Miracles? There has never been a shortage of miracles in this world. There are countless people who can create miracles. They exist in various fields and are constantly breaking through the status quo and innovating. Therefore, the world will progress.
In Yuyue Gambling House, waves of lamentation and noises could be heard, causing the gamblers outside to ask endless questions.
After learning that a second-generation ancestor knelt down and kowtowed and called him grandpa, they all burst out laughing and even agreed to have a big meal afterwards.
But now, both outside and inside the gambling house, it was quiet.
In the main hall, all eyes were fixed on the last two pieces of wool on the ground. This was the moment to decide the outcome, and it was also the most critical.
"hehe!"
Feng Hao smiled slightly, looking a little weird.
Everyone else was nervous, but he, the client, looked relaxed as if he didn't care about anything else. He looked extremely out of place here.
Hearing his chuckle, Yuan Po's body trembled unconsciously, and a touch of panic revealed from the depths of his eyes.
If you lose...
Thinking of this, his body trembled again.
The two second-generation ancestors behind him were also nervous and covered in sweat, and they couldn't wipe it off no matter how hard they wiped it off. Their eyes were glazed with strange light, and they glanced left and right, shaking their heads.
From their point of view, these two pieces of "wool" material are waste materials. Waste materials, it means that Yuan Po has lost!
"Who the hell is he?"
His luck would never be so good. The old man with a thin face began to guess Feng Hao's identity. The relaxed smile was particularly dazzling in his eyes, as if he was mocking himself.
"Could it be that...he is from the Xiangshi family of another dynasty?"
Challenges between different Xiangshi families are normal. After all, this kind of challenge, within a tight scope, can improve each other's Xiangshi skills.
The more he thought about it, the more the skinny old man thought it was possible, and his face suddenly turned livid.
This time I bumped into an iron block! It was inevitable that my head would be full. It was just an ordinary challenge. The bet was calculated based on Wu Jing, but this time...
"Reckless boy!"
He gave the second generation ancestor of his family a hard look, gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"Sasha!..."
The two pieces of wool began to shrink slowly on Yuxiao's palm, and layers of soil fell like snowflakes. There were already many piles on the ground.
"Dong Dong! Dong Dong!..."
Yuan Po could even hear his own heartbeat. He kept opening and closing his mouth, as if he was extremely dehydrated. His Adam's apple was also moving up and down. Sweat droplets the size of soybeans seeped out from his forehead, slowly.
It slipped down, and a pair of palms were tightly clenched into fists, their palms covered with sweat.
"Sasha!..."
All eyes were staring at the movement of the two pieces of wool without blinking, and not a single sound came out.
"The light is out!"
A second-generation ancestor roared extremely excitedly, and everyone saw that a glistening corner of Yuan Po's piece of wool had been revealed.
"Haha! It really shines!"
"Master Yuan won!"
The two second-generation ancestors screamed and jumped, their ecstatic "colors" appeared on the surface.
"Hey!...Haha!..."
Yuan Po first laughed, and then laughed hysterically, "I won! I won!"
"call!..."
The skinny old man also exhaled slightly and looked at Feng Hao, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Alas!...We lose this way!"
"Is this really luck?"
"What a pity..."
Sighs kept coming from the crowd, all feeling sorry for Feng Hao.
And the representatives of those forces all felt moved in their hearts.
They were almost certain that Feng Hao must be a master of Xiangshi who possessed the art of Xiangshi. However, the technique of Xiangshi he possessed was a little different.
The success rate of selecting three out of seven pieces of wool is already very frightening. In other words, this young man named Hao Fen is an out-and-out Xuan-level Xiangshi master!
With such a young master of Xiangshi, Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts began to make calculations.
"Boy, why don't you kneel down quickly for Mr. Yuan!"
"Hurry up, hurry up and call grandpa!"
The two second-generation ancestors rushed over and pointed their fingers directly in front of Feng Hao. He leaned back slightly before moving away.
"What? You're still hiding?!"
The second-generation ancestor immediately became angry, his body was full of martial energy, and he was about to take action.
"Bang!"
There seemed to be a huge force pulling him, and he was thrown back directly, falling onto his back.
"What are you in a hurry for?"
Yuxiao had a gloomy look on his face, "Have I announced the result? Or do you mean that you don't take me seriously at all?"
"Yu Lao, he definitely didn't mean that."
The skinny old man came out again. This time he had to come out because the second generation ancestor was his nephew.
"Yu Lao, please announce the result!"
A look of ferociousness flashed across Yuan Po's face, he smacked him, but said politely.
Although he was arrogant and mentally retarded, he also knew that he could not afford to offend this old man.
"What's the result? Is this 'wool' material finished? Where's the result if it's not finished?"
Yuxiao rolled his eyes, raised his palm, and Feng Hao's last piece of "wool" material appeared on his palm, which was the size of two bowl mouths.
"That's right! I haven't finished cutting it yet!"
"Haha!...There is still a chance!"
"Isn't it another great turnaround? This luck... tsk tsk! Unbelievable!"
Suddenly, the gamblers in the hall started making noise again, and those standing outside were even more anxious and kept shouting.
"hehe!"
Feng Hao's expression did not change at all, he seemed to be full of confidence. On the contrary, the joke hanging on the corner of his mouth was very obvious, and Yuan Po's heart dropped.
Why did he believe that this unfinished piece of wool contained martial crystal?
"quiet!"
Hearing the noise, Yuxiao gave a soft drink, then shook his palm, and the piece of wool peeled off again.
"Sasha!..."
Going round and round, in the blink of an eye, the "wool" material shrunk by half, and all the gamblers were so anxious that they were sweating all over and even held their breath.
"Sasha!..."
Layers of soil are falling...
"The light is out!"
Following the exclamation of a sharp-eyed gambler nearby, everyone followed his point and looked over.
I saw a glistening corner of the wool material that was already the size of a bowl.
"The light is out!"
"It really shines!"
"Oh my god! Four pieces of martial crystal came out of seven pieces of "hair" material!"
Immediately, everyone screamed in surprise, and the whole scene immediately became excited.
Looking at the suspended martial crystal, Yuan Po trembled, his bright eyes dimmed, and he felt his eyes go dark and fainted.
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