With the raw material of 170,000 gold coins, he actually produced a piece of attribute spirit iron, which raised Xu Han's strength to a higher level in everyone's mind.
The gamblers around him kept breathing in, their eyes full of envy.
Although this is only a piece of low-grade spiritual iron, because of its metallic properties, it is worth at least four million, which is more than twenty times the value!
Listening to the exclamations around him, Xu Han's face changed to a look of pride again.
Being able to select a piece of spiritual iron with attributes from ordinary wool is the result of luck and strength.
Luck is indeed good, it can be compared to the level of Earth-level high-level Xiangshi master!
"It's your turn!"
Seeing the flash of surprise in Feng Hao's eyes, Xu Han felt even more proud, and shouted softly with an arrogant look on his face.
"Hey, don't worry, do you really want to lose?"
Feng Hao chuckled, then picked up the burnt stone at his feet.
With such wool, even he himself didn't think there was much hope. However, if he chose a piece of martial crystal or spiritual iron wool, wouldn't he already lose now?
"If you kid is playing tricks on me, you'll be in trouble!"
Feng Hao thought silently in his heart, and could only place his hope on this burnt stone.
He can't afford to lose one hundred thousand martial arts crystals!
Such words immediately made Xu Han's face darken again, and he glared at Feng Hao hatefully, his face twitching and looking a little distorted.
"Boy, give in quickly, so as not to lose face!"
"Hehe, this kid is very good at talking!"
"I don't know how high the sky is, but my young master is an earth-level Xiangshi master!"
The guards around him were all shouting.
"Haha, Earth-level Xiangshi Master? It seems...there are not a few Earth-level masters who have lost to me."
Feng Hao chuckled and spoke in a nonchalant manner.
Speaking of which, it is true that a prefecture-level Xiangshi master was defeated by him, although it was also a small ball.
"Arrogant!"
"I don't know what it means!"
"I think he's crazy!"
At this time, not only Xu Han and his party, but also the disciples of the Xiangshi family also shouted angrily.
What does he mean? The Earth-level Xiangshi Master is worse than a bad gambler like him?
"It's not arrogance..."
Feng Hao pretended to be helpless and shook his head, and said calmly, "Rather, I have never lost when betting on stones!"
"Good boy, don't brag too much!"
"I think he has forgotten his weight. I should teach him a lesson so that he can remember it for a long time!"
This is indeed the truth, but his truth is unacceptable to everyone in the Xiangshi Family. It can be said that at this time, Feng Hao has officially become the common enemy of everyone present in the Xiangshi Family.
"Hey, I believe in my luck!"
Feng Hao chuckled and spat out Wu Yuan in his hand, which attracted all the eyes around him. All eyes were looking at the burnt black wool. The surroundings became very quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
"Swish!..."
With a soft sound, layers of charred soil were peeled off, as if it had been baked by heavenly fire. There was no aura at all, it was just scorched earth!
A little, the whole piece of wool was cut off by less than half, but there was still no spiritual energy leaking out, let alone any glow, it was just a piece of scrap!
"Shh!..."
At the scene, even the gamblers booed.
This time, one hundred thousand Wu Jing was wasted.
At this time, the burnt stone in Feng Hao's hand was only the size of a fist. It was still lifeless and without any aura. It was obvious that it was just a piece of waste!
"That guy isn't really kidding me, is he?"
At this time, Feng Hao was also beating a drum in his heart, his palms were sweating, and he couldn't help but slow down the speed of cutting.
"spendthrift!"
This is what the two beautiful maids behind him said about him.
What can't be lost? I have never lost. At this time, everyone in the audience thought this was a big joke!
"You should hurry up!"
"Why are you trying to delay time? Hey, kid, let me tell you, it's useless. If you default on your debt, Langye Holy Land won't protect you!"
The guards were shouting wantonly, and after seeing Feng Hao's heavy expression, they were all extremely proud, as if they had obtained one hundred thousand martial arts crystals.
"Why are you so anxious? Do you really want to lose?"
Feng Hao raised his eyebrows, said in a nonchalant manner, closed his eyes, and accelerated the speed of exploitation...
"Swish!..."
The burnt stone, which was only the size of a fist, gradually shrank in his hand. When it reached half the size of a fist, a layer of dark red light swirled out, making the surrounding air scorch.
"Huh?"
Feeling the hot heat in his hands, Feng Hao opened his eyes and saw the thin layer of dark red glow, "What is this?"
He didn't understand that this dark red destruction was not like the movement of martial crystals or the condensation of spiritual iron, but it had its own unique color and energy.
"Is this...?"
A rather senior Xiangshi old man opened his pupils, trembled, opened his mouth, and his lips trembled a little as he spoke, as if he had seen something incredible.
"This meaning seems to be..."
The expressions of the surrounding disciples of the Xiangshi Family also changed drastically, and pairs of eyes were fixed on the burnt stone surrounded by a layer of dark red energy.
"This is impossible, how can something like that be produced from ordinary wool!"
Xu Han's expression changed dramatically, he turned pale, he exclaimed, took a few steps back, and looked a little panicked.
"Um?"
Seeing their reactions, Feng Hao's heart moved, "Could this be something other than Wu Jing and Spirit Iron?"
Just feeling the burning heat on his hands, he believed that the things contained in it were definitely superior to martial crystals and spiritual irons, and he suddenly felt happy.
"Is it an alien crystal?!"
Just thinking about it, Feng Hao's breathing became rapid, Wu Yuan was spat out in his hand, and the burnt stone shrank again.
As the burnt stone slowly shrunk, the temperature in the hall rose rapidly, and some people with weaker cultivation had to summon their martial arts to resist the unbearable heat.
The dark red glow became stronger, and ripples of heat waves visible to the naked eye burst out from the small burnt stone and swept around.
"bite!..."
With a soft sound, everyone's hearts trembled, and then a dazzling light burst out from the burnt stone in Feng Hao's hand. The bright light, like the dazzling scorching sun, illuminated the entire place.
Hall, so that no one can look directly at it!
At this time, even if they couldn't see what it was, everyone was shocked, especially the gamblers, because they were also very familiar with this kind of bright light, which was a priceless treasure.
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