There were hundreds of thousands of people gathered in the Yuyue Gambling House, but now, in this gambling house, which was larger than a small city, there was no noise. This was really strange.

The young man is only sixteen years old, with a delicate face that is still a little young, sharp eyebrows, and a pair of dark and deep eyes scanning the surroundings, always looking a bit mysterious.

He was dressed very simply, with very ordinary clothes. His long black hair was tied up with a piece of plain cloth and hung casually on his back. And his cultivation level had naturally long since Everyone knows that he is just a peak martial artist, which is pretty good for his age. However, there is nothing surprising about him, but he is surprisingly lucky.

But now, he was wandering around, stretching out his hand, just stroking the woolen materials slightly, and then looked at the price, and then chose randomly without any rules. With clear eyes, he doesn't look like someone who knows the art of fortune telling.

"Huh! He is just an ordinary person after all."

Seeing Feng Hao's eyes, Yuan Po snorted coldly, but he felt even more dissatisfied. He is an ordinary person. , actually stole his limelight, thinking about it, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Actually, the art of Xiangshi is pupil technique, which focuses on eyesight. Therefore, the Xiangshi family actually majors in pupil technique, and then coupled with all aspects of experience, it becomes even more powerful. Increase the success rate of material selection.

Therefore, when they saw that Feng Hao did not use the pupil technique, some people were quite disappointed, but their curiosity was aroused.

Can human luck really be so incredible? I have been betting on stones for more than ten consecutive days without losing or winning. Is this really just a coincidence of luck?

"Okay!"

After touching a piece of wool with no spiritual energy in his palm, Feng Hao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then randomly selected a few pieces with strong spiritual energy. After collecting enough wool materials for 470,000 gold coins, he clapped his hands and said loudly.

"Chi!...It's all rubbish!"

The eyes of several second-generation ancestors were flashing with strange lights. After looking at it, they were all in their mouths. He sneered, and the skinny old man also had a mocking smile on his face.

After hearing their comments and expressions, everyone frowned.

Although they are arrogant, their eye skills are real, and this is the source of their arrogance.

"Could it be that this lucky boy's luck ends here?"

The gamblers all looked a little disappointed and their expressions became nervous.

In their view, this is the art of gambling and fortune-telling.In contrast, they still vaguely hope that Feng Hao can maintain this luck.

“Don’t you think it’s too early to say this now? I believe in my luck.”

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Feng Hao’s mouth Intentionally, he raised his eyebrows at the second-generation ancestors.

"Hmph! I'll bet with you in this game!"

A second-generation ancestor came out and said loudly, "If there is a Wu Jing in these eight pieces of wool, I will count you. Win, if not, you will kneel down and call me grandpa!"

"Oh, if there is, will you kneel down and call me grandpa?"

Feng Hao sneered in his heart, but there was some panic on his face, and he said softly.

　“You!...”

The Second Ancestor suddenly became angry, his eyes glared, and when he saw the looks around him, he said unwillingly, "If I lose, , I will do it myself!"

"That's good."

Feng Hao looked like he was afraid that he would cheat, and patted his chest gently.

Everyone was stunned when they saw his appearance.

Where does his confidence come from?

Several second-generation ancestors, and even the skinny old man, began to use eye skills again. They stepped forward to observe for a long time, and couldn't help but sneered.

"Haha, did Brother Hao just choose these eight yuan?"

Yu Xiao frowned slightly, glanced at the price on the wool, and again After asking, the face of the second-generation ancestor suddenly changed. Just as he was about to speak, he was held back by his companion.

If he contradicts Yu Xiao again, his end will not be much better.

“Just these eight dollars.”

Feng Hao smiled gratefully and nodded.

“Oh.”

Seeing Feng Hao’s confident look, Yu Xiao was confused again and couldn’t help but ask, “Brother Hao, why are you So are you sure that Wu Jing can be found in these eight pieces of wool?"

"Haha, intuition!"

Feng Hao chuckled and said rather mysteriously.

The so-called intuition is actually relying on luck. Gamblers all rely on this and a little bit of vision, but they all lose everything.

“I believe in my luck!”

Feng Hao added another sentence when he saw those doubtful looks.

“Haha, Brother Hao’s luck has always been very good, I can’t help but look forward to it.”

Yuxiao stroked the beard on his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the young man in front of him.

For some reason, he always felt that this young man who was a great martial artist had something so elusive, and his body seemed to be coated with a layer of mystery.

Seeing that Feng Hao was unwilling to change the woolen fabric, the second-generation ancestor breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, a trace of anger and anger flashed through his pupils.

"If you have the honor, I want to ask Mr. Yu to be a witness, and let Mr. Yu make the revelation. I wonder what Mr. Yu wants to do?"

Feng Haomian With a smile, she cupped her hands towards Yuxiao.

"This...of course it's no problem!"

After thinking for a moment, Yuxiao agreed and chuckled, "Haha! It's better for me to be respectful than to obey my orders. ”

After saying that, he grabbed the wool with the best quality among the eight pieces of wool and sucked it up.

　"Sasha!..."

With the sound of salsa, the soil on the woolen material scattered one after another, and the woolen material was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　"Huh...huh..."

At the scene, there were many heavy breathing sounds, and the gamblers all looked at Yuxiao. With the piece of wool in their hands, their emotions became a little nervous unconsciously.

That is the most promising piece of the eight pieces of wool to come out. If it doesn’t come out, then Feng Hao will have basically no chance of winning.

Because of this atmosphere, even the representatives of those forces felt slightly nervous. All eyes were focused on the rapidly shrinking piece of wool.

Several second-generation ancestors still had relaxed smiles on their faces, and they seemed to be sure of victory. Feng Hao also showed no signs of worry, and seemed to really trust his luck to the extreme.

"Sasha!..."

Finally, after a while, the entire piece of wool turned into a pile of soil, and there was no trace of Wu Jing.

It’s a piece of waste!

Suddenly there were some disappointed boos.

"Haha!... Just wait and lose!"

The second-generation ancestor shouted proudly, and the look of pride on his face became even stronger.

"What are you so anxious about? Don't you still have seven yuan?"

Feng Hao pursed his lips and seemed a little uneasy.