At this time, small whispers were heard everywhere in the scene, and pairs of eyes were either mocking, disdainful, or curious, all focused on the man standing next to a huge rock.
Two pieces of wool were opened, one was high-grade spiritual iron, and the other was low-grade spiritual iron. This result was already considered very good, but at this time, he did not even have the qualifications to enter the top ten.
At this time, he still had a piece of wool left, a honeycomb stone!
"snort!"
The heaven-level master named Zhong snorted again when he saw this scene.
It didn't matter that this guy had a loud tone, but he actually got it on his head, which made him very unhappy. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he planned to teach this kid a necessary lesson.
Pairs of eyes flashing with various colors of light swept back and forth on the giant honeycomb stone. For a long time, they all shook their heads, and most of them had a touch of teasing and ridicule on their lips.
So desperate!
Originally, with his current strength, which was not much inferior to that of Xu Li, it would not be too difficult for him to select a piece of wool containing the best spiritual iron.
However, this guy chose a honeycomb stone, and it was a honeycomb stone that had been rejected by a heaven-level master.
He is challenging the authority of the heavenly master!
"Indeed, it's just a piece of waste stone containing three martial crystals."
Another heaven-level master calmed down the divine light in his eyes and spoke. Several other heaven-level masters who glanced at him also nodded.
Seeing this scene, all the prefecture-level masters who made a bet with Feng Hao were convinced.
There are not many good things like getting 100,000 martial crystals in vain!
The most proud person is Xu Li.
In this way, not only did he get back the Wu Jing that Xu Han had exported, but he also won a hundred thousand dollars. This made him feel happy and he said without mercy, "Master Xue, open the stone and let me grow."
It’s also good to be knowledgeable.”
"Yes, hurry up, we all want to see what kind of treasure is hidden inside!"
The crowds around were also booing, and the noise was loud, and the scene suddenly became lively.
It can be said that at this time, there were only two people in the audience who did not question him.
First of all, it must be Liu Rushian.
After Qingtong was injured, she almost blindly trusted his strength, because she believed that a person with the peak heaven-level eye skills would never do anything that he was not sure of!
As for the promised tens of millions of Wu Jing, she didn't even take it seriously.
This is nothing to a figure who will be superior to the masters in the future. As long as he wants to, he can almost recruit him without any effort. Many big forces and holy places are willing to make friends with him in this way.
Such a super master figure.
Any heaven-level Xiangshi master is priceless, and their value is reflected in the selection of stones!
Just like this woolen material placed in the gambling stone workshop...
There is another person who is undoubtedly Qingwu.
She has been paying attention to everything Feng Hao does since that time, and is undoubtedly the person who understands Feng Hao best.
This guy is definitely not someone who is willing to suffer losses. At least, so far, no one has ever made him suffer!
Even though most of the heaven-level masters present had already rejected the honeycomb stone, Qingwu still believed that there must be something extraordinary in it.
You know, this guy is someone who can produce spiritual crystals from burnt stones!
...
"call!..."
Ignoring the harsh words in his ears, Feng Hao took a deep breath and stepped towards the huge honeycomb stone.
It is two meters long and half a meter high. Compared with the wool materials selected by the surrounding earth-level masters, they are dwarfed. There are not even a few pieces that are half as big as it.
The whole body is surrounded by spiritual energy, and the radiance creates ripples that are visible to the naked eye, making it look extremely extraordinary, like a rare fairy stone half.
However, the dense holes on it ruined this image. The sand holes were like funnels, draining away all the spiritual energy condensed from this fairy stone without leaving a trace.
This is honeycomb stone, also known as funnel stone. It is more spiritual-gathering than ordinary stones, but it leaks cleanly. Only those intact places can contain things like martial crystals.
"Swish!..."
Standing on the left side of the honeycomb stone, Feng Haoliao came out of Wu Yuan and began to cut. Suddenly, the soil flew everywhere, like snow, and a thick layer fell on the ground.
"bite!..."
After a while, a flash of crystal light was revealed, and with a soft sound, a piece of Wu Jing fell into Feng Hao's hand.
"Shh!..."
There were boos all around.
Because, on the honeycomb stone, only those intact parts without sand holes are likely to contain strange objects, and this honeycomb stone only has a dozen intact parts of different sizes.
The small one is only about the size of a fingernail, and it is basically impossible to contain anything. The large one is only about the size of a palm, and there are only two places. Feng Hao has already cut off a large part just now.
This means that hope has been broken in half!
"Swish!..."
Putting away Wu Jing, Feng Hao's movements did not stop. Wu Yuan flickered like a sharp blade, cutting down the extremely hard stone without any trace.
It was already less than half way through, and four or five intact parts were cut off, but there was still no movement. The whole piece of wool was like a piece of scrap. Soon, the left part was completely cut away, and it was close to the second largest piece.
The part is intact.
"Ding!" "Ding!"
There were two soft sounds one after another, and two pieces of Wu Jing rolled down into Feng Hao's hands.
In this way, there are only seven scattered small areas left on top of the huge boulder. The largest is no more than half a palm, and there is no way to hide anything.
"Hehe!...Master Xue, are the heaven-level masters right? There are only three martial crystals here!"
Xu Li leaned over with a proud face and said teasingly, his words full of contempt.
"He dares to reject even the words of a heaven-level master. I think he is deliberately seeking to make himself uncomfortable!"
"Luck? Luck is nothing in the face of strength!"
"Hehe, doesn't he never lose? I think he will lose miserably this time!"
"Okay, now, I lost 1.9 million Wu Jing in a bet! I really don't know why the Saint agreed to lend him Wu Jing..."
The crowd was noisy and booed, as if Feng Hao had lost.
However, in their eyes, Feng Hao had indeed lost.
He has no chance to make a comeback. Those small parts can't even hide a piece of Wu Jing.
"Haha!...Master Xue, you must be willing to admit defeat!"
Listening to the words around him, Xu Li laughed loudly, his eyes full of pride and teasing.
"Yes, there are all heaven-level masters and saints here to testify. Master Xue, you won't default on your debt, right?"
"One million and nine hundred thousand martial arts crystals, this is nothing to you, Master Xue..."
In addition, several prefecture-level masters who participated in the bet also made sarcastic remarks.
"What's the rush?"
Feng Hao glanced at them coldly, "I haven't finished driving yet, please get out of the way!" ~
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