Chapter 197： 197 out of the sheath!

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[Qianyuan]?

Everyone at the scene was confused. Deng Yuanyang frowned for the first time: "Young man, I admit that I have limited eyesight, and I don't have a deep understanding of bronze, but in the late Shang Dynasty, there was no short...dagger named Qianyuan."

"Mr. Deng, to be precise, this is not a dagger, but a dagger blade." Yang Ning pointed to [Qianyuan]'s blade and explained: "Look at its blade, it's a back knife, and Not the sharp tip of a dagger."

"This is not the point. The issue we are discussing is the origin of the dagger... you say it is [Qianyuan], but there is no record of this in the history book. Of course, I am referring to the official history." Deng Yuanyang was very Affirmed.

"Mr. Deng, it seems that you are in a hurry, can't you wait for the young man to finish talking?" Ji Mingchun frowned.

"I just asked everyone's doubts, President Ji, dare you say you don't want to know?" Deng Yuanyang was a little unhappy.

"Think, but I won't deliberately interrupt other people's thoughts while others are talking." Ji Mingchun focused on the intentional words to emphasize the tone.

He said this, Mr. Long and the 12 judges frowned slightly, which made Deng Yuanyang even more annoyed and was about to speak. Mr. Long waved his hand: "Well, Mr. Deng is right, we really want to know Presumably, Mr. Deng is also concerned about chaos, not intentionally."

"Mr. Long knows my heart." Deng Yuanyang secretly patted the horse fart.

Ji Mingchun froze, of course he knew what Deng Yuanyang jumped out of because he was too big now, and no one could be sure what would happen next, but everyone knew, once Yang Ning gave a convincing The explanation, then this time the contest will let him enter the next round without suspense, it is no wonder that Deng Yuanyang will not sit still.

"Actually, I am also curious. Why do you see its origin at a glance? To know, the identification of a bronze often requires a large amount of historical book information, and even many of the materials are hidden by the official snow, and will not flow into the folk. Mr. Long asked.

"It is also possible that this [Qianyuan] was not known at the time and later generations." A judge said.

"If [Qianyuan] is not well-known, it will naturally not be recorded in the history books, then I am curious, why do people know it, but he recognized it at a glance?" Some judges also said so.

"I want to see it again." Yang Ning looked at the dagger.

"Yes." Mr. Long nodded and said to several judges around him who were looking at [Qianyuan]: "Here."

Yang Ning took the dagger and looked carefully. He was not nervous, nor did he have any pressure, because he had a way to silence the people present. He did nothing but brewing.

No one disturbed Yang Ning, let him look left and right, after all, this bronze can be reproduced, and Yang Ning also has a part of the credit.

"I don't think it should be a famous weapon. There are no inscriptions on the blade." Deng Yuanyang suddenly said.

He said this, and immediately attracted the approval of some judges. The inscription is a symbol of the famous weapon. There is no inscription, indicating that the founder did not make it with heart. Just like the ordinary weapon, this level is only sealed for thousands of years. It can be regarded as antique, but it is not enough to match the word "Qianyuan".

Therefore, many judges gradually questioned Yang Ning, and even the three judges who initially supported Yang Ning had some turbulence in their hearts.

"Actually, there is a very simple way to prove whether it is [Qianyuan]." Yang Ning suddenly smiled.

"What way?" Mr. Long is undoubtedly the most nervous person on the field.

"That's...pull!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ning's eyes flashed, and the power of holding the blade handle suddenly increased.

Qiang!

The surroundings were not noisy. Yang Ning's words just succeeded in attracting these people's attention and holding them to hold their breath, so this beautiful and crisp sound fell into the ears of everyone present.

"Incredible, so incredible, what did I just hear? This is the only sound of the weapon that appears in the movie!" Many judges were shocked.

Even Mr. Long, looking at the blade in Yang Ning's hands, looked a little dazed, let alone others.

This is a dagger with a cold light. The blade is completely different from the previous one. It is green and free of any rust stains. It has been unexpectedly dusty for three thousand years.

"Look, that...it seems...is... an inscription?" The sharp-eyed judge suddenly shouted, and immediately made everyone recover. At this moment, everyone looked at the dagger in Yang Ning's hands, and his eyes became extremely hot.

"let me see!"

Ji Mingchun is the closest to Yang Ning and may be a little emotional. He will immediately take the dagger from Yang Ning.

"Mr. Ji, be careful!" To be honest, Yang Ning really didn't guard against this. Seeing that Ji Mingchun's hand was about to come over, he seemed to remember something and immediately released the blade handle.

Zi...

The dagger fell down, leaving a dazzling green light in the air. Soon, under the unbelievable eyes of others, it penetrated a full ten centimeter tabletop, as if tofu was cut easily, without even a little hindrance. And the sound made is also unusually small, like a mosquito screaming, until the blade handle is caught by the tabletop and then stops falling.

Seeing this scene, not only Ji Mingchun, who turned green, but also Mr. Long and others, were breathing a sigh of relief.

"It's sharp!" Mr. Long couldn't help but praise: "Blowing hair and cutting hair, cutting iron like mud, should this be the case?"

At this time, a judge’s cell phone rang, and he hurriedly answered. After a while, he immediately looked down at Yang Ning: "Boy, Minister Xie asked me to say thank you to you, and at the same time, I hope you can talk about it in detail. This dagger... the origin of the dagger."

At this moment, no one will doubt whether this dagger is a famous weapon. It is worthy of the word "Qianyuan". Yang Ning grabbed the blade handle and pulled up [Qianyuan] almost without hindrance.

"I don't want to explain why I know it is called "Qianyuan", which is related to my master." Yang Ning calmly said.

"Row."

Mr. Long nodded, no one on the scene would doubt that Yang Ning had a master, because this is nonsense. With a 17- or 18-year-old young man, even from the mother’s birth, it is impossible to learn this by himself. This is simply It's a fantasy of night. The only possibility is that there is nothing less than the guidance of a famous teacher, and it's still a hands-on teaching.

"Besides, my master has made three orders and five applications to prevent me from revealing about him, and please don't ask me." Yang Ning added.

Mr. Long was hesitant, but it was only a momentary thing. Compared with these red tapes, he cares more about the origin of Qian Qian.

"Yes." Mr. Long nodded again.

"Tell us about it." Wu Qing smiled. At this moment, both he and Deng Yuanyang knew that Tie Ding was out. They were compared with bronze wares alone, not to mention a famous inscription?

"Tibetan sword, tibetan sword, [Qianyuan] is taken from Qianlong Zaiyuan, its moral is to paralyze the enemy with appearances, ready to wait for the opportunity, when the sword is out of the sheath, it will be its most powerful. At the same time, it is also the most dangerous time." Yang Ning said slowly.