Martial Inverse

?Chapter 513 What is the hurry?

At this time, there were whispers from all over the scene, and the eyes were either ridiculed, contemptuous, or curious, all focused on the man standing next to a boulder.

Once the two pieces of wool were opened, one piece of high-grade spirit iron and one piece of low-grade spirit iron, such a result was already considered very good, but at this moment, he didn't even have the qualifications to enter the top ten.

At this time, he still has a piece of wool left, the honeycomb stone!

"Humph!"

Seeing this scene, the heavenly master surnamed Zhong snorted again.

It's okay for this guy to speak loudly, but he actually provoked himself, which made him very displeased, a stern light flashed in his eyes, and he planned to leave a necessary lesson for this kid in his heart.

Pairs of eyes shining with different colors of light swept back and forth on the huge honeycomb stone. After a long time, they all shook their heads, and most of them had a hint of mockery and sarcasm on the corners of their mouths.

Too lifeless!

Originally, with his current strength, he was not inferior to Xu Li, so it would not be too difficult for him to choose a piece of wool that contains the best spiritual iron.

However, this guy chose a honeycomb stone, and it was a honeycomb stone that was rejected by a heavenly master.

He is provoking the authority of the heavenly master!

"Indeed, it's just a waste rock with three martial crystals in it."

Another celestial master restrained the glare in his eyes and spoke, and the other celestial masters who took a look also nodded.

Seeing this scene, those prefecture-level masters who bet on Fenghao are all determined.

Gaining 100,000 Wu Jing for nothing, such good things are not many!

The most proud one is Xu Li.

In this way, not only did he take back Wu Jing who was exported by Xu Han, but he also won 100,000 yuan. Good to know."

"Yeah, hurry up, we all want to see what kind of treasure is hidden inside!"

The surrounding crowd also booed one after another, the noise resounded, and the scene suddenly became lively.

It can be said that at this time, there were two people in the audience who did not question him.

First of all, it must be Liu Ruxian.

After Qingtong was injured, she almost blindly believed in his strength, because she believed that a person with the peak pupil technique of the sky would never do anything unsure!

As for the promised tens of thousands of martial arts, she didn't take it lightly.

This is nothing to a person who will be above the top masters in the future. As long as he wants to, he can be recruited almost easily without any effort. Many big forces and holy lands are willing to make friends like this Such a super master figure.

Any heaven-level Xiangshi master is priceless, their value is reflected in the selection of stones!

Just like the wool placed in Gambling Stone Workshop...

The other person is undoubtedly Qingwu.

Since that time, she has been paying attention to everything Feng Hao does, and she is undoubtedly the person who knows Feng Hao best.

This guy will definitely not be a person who is willing to suffer, at least, so far, no one has made him suffer!

Even though most of the heavenly masters present at this time have rejected the honeycomb stone, Qingwu still believes that there must be something extraordinary in it.

You know, this guy is a person who can draw spirit crystals from scorched stones!

...

"call!..."

Ignoring the harsh words next to his ears, Feng Hao took a deep breath and walked towards the huge honeycomb stone.

It is two meters long and half a meter high. Compared with the woolen materials selected by the surrounding prefecture-level masters, it is nothing compared to it. There are not even a few pieces that can be half the size of it.

Spiritual energy lingered all over his body, and the radiance rippling out ripples visible to the naked eye, making it look extremely extraordinary, like the half of a rare fairy stone.

However, the dense holes on it destroyed this image. The sand holes are like funnels, draining all the spiritual energy gathered by this fairy stone, without leaving a trace.

This is honeycomb stone, also known as funnel stone, it is more spirit-gathering than ordinary stones, but it leaks cleanly, and only those places that are intact can produce Wujing and other things.

"Swish!..."

Standing on the left side of the honeycomb stone, Feng Haoliao came out of Wuyuan and began to cut it. Immediately, the soil flew and spread everywhere, like snow falling, covering the ground with a thick layer.

"Ding!..."

After a while, a crystal light appeared, and with a soft sound, a piece of Wu Jing fell into Feng Hao's hand.

"Hush!..."

There was booing all around.

Because, on the honeycomb stone, only those intact parts without sand holes are likely to accumulate strange things, but on this honeycomb stone, there are only a dozen intact parts of different sizes.

The small one is only the size of a fingernail, and it is basically impossible to hold anything. The big one is no more than the size of a palm, and there are only two places. Feng Hao has already cut a large part just now.

This is equivalent to, hope, has been broken in half!

"Swish!..."

Putting away Wu Jing, Feng Hao's movements did not stop, Wu Yuan moved like a sharp blade, cutting down the extremely hard stone without a trace.

It's been a little half, and four or five intact parts have been cut off, but there is still no movement. The whole piece of wool is really like a piece of waste. Soon, the left part is completely cut off, and it is close to the second largest piece. Perfect part.

"Ding!" "Ding!"

There were two soft beeps one after another, and the two Wu Jing rolled down into Feng Hao's hands.

In this way, there are only seven sporadic small areas left on the boulder, the largest of which is no larger than half a palm, and nothing can be hidden at all.

"Hey!...Master Xue, the heavenly masters are right? There are only three martial crystals!"

Xu Li leaned over with a proud face, and said teasingly, his words were full of disdain.

"He dares to veto even the words of a heavenly master. I think he is deliberately making himself uncomfortable!"

"Luck? Luck is nothing compared to strength!"

"Hey, isn't he going to lose? I think he's going to lose badly this time!"

"That's it, a bet, but I lost 1.9 million Wu Jing! I don't know why the saint would agree to lend him Wu Jing..."

There was a commotion among the crowd, full of boos, as if Feng Hao had already lost.

However, in their eyes, Feng Hao has indeed lost.

He has no chance to come back, 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 out loud, his eyes full of pride and banter.

"That's right, there are heavenly masters, the saintesses are present to testify, Master Xue, you will not renege on your debts, will you?"

"1.9 million Wu Jing, this is nothing to you, Master Xue..."

In addition, several prefecture-level masters who participated in the gambling also sneered.

"No hurries?"

Feng Hao glanced at them coldly, "I haven't finished opening yet, please get out of the way!"~