Chapter 487 Jiao Stone

The gamble of one hundred thousand Wu Jing, in order to rush for time, was so casual, which made the gamblers in the hall exclaimed, those Xiangshi masters, His eyes trembled slightly.

The two beautiful maids were even more shocked beyond words.

They had never seen this sloppy man use the Eye Technique. When choosing stones, he usually chose them randomly, regardless of the quality of the wool.

Now, he is actually comparing stones with a master of Xiangshi. Is this giving Wu Jing to someone else?

“Hey, let’s start choosing!”

Feng Hao chuckled, hugged Xiao Qingmeng, and walked towards the shelf on the side.

With one hand, he hugged a little girl dressed in pink and jade, and with the other hand, he casually brushed the wool. Such selection of stones made everyone's hearts twitch.

He is indeed giving away 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 had sarcastic faces.

One hundred thousand Wu Jing was wasted just like that.

　"Huh?"

　It was just a little, just two steps away, Feng Hao stopped, as if telepathically sensing it, turned his hand, and directly He picked up the piece of wool with a price tag of 120,000 yuan.

"I will choose this piece!"

Weighing about ten kilograms of wool, Feng Hao said with a smile. From that look, it seemed that he was still It seems like I made a lot of money.

Suddenly, pairs of eyes around them shone brightly, and there were even a few people whose eyes were filled with colorful light. They were using the ancient pupil technique!

　“Ha!”

　“I really don’t know what to say!”

　“Hey, it’s worth a hundred thousand martial arts to teach me a lesson!”< br />
However, when they saw the appearance of this piece of wool, they all used dilation skills, laughed disdainfully, and expressed all kinds of ridicule.

This piece of wool has an average color and is a little charred, as if it has been roasted by a fire. It has no aura at all. It is just a burnt stone, the best among waste materials!

"The choice turned out to be Jiao Shi..."

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

This kind of burnt stone is the best waste material among woolen materials. It is so wasteful that it is not even as good as an ordinary stone.Because this was the soil that was affected by the energy tide on the ancient battlefield. Any spiritual energy was wiped out, and it was just a piece of scorched earth.

It is absolutely impossible for the scorched earth to produce martial crystals, let alone spiritual iron. This is something everyone knows, and there has never been an accident.

Indeed, if he had chosen, his one hundred thousand Wu Jing would be regarded as buying this lesson.

"Hmph!"

Xu Hanhan snorted coldly, the corner of his mouth curved into a ferocious smile, and there was a look of ridicule between his eyebrows.

A person who even Jiao Shi doesn’t know is really just a gambler who thinks he has incredible luck. For such a ignorant person, it is necessary for him to understand the gap between the two. .

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

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

"There are successors to the Xu family, no wonder Xu Han proposed to take one hundred thousand Wu Jing, the Xu family also directly agreed."

"Strong rival!"

Some people from the Xiangshi family in the crowd exclaimed.

Despite his fame, Xu Han also possesses frightening strength, and those green eyes have brought huge pressure to many people.

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

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

It’s just a burnt stone!

Looking at the happy children, one big and one small, everyone was confused.

Don’t you care about these 100,000 Martial Crystals?

Don’t mention it, it seems that he really doesn’t care about the results and just wants to lose?

Soon, Xu Han chose his own wool.

It is a piece of wool with a price tag of 170,000 gold coins. It has aura leaking out of it. Although it looks ordinary, it has its own meaning and looks very extraordinary.

At the scene, the pair of pupils lit up again, scanning the wool in his hand.

"Hey, it seems to be a piece of spiritual iron!"

"It condenses but does not disperse. The probability of spiritual iron is high. It seems to be spiritual iron."

"This Xu Han is very powerful. If he can be chosen, the chance of opening the spiritual iron is about 60%!"

People from the Xiangshi Family spoke out one after another, surprising everyone around him. There was a lot of noise.

　With more than 100,000 yuan of wool, you can produce spiritual iron, and the value is more than ten times higher!

This made the gamblers feel inexplicable. As expected, most of the people from the Xiangshi family were extraordinary people, and they were not comparable to those who relied on luck to make a living like themselves.

Listening to the exclamations and cries around him, Xu Han’s lips raised even higher, a smug smile hung on his face, and he walked towards Feng Hao domineeringly.

"Haha, little Meng'er is so bad."

Listening to the interesting things the little girl said, Feng Hao laughed heartily, as if he had forgotten about the stone gambling. All clean.

"Giggle!..."

Xiao Qingmeng's face was also blooming, and clear laughter kept coming from her mouth, "Meng'er was just hiding behind the door. Later, my mother searched for several hours but couldn't find her..."

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

Feng Hao He gently pinched Xiao Qingmeng's nose and laughed.

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

"Huh? You made your choice so quickly?"

At this time, Feng Hao seemed to have discovered Xu Han's existence, and asked pretending to be surprised.

"Hmph! Xiu is so quick to talk!"

The more indifferent Feng Hao became, the angrier he became, and the pride on his face instantly turned into a look of anger, and a pair of His eyes were full of raging anger, and he shouted, "Open the stone!"

"Hey, you open it first, I'll watch."

Feng Haohe Laugh.

Actually, his heart was pounding, because when he touched this piece of wool, the guy from Little Ball actually scratched him twice.

What does this mean?

Is it Wu Jing and also a spiritual iron?

This did make Feng Hao feel a little baffled, but because he believed in the little thing, Feng Hao chose this burnt black thing.

　"Whoosh!..."

Xu Han was not polite and looked at Feng Hao coldly. As soon as Wu Yuan spat out his hand, the wool in his hand seemed to be wet. Countless knives were cutting, and the soil was falling like snowflakes.

Not long after, a bright ray of light came out through the stone. It was shimmering, with some red and white colors, and it was fierce, making this ordinary piece of wool look like It becomes even more extraordinary.

This is the radiance of spiritual iron!

“It’s definitely a piece of spiritual iron!”

At this time, even ordinary gamblers can seeout.

“It turned out to be a piece of metallic 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 was found. Present in front of everyone.