"Master Hao's technique of looking at stones is really extraordinary! I am willing to be defeated!"
People from the Xiangshi family came forward one by one, with smiles on their faces, almost flattering, and several old men directly called Feng Hao master. **
"Congratulations to Master Hao!"
The representatives of those forces all bowed their hands towards him extremely politely, with goodwill on their faces.
"Haha, thank you all!"
Feng Hao didn't have any airs, and he gestured to all around. He didn't show his talent and arrogance because of this. He was dressed as usual towards the gamblers. His performance actually made the gamblers sigh with emotion, and they couldn't help but feel in their hearts.
, they all developed some affection for this young Master Xiangshi.
"Brother Hao, congratulations!"
Yu Xiao also had a smile on her face and politely handed the spiritual iron surrounded by spiritual energy to Feng Hao.
The most proud person in the whole audience was him.
"Haha! Thank you, Mr. Yu."
Seeing this embattled scene, everyone in the Yuan family could not help but feel a sense of despair in their hearts. Looking at the Yuyue guards who were almost standing beside them, the trace of luck in their hearts completely disappeared.
Because it is necessary.
"Sasha!..."
The two pieces of wool were picked up by Yuxiao again, and the dust on them fell to the ground like snowflakes.
After the low-grade spiritual iron was revealed on the first piece of wool, almost everyone thought that Feng Hao must have won. Therefore, they were discussing which of the seven pieces of wool Feng Hao chose.
How many pieces of spiritual iron are there?
"The light is out!"
As a flash of metallic light appeared, everyone started to scream again.
This time, the ancestor of the Yuan family also produced a piece of gradeless spiritual iron from the piece of wool, but no one paid attention to him, but Feng Hao's side was very lively. Those from the Xiangshi family and
Representatives of strength try their best to "befriend" him.
"Sasha!..."
The third piece of "wool" material turned into two piles of soil. The two sides were still two to one, with Feng Hao in the lead.
"Sasha!..."
For the fourth piece of "wool" material, Feng Hao opened the high-grade spiritual iron again, and the scene was almost boiling. Looking at that piece of material, it should be at least about five or six kilograms. In other words, this piece of low-grade spiritual iron
, the value is already tens of millions!
"Congratulations!"
"Haha, thank you very much!"
Putting the spiritual iron into the ring, Feng Hao couldn't help but sigh, the gold coins here are so profitable!
Wu Jing and Spirit Iron are almost everywhere. If it weren't for the fear of being chased, he would almost want to sweep across the city and consecrate all the "hair" materials!
Of course, this is just a thought. Moreover, if there were no small balls, would the gold coins still be so profitable? If it were really easy to earn, then there would not be so many gamblers in Ju'an City.
Three pieces of spiritual iron have been opened. On the other side of the Yuan family, several people have collapsed on the ground. Yuan Po caressed Yuan Hong with a look of grief and anger, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with regret.
Four pieces of "wool" material yielded three pieces of spiritual iron, which fully demonstrated that Feng Hao's purple pupils were extremely terrifying.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.
Thinking about a poor boy who I didn't pay attention to before, he defeated me without using eye skills. At that time, I naively thought that he was lucky? Now that I think about it, he was just playing tricks on me.
Thinking of yourself as just a clown, you don't even have the qualifications to let him use the pupil technique!
How sad is this?
His teeth were clenched, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, a salty taste flowed into his mouth, and his proud heart was completely shattered.
"My child, it's not that you are weak, but that your opponent is too strong."
Yuan Hong turned his head and saw Yuan Po's appearance. His heart trembled slightly. After all, he did not say any words of blame. He stretched out a trembling arm, patted the back of his hand and comforted him.
"Sasha!..."
The fifth piece of "wool" material became smaller amidst the sound of rustling. The Yuan family had already lost hope, while Feng Hao and those from the Xiangshi family and representatives of some forces who came to say hello said nothing.
While chatting, listening to those flattering words, although I felt disgusted, I didn't show it.
"Too powerful!"
Feng Hao couldn't help but sigh, forgetting the representatives of those forces, he did not dare to compliment the behavior of these people from the Xiangshi family.
It was obviously invited by the Yuan family to support him, but now, he turned against him without any warning. He did not dare to get close to such people. He might be defeated or exposed one day, so he believed that these people would also
Will fall out without mercy.
As a result of the fifth piece, Feng Hao's was scrap, and Yuan Hong's was another piece...Wu Jing came!
Suddenly the whole audience burst into laughter, and Feng Hao couldn't help laughing.
"Sasha!..."
The sixth piece of "wool" material was grabbed by Yuxiao, and the soil fell one after another, and it was already piled high on the ground.
This time, the light came out again, and each person opened a piece of spiritual iron, four to two. Each person still had a piece of "wool" material left, so there was no need to compete. Feng Hao had already won.
"Do you still need to open it?"
Yuxiao called out to Yuan Hong, with no expression on her face.
"No!"
He pushed Yuan Po aside and walked over with some trembling, "I'm so convinced!"
"Haha, I'm just lucky."
Feng Hao replied habitually, which immediately caused a lot of laughter.
This sentence seems to have become his mantra and his declaration of victory.
"hehe!"
Yuan Hong twitched the corner of his mouth, turned his hand, took out a piece of top-grade spiritual iron that was full of light, and slowly handed it to Feng Hao.
"This is a bet."
There was a wry smile on his face.
"Haha, thank you!"
Feng Hao took a few steps forward and grabbed the spirit iron with some joy.
With this thing, coupled with Hanbao's "essence" core, he can at least create a top-grade spiritual weapon. Thinking about it, he felt even more happy.
"Careful, boy!"
Fen Lao's scream rang loudly in his mind, and he was slightly stunned. When he raised his head, Feng Hao saw Yuan Hong's palm holding the spiritual iron, and Wu Yuan Shuoshuo, with a ferocious face, smashing it towards him.
, at that moment, his ghost suddenly appeared, his feet touched, and his body retreated sharply.
If you retreat, how can you pass Yuan Hong quickly?
"Bang!"
The fist possessing the power of Wuzong's five internal organs hit Feng Hao directly on the chest. Immediately, his sternum was broken directly, the crisp sound resounded throughout the audience, and his chest collapsed.
.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body was thrown away by the gravity. Blood spilled in mid-air and fell into the crowd. He was not sure whether he was alive or dead.
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