Chapter 211: He is not short of miracles
There is no shortage of miracles in this world. There are countless people who can create miracles, they exist in various fields, and they are constantly breaking through the original state and innovating, so the world will progress.
In the Yuyue gambling house, waves of sighing and noise came out, which made the gamblers outside question.
After learning that a second ancestor knelt down and kowtowed to call grandpa, they all laughed, and even agreed to eat and drink afterwards.
And now, both outside and inside the gambling house, it is quiet.
In the main hall, all eyes are locked on the ground, the last two pieces of wool, this is the moment of the decisive victory, and it is also the most critical.
"Huh!"
Feng Hao smiled slightly, looking a little weird.
Everyone else was nervous, but he, the client, seemed to care about other things, with a relaxed face, which seemed extremely out of place in this.
Hearing his chuckle, Yuan Po's body trembled unconsciously, and a touch of horror came out of the depths of his eyes.
If you lose
Thinking of this, his body trembled again.
And the two second ancestors behind him were also nervous and sweaty, and they couldn't wipe it off no matter how they wiped it, and their eyes were plated with strange light, and they all shook their heads when they glanced left and right.
These two pieces of wool, according to their opinion, are waste, waste, then it is equivalent to Yuan Po losing!
"Who the hell is he?"
Luck, it will definitely not be so good as this, the old man with a thin face began to guess Feng Hao's identity, and the relaxed smile was particularly dazzling in his eyes, as if he was mocking himself.
"Could it be that he is from another dynasty of the Xiangshi family?"
It is normal for different phase stone families to challenge each other, after all, this kind of challenge, within the scope of tension, can make each other's phase stone skills improve.
The more he thought about it, the more the thin old man felt that there was such a possibility, and his face suddenly turned pale.
This is inevitable, it's just an ordinary challenge, and the bets are all based on Wu Jing, but this time
"Reckless boy!"
He glanced fiercely at the second ancestor of his family, gritted his teeth, and remained silent.
"Sasha!"
The two pieces of wool began to shrink slowly on Yuxiao's palm, and layers of soil fell like snowflakes, and a lot of piles had been piled up on the ground.
"Knock knock!
Yuan Po could even hear his own heartbeat, his mouth couldn't stop opening and closing, as if he was extremely dehydrated, the Adam's apple was also moving up and down, soybean-sized sweat droplets oozed from his forehead, slowly slid down, and his palms were tightly pulled into fists, and his palms were full of sweat.
"Sasha!"
All eyes stared at the movement of the two pieces of wool without blinking, and not a single sound came out.
"Izumitsu!"
A second ancestor roared excitedly, and everyone saw that a corner of Yuan Po's wool was crystal clear, and it had been revealed.
"Ha Lu Ha!
"Yuan Shao won!"
The two second ancestors shouted and jumped, the color of ecstasy, showing and the surface.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Yuan Po first laughed, and then became a wild laugh, "I won!
"Whew!"
The thin old man also exhaled slightly, looking at Feng Hao, his face was also replaced with a sarcastic smile.
"Alas, this is all lost!"
"Is this really luck?"
"It's a pity"
There were constant sighs from the crowd, all of them feeling sorry for Feng Hao.
And the hearts of those powerful representatives all moved.
They were almost certain that Feng Hao must be a master of the phase stone technique with the phase stone technique, but the phase stone technique he possessed was a little different.
Three pieces of wool are selected out of seven pieces, and the success rate of such a success rate is already very terrifying, that is to say, this young man named Hao Yan is an out-and-out Xuan-level phase stone master!
With such a young Xiangshi master, the little Jiujiu in their hearts began to think about it.
"Boy, don't hurry up and kneel down for Yuan Shao!"
"Hurry up, hurry up and call grandpa!"
The two Second Ancestors rushed over, and their fingers were directly in front of Feng Hao, and he leaned back slightly before avoiding it.
"What's the matter? you're still hiding?!"
That Second Ancestor was immediately angry, and Wu Yuan rose up all over his body, and he was about to do it directly.
"Bang!"
It seemed that a huge force was pulling him, and he threw him back directly, falling on all fours.
"What are you anxious about?"
Yuxiao's face was gloomy, "Did I announce the results?" Or did you not take me seriously at all?"
"Yu Lao, he definitely didn't mean that. ”
The thin old man came out again, and this time he had to come out, because the second ancestor was his own nephew.
"Yu Lao, you announce the results!"
A look of cruelty flashed on Yuan Po's face, and he twitched, but said politely.
Although he is arrogant and brainless, he also knows that he can't afford to mess with this old man.
"What's the result? Is this wool finished? Where is the result of not finishing?"
Yuxiao rolled his eyes, raised his palm, and the piece of wool that Feng Hao had the most behind appeared on his palm, and it was the size of two bowls.
"yes!
"Ha Lu Ha!
"Isn't it another Jedi turnaround? This luck is tsk!
Suddenly, the gamblers in the hall were in an uproar again, and those who were standing outside were even more anxious and kept shouting.
"Huh!"
Feng Hao's face did not change at all, he seemed to be full of confidence, on the contrary, the banter hanging on the corner of his mouth was very obvious, and Yuan Po's heart fell.
How did he think that this piece of wool that had not yet been opened contained Wu Jing?
"Silence!"
Listening to these noises, Yuxiao snorted softly, and then shook his palm, and the piece of wool peeled off again.
"Sasha!"
Circle by circle, in the blink of an eye, the wool shrank by half, and those gamblers were all sweating in a hurry, and even held their breath.
"Sasha!"
Layers of dirt fell
"Izumitsu!"
With the exclamation of a sharp-eyed gambler nearby, everyone followed his point.
I saw that on the wool that was already only the size of the bowl, a corner of the head sparkled out.
"Izumitsu!"
"It's really out of the light!"
"Oh my God! Seven pieces of wool actually opened four pieces of martial crystals!"
Suddenly exclaimed, and the whole scene directly boiled.
Looking at the suspended Wu Jing, Yuan Po's body trembled, and a pair of eyes that were quite bright dimmed, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he fainted.