang Xiaohu was lying on the sofa, drooling and sleeping soundly.

"I'll go, this guy's heart is too big! He's just here to play!"

"This can fall asleep, what a joke, if this can make him win, it is really unreasonable!"

Everyone looked at Wang Xiaohu with disdain. In their eyes, Wang Xiaohu had already given up hope.

"Hehe!" Seeing Wang Xiaohu's appearance, Lin Mo was instantly happy. He glanced at the crowd and said with a half-smile: "Everyone, you probably don't know who he is yet!"

"Well, Young Master Lin, do you know this kid?"

Several treasure hunters looked at Lin Mo curiously.

"Naturally, this one in front of me is still a big celebrity?"

The corner of Lin Mo's mouth curled up into a gloomy coldness. If Wang Xiaohu, the treasure appraising master, could not even pass the first round, he would become a joke in the whole Baihe City treasure appraising circle in an instant. This is the truth of the saying that the higher you stand, the harder you fall .

He just wants to hold Wang Xiaohu high, and then when the result is announced later, he can humiliate him better.

"He is Wang Xiaohu, the youngest treasure-appreciating master in the legendary Zhongxia, and a rising star in the treasure-appreciating world!"

Lin Mo revealed Wang Xiaohu's identity with a slight sarcasm.

"What? He is the Master of Appreciating Treasures, Young Master Lin, are you kidding me!"

Looking at Wang Xiaohu, the elder of Halaliu Zila, everyone's faces twitched slightly: "Just like this, how can you still be a master?"

"No, I've heard that Wang Xiaohu is very young, but this is too young!"

"By the way, what the hell was this kid doing just now? He seemed to be sleeping from the beginning to the end!"

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Lin Mo was even more satisfied. He shook his head and said, "You don't understand that! He is a master of appreciating treasures, how can we, cats and dogs, compare to him? Half an hour is much stronger!"

"Huh?" Hearing Lin Mo's words, the faces of several people instantly pulled down, staring angrily at the sleeping Wang Xiaohu.

Thinking of Wang Xiaohu's idyllic appearance, looking at their observations as if they were walking on thin ice, isn't it just a naked mockery!
"Hmph, so what if the treasure appraiser is a master? I don't believe he can beat me with just a glance!"

"That's right, master can't be so arrogant!"

Seeing them gnashing their teeth one by one, Lin Mo added fuel to the fire: "I'm a master, but your realm is understandable!"

"My brother, Master, what a fart, I think he is a clown!"

"That is, if he can win, I will kneel down and call him grandpa!"

"Huh? Why is it so noisy?" Hearing the noisy noise, Wang Xiaohu opened his sleepy eyes: "Hey, why are you all looking at me like that!"

Looking at those red eyes, Wang Xiaohu couldn't help shrinking his neck.

"Hmph, Master Wang, right? Just wait for me!"

"Arrogant, if you can't win, I will let the whole Baihe City know how 'powerful you are!'"

Lin Mo squinted at Wang Xiaohu and smiled coldly, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Please fill in your identification results!"

At this time, a staff member came and handed everyone a question board.

"Boy, you are dead!"

Lin Mo glared at Wang Xiaohu coldly, reached out and grabbed the question board and began to write.

Soon, all the identification results were collected, and the host on the rostrum took the microphone and said loudly: "Now announce the winner of the first round. Those whose names have been called, please come forward!"

"In the first group, Chen Yunfeng wins! In the second group, Zhang Chulan wins, in the third group...Li Rao Nian wins in the sixth group, in the seventh group...!"

Hearing the host mention his own group, Lin Mo cast a disdainful glance at Wang Xiaohu. He brushed his hair, raised his neck 45, and unconsciously took a step forward.

"Look, Young Master Lin is sure to win!"

"That's right, what kind of bullshit master, with his attitude, if he can win, he will be damned!"

"The seventh group...!" Several people held their breaths. Although Lin Mo had a high chance of winning, what if a miracle happened?

"Wang Xiaohu wins!" For an instant, Lin Mo stood there blankly as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt. He raised half of his foot and neither moved forward nor retracted, appearing extremely embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)