Martial Inverse

Chapter 487 Scorched Stone

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Chapter 487 Scorched Stone

Wu Jing's gamble of 100,000 yuan, in order to hurry up, was so casual that the gamblers in the hall exclaimed, and the eyes of those astrologers trembled slightly.

Those two beautiful maids were even more shocked beyond words.

They have never seen this sloppy man use the pupil technique. When choosing stones, he usually chooses them randomly, regardless of the quality of the wool.

Now, he actually bet on stones compared with a Xiangshi master. Could this be giving Wu Jing to someone else?

"Hey, let's start choosing!"

Feng Hao laughed, hugged Xiao Qingmeng, and walked towards the shelf beside him.

With one hand hugging a little girl dressed in jade, with the other hand, she casually brushed over the woolen material. This selection of stones made everyone's hearts twitch.

He is indeed sending 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 showed mocking faces.

One hundred thousand martial arts, just like that.

"Um?"

It was just a little, after walking two steps, Feng Hao stopped, as if telepathic, turned his hands, and directly picked up the piece of wool with a price tag of 120,000.

"I will choose this one!"

After weighing about ten catties of wool, Feng Hao said with a smile, it seems that he has earned a lot of money.

Immediately, pairs of eyes around were sparkling brightly, and some people even had colorful lights in their pupils, using the ancient ancient pupil technique!

"Ah!"

"I really don't know what to say!"

"Hey, it's worth buying a lesson for one hundred thousand martial crystals!"

However, when they saw the appearance of this piece of wool, they all turned their pupils away, laughed disdainfully, and confided all kinds of ridicule.

The color of this piece of wool is average, a little scorched black, it seems to have been baked by a big fire, without the slightest aura, the whole is just a piece of scorched stone, the best among waste materials!

"It turned out to be Jiaoshi..."

Not to mention those Xiangshi masters, even the gamblers sighed.

This kind of scorched stone is the ultimate waste in the wool, so waste that it is not even as good as an ordinary stone, because this is the soil that was affected by the energy tide at that time on the ancient battlefield, and any spiritual energy was completely wiped out. It's just a piece of scorched earth.

Scorched earth, it is absolutely impossible to accumulate martial crystals, let alone spirit iron. This is a well-known thing, and there has never been an accident.

Indeed, if he chooses, his 100,000 Wujing will be regarded as buying this lesson.

"Humph!"

Xu Leng snorted coldly, with a ferocious smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and his brows were full of sarcasm.

The person Jiao Shi didn't even know was really just a gambler who thought his luck was against the heavens. For such a person who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, it is necessary for him to let him understand the gap between the two.

A pair of pupils with a little green glow slowly lit up, it was the ancient pupil art that the Xu family depended on for survival, 'Aoki pupil'!

"This Xu Han's talent is really good, and he has reached the middle level of the prefecture level."

"The Xu family has successors. No wonder Xu Han proposed to take one hundred thousand martial crystals, and the Xu family directly agreed."

"Strong enemy!"

Among the crowd, people from the Xiangshi family exclaimed.

Under his fame, Xu Han also possessed shocking strength, and those green pupils brought enormous pressure to many people.

Because the big competition will start soon, this Xu Han will definitely be a strong opponent!

It can be said that until now, no one is optimistic about Feng Hao, except of course Xiao Qingmeng.

It's just a scorched stone!

Looking at the joyful one big and one small, everyone is confused.

Could it be that he doesn't care about the one hundred thousand martial crystals?

Not to mention, it seems that he really doesn't care much about the result, just seeking defeat?

Soon, Xu Han had chosen his own wool.

It is a piece of wool with a price tag of 170,000 gold coins, and there is spiritual energy overflowing on the outside. Although the appearance is very ordinary, it has its own meaning and looks very extraordinary.

On the scene, the pupils of those eyes lit up again, scanning the woolen material in his hand.

"Hey, it looks like a piece of spirit iron!"

"Condensed but not scattered, the probability of spirit iron is high, it seems that it should be spirit iron."

"This Xu Han is very powerful. If he can be selected, the chance of getting the spirit iron is about 60%!"

People from Xiangshi's family spoke out one after another, making the surroundings full of commotion.

The spirit iron can be produced for hundreds of thousands of raw materials, and the value has directly increased by more than ten times!

This made the gamblers feel inexplicable, the people of the Xiangshi family are really great people, and they are not comparable to those who rely on luck to eat.

Hearing the exclamation and various voices around him, the corners of Xu Han's mouth raised higher, with a complacent smile on his face, he walked towards Feng Hao domineeringly.

"Haha, Xiao Menger is really bad."

Hearing the funny stories the little girl said, Feng Hao laughed heartily, as if he had completely forgotten about the stone betting.

"Clack!..."

Xiao Qingmeng's face was also blooming, Qingling's laughter kept coming out of her mouth, "Meng'er just hid behind the door, and mother searched for hours but couldn't find it..."

"Haha!...Your mother is really stupid."

Feng Hao lightly pinched Xiao Qingmeng's nose and laughed loudly.

He could imagine Qing Wu's expression at that time.

"Huh? You chose it so quickly?"

At this time, Feng Hao seemed to have discovered Xu Han's existence, and asked in pretended surprise.

"Hmph! Xiu is so quick with his tongue!"

The more indifferent Feng Hao was, the more angry he became, and the pride on his face turned into anger in an instant, his eyes were filled with raging anger, and he shouted, "Open the stone!"

"Hey, you drive first, I'll watch."

Feng Hao laughed.

In fact, his heart was pounding, because when he touched this piece of wool, that guy Xiao Qiuqiu scratched him twice from left to right.

What does it mean?

Is it Wu Jing, who is also Spirit Iron?

This really made Feng Hao feel a little baffled, but because he believed in that little thing, Feng Hao chose this scorched black thing.

"Swish!..."

Xu Han was not polite either, he looked at Feng Hao coldly, and when he spat out Wu Yuan in his hand, the wool in his hand was like countless knives cutting, and the soil fell like snowflakes.

Not long after, a ray of bright light came out of the stone, shimmering, with a bit of red and white color, revealing harshness, making this ordinary piece of wool look even more extraordinary.

This is the brilliance of spirit iron!

"It's definitely a piece of spiritual iron!"

At this time, even ordinary gamblers can see it.

"It turned out to be a piece of metal-based spiritual iron!"

After the wool was peeled off layer by layer, a piece of red and white spiritual iron about half the size of a palm appeared in front of everyone. ~