Ten million martial crystals is too huge. Unless you are a heaven-level Xiangshi master, or an earth-level family, even a big family with tens of thousands of years of history cannot collect this astronomical figure.
You can imagine Xu Li's frustration at being treated with such naked contempt by a plain-looking, seemingly ordinary, slovenly man in public, but unable to refute him.
"Who else wants to bet?"
At this time, Feng Hao was like a powerful villain, showing off his power, making every earth-level master blush.
This guy just bullied himself and others into not being able to come up with 10 million Wu Jing!
"Tsk, tsk, I originally wanted to play with you, but it turns out that all of you are poor and can't even pay for the bet..."
Feng Haoba smashed his mouth and muttered in his mouth, which made them all twitch. The ones with weak psychological endurance were all so angry that they vomited blood.
This guy has the nerve to say that he didn't know who could not come up with the bet just now. If it weren't for the promise of the saint, this guy would definitely be the poorest among the earth-level masters!
However, what made them think deeply was why the saint would give him such an almost flattering promise? Looking at the expressions of those old antiques, it seemed that they couldn't figure it out either.
Appearance, no, strength, low, eye skills... average, such an unexceptional person, why is he doing this?
"Hmph! What are you so proud of? If you let the Holy Son know when the time comes, he will be unable to eat and walk around!"
"Hehe! With the temper of the Holy Son, this is really possible..."
"Poor boy, he is doomed to bad luck!"
Thinking of the temper of Holy Son Langxie, they sneered again and again, all showing mocking looks.
"Alas!...Seeing as you don't have any money, let's consider one round worth 100,000 Wujing. Do you still want to participate?"
Seeing that none of them spoke, Feng Hao pretended to sigh, which made these earth-level masters furious, and they all wanted to skin him alive.
"I bet!"
"I'll bet too!"
"I bet, Honeycomb Stone, I'll see how you die!"
Immediately, the eight prefecture-level masters present shouted loudly.
They didn't believe it. What could be obtained from a piece of broken honeycomb stone?
In this way, there is a bet of 1.5 million Wu Jing!
"Master Xu, do you still dare to bet?"
After happily accepting it, Feng Hao had a faint smile on his face, turned around again, and asked with a slight smile towards Xu Li, whose face was ashen.
"Why don't you dare?!"
Xu Li glared at him, his voice cold.
If he could, he really wanted to squeeze this kid to death!
He, Xu Li, was also a well-known figure in Langye Ancient City, but in such a scene, he was teased like this by an unknown boy. How could he not be angry?
"Just dare, hehe!"
Feng Hao had a proud smile on his lips. In this way, he would earn millions of martial crystals, but he would not have to worry about being unable to afford exotic crystals. If you can buy a dozen of mid-grade exotic crystals, there would be no problem in being promoted to martial master.
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Of course, all this is based on the premise that this honeycomb stone can produce rare treasures, otherwise, waiting for Feng Hao to make a million martial arts debt!
One positive and one negative, the difference between heaven and hell.
Liu Ruxian kept watching Feng Hao's actions. Although there was a faint smile hanging on the corner of her delicate and charming mouth, there was a deep doubt surging in the depths of her pupils.
She didn't understand why a person with such a heaven-level peak eye skill was in such a miserable state.
Thousands of martial arts crystals, this is not difficult for a heaven-level master at all. If he reveals his identity and enters a holy land at will, he will be directly enshrined. Why would he worry about these hundreds of thousands of martial arts crystals?
Looking at Feng Hao, who was almost beaming with joy, she expressed her confusion and wanted to know why he would do such an important thing.
"Master Feng Feng is out..."
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, which attracted everyone's attention. They saw Feng Feng with a white beard walking out of the gambling stone shop. Looking at his rosy face, I was afraid that he would be disappointed with what he was doing this time.
I am very satisfied with the wool I chose.
"Huh? Honeycomb stone?"
When he reached Feng Hao, he stopped and looked at the giant honeycomb stone. His face was full of astonishment and he exclaimed.
"Hey, Master Feng, if Master Xue wants to defeat me, this honeycomb stone is enough."
Seeing this, Xu Li stepped forward and explained in detail.
"What a loud tone!"
After hearing these words, Feng Feng's expression changed, and he shouted coldly, looking at Feng Hao with evil eyes.
If you can win with a piece of honeycomb stone, isn't this despising yourself?
For him who has been recognized as the most promising person to be promoted to Heaven level, this is an insult!
Feng Hao shrugged and did not explain what it was. At this time, there was no need to explain.
The Xiangshi masters came out one by one and complained about the honeycomb stone they saw. They were all angry at Feng Hao's arrogance and clamored to make Feng Hao look good. After this, three more
A famous local master came in and directly raised the bet to 1.9 million pieces of martial arts crystals.
This time, it was really something to see. Everyone in the crowd was quite excited.
There is no doubt that the two current bets are the most luxurious bets. I believe that after this competition is over, the situation of these two competitions will spread throughout the entire Xiangshi world, and this unknown person is known as Snow.
Yu people are more prosperous, regardless of winning or losing.
If you lose, it will be ridiculous, if you win,...there is no possibility of winning!
On top of the scene, pieces of colorful woolen fabrics were placed there, shining brightly and making them look extraordinary. Every master was very satisfied with the woolen fabrics he chose, with a look of pride on his face.
Obviously, even if the final ranking is not very good, given their strength, being able to select wool of such quality is already an extraordinary performance.
Time passed, and the heaven-level masters also walked out of the stone gambling workshop one by one. Each of them chose a piece of wool, and the price was basically around 70 to 80 million gold coins.
Obviously, when they reach their level, they usually choose one piece to determine the outcome. If they choose two pieces, they will be ridiculed if they win.
"Hey, honeycomb stone?"
When a heaven-level master who had just walked out passed by Feng Hao, his steps stopped slightly and he looked at Feng Hao in surprise.
He could remember that this honeycomb stone that he had denied at the beginning had been placed there for hundreds of years. How could anyone still choose it? Moreover, the situation in front of him seemed to be that this person was still gambling with the wool that he had denied as a trump card.
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Is this denying one's own strength?
Thinking about it, he felt a little unhappy on his face.
He still remembered that this guy even said that he had never lost and would never lose, etc. His arrogance reached the extreme.~
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