The gamble of 100,000 yuan of martial arts crystals, in order to rush for time, was so casual, which made the gamblers in the hall exclaimed, and the eyes of the Xiangshi masters also trembled slightly.
The two beautiful maids were even more shocked beyond words.
They had never seen this slovenly man use the Eye Technique. When choosing stones, he usually chose them randomly without looking at the quality of the wool.
Now, he actually competed with a Xiangshi master to bet on stones. Is this giving Wu Jing to someone else?
"Hey, let's start choosing!"
Feng Hao chuckled, hugged Xiao Qingmeng, and walked towards the shelf on the side.
With one hand, he hugged a little girl dressed in pink and jade, and with the other hand, he casually brushed the wool. Such selection of stones made everyone's hearts twitch.
He is indeed giving away money!
At this time, according to them, a person who is obviously just relying on luck, how can he compare with Xu Han from this prefecture-level Xiangshi family?
And those Xiangshi masters all had sarcastic faces.
One hundred thousand Wu Jing was wasted just like that.
"Um?"
It was only a few steps, and Feng Hao stopped, as if telepathically sensing it, he turned his hand and directly picked up the piece of wool with a price of 120,000 yuan.
"This is the one I choose!"
After weighing about ten kilograms of wool, Feng Hao said with a smile. It looked like he had made a lot of money.
Suddenly, pairs of eyes around them were shining brightly, and some people even had colorful lights in their eyes. They were using the ancient pupil technique!
"Oh!"
"I really don't know what to say!"
"Hehe, it's worth buying one hundred thousand Wujing to teach you a lesson!"
However, when they saw the appearance of this piece of wool, they all dilated their eyes, laughed disdainfully, and expressed all kinds of ridicule.
This piece of wool is average in color and slightly charred, as if it has been roasted by a fire. It has no aura at all. It is just a burnt stone, the best among waste materials!
"The one I chose was Jiao Shi..."
Not to mention those Xiangshi masters, even the gamblers sighed.
This kind of burnt stone is the best waste material among wool materials. It is so waste that it is not as good as an ordinary stone. This is because this is the soil that was affected by the energy tide on the ancient battlefield, and any spiritual energy was wiped out.
It's just a piece of scorched earth.
It is absolutely impossible for scorched earth to produce martial crystals, let alone spiritual iron. This is something everyone knows, and there has never been an accident.
Indeed, if he had chosen, his 100,000 pieces of martial arts would be regarded as buying this lesson.
"snort!"
Xu Hanhan snorted coldly, the corner of his mouth curved into a ferocious smile, and there was a look of ridicule between his eyebrows.
Someone who even Jiao Shi didn't know was really just a gambler who thought he had incredible luck. For such a ignorant person, it was necessary for him to understand the gap between the two of them.
A pair of pupils with a green glow slowly lit up, it was the ancient pupil technique that the Xu family relied on for survival, the 'Aoki Pupil'!
"Xu Han's talent is really good, he has already reached the middle level of the prefecture level."
"The Xu family has a successor. No wonder Xu Han proposed to take 100,000 martial crystals, and the Xu family directly agreed."
"Strong rival!"
Among the crowd, there were people from the Xiangshi family who exclaimed in surprise.
Despite his fame, Xu Han also possesses frightening strength, and those green eyes have brought huge pressure to many people.
Because the competition will start soon, Xu Han will definitely be a strong opponent!
It can be said that no one is optimistic about Feng Hao anymore, except of course Xiao Qingmeng.
Just a burnt stone!
Looking at the happy children, one big and one small, everyone was confused.
Don't you care about these 100,000 Wu Jing?
Not to mention, it seems like he really doesn't care about the results and just wants to lose?
Soon, Xu Han chose his own wool.
It is a piece of wool with a price tag of 170,000 gold coins, and there is spiritual energy leaking out from the outside. Although it looks ordinary, it has its own meaning and looks very extraordinary.
At the scene, those pair of pupils lit up again, scanning the wool in his hand.
"Hey, it looks like a piece of spiritual iron!"
"It condenses but never disperses. The probability of spiritual iron is high. It seems that it should be spiritual iron."
"This Xu Han is very powerful. If he can choose one, there is about a 60% chance that he will draw the spiritual iron!"
People from the Xiangshi family spoke out one after another, causing a lot of noise around him.
You can get spiritual iron with hundreds of thousands of wool, and the value is more than ten times higher!
This made the gamblers feel incomprehensible. As expected, many people from the Xiangshi family were extraordinary people, and they were not comparable to those who relied on luck to make a living like themselves.
Listening to the exclamations and cries around him, Xu Han's lips raised even higher, a smug smile hung on his face, and he walked towards Feng Hao domineeringly.
"Haha, little Meng'er is so bad."
Listening to the funny stories told by the little girl, Feng Hao laughed heartily and seemed to have completely forgotten about the gambling on stones.
"Giggle!..."
Xiao Qingmeng's face was also as bright as a flower, and clear laughter kept coming from her mouth, "Meng'er was just hiding behind the door. My mother searched for several hours and couldn't find her..."
"Haha!...Your mother is really stupid."
Feng Hao gently pinched Xiao Qingmeng's nose and laughed.
He could imagine Qing Wu's expression at that time.
"Huh? You made your choice so quickly?"
At this time, Feng Hao seemed to have discovered Xu Han's existence, and asked pretending to be surprised.
"Hmph! Xiu is so quick to talk!"
The more indifferent Feng Hao became, the angrier he became. The pride on his face instantly turned into anger. His eyes were full of blazing anger, and he shouted, "Open the stone!"
"Hey, you drive first, I'll watch."
Feng Hao chuckled.
In fact, his heart was pounding, because when he touched this piece of wool, the guy from Xiaoqiuqiu actually scratched him twice.
What does this mean?
Is it Wu Jing, but also Spirit Iron?
This indeed made Feng Hao feel a little baffled, but because he believed in that little thing, Feng Hao chose this burnt black thing.
"Swish!..."
Xu Han was not polite and looked at Feng Hao coldly. When Wu Yuan spat out his hand, the wool in his hand felt like it was being cut with countless knives, and the soil fell like snowflakes.
Not long after, a bright ray of light came out through the stone. It was shimmering, with some red and white colors, and it was fierce, making this ordinary piece of wool look even more extraordinary.
This is the radiance of spiritual iron!
"It's definitely a piece of spiritual iron!"
At this time, even ordinary gamblers can see it.
"It's actually a piece of metallic spiritual iron!"
After the layers of wool were peeled off, a piece of red and white spiritual iron about half the size of a palm appeared in front of everyone.~
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