Fang Yu couldn't be sure if it was dragon blood, but the sacred power emanating from the liquid in the glass bottle was real.

"This is the so-called dragon blood? There is no special point at all!"

"Isn't it just a golden liquid...you can make it with just a little gold?"

"I feel my IQ has been insulted..."

The surrounding crowd made waves of doubts.

They are just mortals, unable to sense the so-called sacred power, and can only be observed with the naked eye.

At this moment, the small glass bottle in Miyajima Hideo's hand looked ordinary.

You can't just say it is dragon blood because the liquid is golden yellow?

Although they are just mortals, they have also been exposed to many things in the martial arts world because of their wealth.

For example, high-ranking martial artists release spells, or the dazzling effects produced when running magical weapons, they are not unheard of.

In their concept, the legendary dragon blood is definitely not such an ordinary golden liquid.

At least, as soon as it is taken out, it has to show a virtual image of the Shenlong... or cause other changes, right?

Therefore, after seeing the glass bottle in Miyajima Hideo's hand, everyone was disappointed.

Many people even want to leave.

The Tohnichi Chamber of Commerce is a top trade organization in the world.

There are branches in many areas in the summer.

But here in the northern capital, the status of the East Japan Chamber of Commerce is not high.

Even if the president Hideo Miyajima came directly, it didn't attract much attention.

After all, this is the northern capital!

Even if it is only the secular world, it is not at the same level as other regions!

To them, the Tohnichi Chamber of Commerce is nothing more than a selling organization.

If you can't bring out good things, no one has to look good.

Fang Yu squinted slightly, staring at the golden liquid in Hideo Miyajima's hand, with some doubts in his heart.

Why did Hideo Miyajima choose this group of sales objects?

The vast majority of people present are mortals who have never cultivated.

Even if it was really golden dragon blood, they couldn't see it.

If you really want to sell the golden dragon blood, shouldn't you directly ask people from the martial arts world to participate in this trade fair?

On the high platform, in the face of many doubts, Hideo Miyajima always had a smile on his face, without the slightest panic.

"You must have all kinds of doubts, but please give me a chance to show it next." Hideo Miyajima smiled and said.

After speaking, there were four strong bodyguards wearing black clothes, and they were working together to lift a one-and-a-half-meter-high rock on the high platform and put them in the middle of the platform.

Then, the four bodyguards turned and walked off the stage.

Everyone in the audience looked at the big rock on the high platform, and then looked at Hideo Miyajima, who was standing aside, smiling, confused.

What is this going to do?

Hideo Miyajima looked around the audience, raised the glass bottle in his hand, and asked loudly, "Excuse me, is there any distinguished guest present who would try to drink this cup of golden dragon blood?"

Hearing this sentence, the audience was in an uproar.

No one thought that Hideo Miyajima would make such a request.

Drink the glass of golden liquid in his hand?

What kind of routine is this?

That glass of liquid is not something to drink, right?

"I really got it right, he's here to sell drinks." Fang Yu glanced at Qin Yimo next to him and said.

Qin Yimo also looked surprised at this time.

"Is anyone willing to come up and try it? This cup of golden dragon blood is free. I promise, there is no poison in it." Hideo Miyajima continued with a smile.

"What's the use after drinking? You don't say anything, who wants to go up and drink!?" someone asked loudly.

As soon as this remark came out, many people immediately agreed.

Hideo Miyajima calmly said, "I was negligent."

During the speech, he beckoned, and another female assistant trot up to the high platform and handed him a small cup.

Hideo Miyajima unscrewed the lid of the glass bottle and poured the yellow liquid inside into a small cup.

Now, the divine power is more obvious.

But at this moment, Fang Yu felt the difference.

Different from pure divine power... the divine power that these liquids emit seems to contain a lot of impurities.

After careful sensing, many flaws can be found.

The divine power radiating from the surface seems to be just to cover up the other aura contained in it...

What the **** is this?

Fang Yu frowned slightly, staring at the cup in Miyajima Hideo's hand.

"I tell you now, as long as you drink golden dragon blood, you can inherit some of the advantages of dragons. To prolong life, heal patients, and the most important thing is...you can gain extremely strong power!"

"Simply put... the characteristics of dragons will appear on you."

"Now, I ask again, is there any VIP who would like to come up and try?"

Upon hearing these words, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Drinking golden dragon blood, can you gain dragon power?

This is just nonsense!

The Arabian Nights!

"Is this a joke? Stop teasing."

"This person is the president of the Tohnichi Chamber of Commerce? He runs the train with his mouth full, who wants to drink his glass of unidentified liquid."

"Today this trade fair is broken, and the East Japan Chamber of Commerce will not even want to invite anyone in the future."

There was a burst of discussion in the venue.

"I think you can go up and try it." Fang Yu turned to look at Qin Yimo and said.

Qin Yimo bit his red lips and asked, "Do you think... what he said is true?"

"I think he's shit." Fang Yu said.

"Then you let me go up and drink!" Qin Yimo gave Fang Yu a white look.

"In the last year, I don't believe it, but too many things have happened." Fang Yu said, "So, the golden dragon blood may be really useful."

"If it really works... human beings will also become monsters?" Qin Yimo remembered some plots in the movie.

"That's possible," Fang Yu said.

"No one dares to challenge it?" Hideo Miyajima asked again, holding the glass of golden liquid.

"Don't be nervous, if there is nothing else to sell, let us leave the market!"

In the audience, some guests were already impatient and spoke.

Everyone present has a face in the secular world of the northern capital. Who would joke about their health and drink a glass of unidentified liquid?

"Well, since you are not willing to try, then I can only find someone to demonstrate it." Hideo Miyajima squinted slightly and looked at a waiter in the audience.

This waiter was invited by the East Japan Chamber of Commerce to take a part-time job at today's trade fair.

"Sir, if you are willing to come on stage and drink this cup of golden dragon blood, I will pay you 500,000 yuan." Hideo Miyajima smiled.

The waiter was shocked, his eyes gleaming.

Five hundred thousand!

He is a college student, because he is too poor to find a part-time job Now, with such an opportunity in front of his eyes, he naturally has to grasp it!

With so many people watching, he was not afraid that the president of the Tohnichi Chamber of Commerce would cheat!

After all, half a million is nothing to such a character!

Isn’t it just drinking a glass of golden liquid?

Big deal, go to the hospital for a stomach wash!

The waiter did not hesitate, and even feared that this opportunity would be taken away, and went straight to the high platform.

"Everyone, please pay attention. This gentleman is just an ordinary person at the moment." Miyajima Hideo said.

The audience fell silent, staring at the high platform.

Hideo Miyajima put the cup with the golden liquid in his hand and handed it to the waiter.

The waiter took the cup, glanced at the liquid inside, closed his eyes, raised his head and drank it.

"Patter!"

The moment he drank the liquid, the waiter shook his hand, and the cup fell to the ground and cracked.

The waiter was holding his throat, his eyes widened, and his expression looked a bit sullen.

"Look, something happened!" someone shouted in the audience.

"Hurry up and take him to the hospital..." someone suggested.

But at this moment, the waiter's expression suddenly returned to normal.

On his neck and face, blue veins appeared.

But in the blue veins, there is a faint golden glow!

This scene looks particularly amazing!

"How do you feel?" Miyajima Hideo asked.

The waiter touched his neck and said timidly: "When I first drank it, it felt very hot, but soon I didn't feel it... Now, I feel hot all over."

"Yes, you come here." Hideo Miyajima motioned to the waiter to come to the big rock.

The waiter did so, standing beside the big rock.

"You try to punch this rock with all your strength," Hideo Miyajima said.