Martial Inverse

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered in Yuyue Gambling House, but now, there is no noise from this gambling house, which is the size of a small town, which is really strange.

The young man was only sixteen years old, his handsome face was still a little tender, his sword-shaped eyebrows were cut like a knife, and a pair of dark and deep eyes glanced around, always looking a little mysterious.

He was dressed very plainly, with very ordinary clothes. His long black hair was tied with a piece of plain cloth and scattered on his back casually. Naturally, his cultivation had already been seen through by everyone, and he was only a peak martial artist. , at such an age, it is considered very good, but the whole person does not seem to be unusual, but the luck is surprisingly good.

But now, he just walks around, stretches out his hand, just caresses some woolen materials slightly, and then looks at the price, then he chooses so casually, without the slightest pattern, those clear eyes seem to be It's not like someone who knows the art of astrology.

"Hmph! It really is just an ordinary person."

Seeing Feng Hao's eyes, Yuan Po snorted coldly, but felt even more uncomfortable. An ordinary person actually stole his limelight. Thinking about it, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

In fact, the technique of astrologers is pupil technique, which is about eyesight. Therefore, the astrologer family, in fact, majors in pupil technique, and then adds all kinds of experience to 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, however, their curiosity was aroused.

Can one's luck really go against the sky to such an extent? Betting on stones for more than ten days in a row, without losing or winning, is this really just a coincidence of luck?

"alright!"

After touching a piece of wool with no aura in his palm, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and he randomly selected a few pieces of wool with a lot of aura, and after collecting 470,000 gold coins, he clapped his hands and said loudly.

"Hey! It's all trash!"

There was a strange light in the eyes of the second-generation ancestors. After watching them for a while, they all sneered. The thin old man also had a mocking smile on his face.

Listening to their comments and expressions, everyone frowned.

Although they are arrogant, the pupil technique is real, and this is the capital of their arrogance.

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

All the gamblers seemed a little disappointed, and their expressions became tense.

In their view, this is the comparison between gambling luck and astrologer's technique, and they still hope that Feng Hao can always maintain this luck in their hearts.

"Just say that now, don't you think it's too early? I believe in my luck."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Feng Hao's mouth, and he raised his eyebrows at the second generation ancestors.

"Hmph! This game, I bet with you!"

A second generation ancestor came out and said loudly, "If there is Wu Jing in the eight pieces of wool, you will win, if not, you will obediently kneel down and call me grandpa!"

"Oh, if so, would you kneel down and call me grandpa?"

Feng Hao sneered in his heart, but he said in a soft voice with some anxiety on his face.

"you!"

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

"That's good."

Feng Hao looked like he was afraid that he would play tricks, and patted his chest lightly.

Seeing his appearance, everyone was shocked.

Where did his confidence come from?

Several second-generation ancestors, even the skinny old man used pupil skills one after another, stepped forward to observe for a long time, and couldn't help sneering.

"Hehe, did Brother Hao choose these eight dollars?"

Yu Xiao frowned slightly, glanced at the price on the woolen material, and asked again, the face of the second generation ancestor suddenly changed, and he was about to speak, but was stopped by his companion.

If he contradicts Yu Xiao again, his fate will not be so good.

"That's eight yuan."

Feng Hao gave a grateful smile and nodded.

"oh."

Seeing Feng Hao's full confidence, Yu Xiao was puzzled again, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Hao, why are you so sure that there will be Wu Jing among the eight pieces of wool?"

"Hehe, intuition!"

Feng Hao chuckled lightly, and said in a rather mysterious way.

The so-called intuition is actually based on luck. Gamblers rely on this, plus a little insight, but they all lose everything.

"I believe in my luck!"

Seeing those puzzled eyes, Feng Hao added another sentence.

"Hehe, Brother Hao's luck has always been very good, and this old man can't help but look forward to it."

Yu Xiao stroked the beard on his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the boy in front of him.

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

Seeing that Feng Hao was unwilling to change the woolen material, the second generation ancestor let out a soft breath, and at the same time, a look of embarrassment and anger flashed in his pupils without a trace.

"If I have the honor, if I want to invite Mr. Yu to be a witness, I will let Mr. Yu make the decision. I don't know what Mr. Yu will do?"

With a smile on his face, Feng Hao cupped his hands towards Yu Xiao.

"Of course there is no problem!"

After pondering for a while, Yu Xiao agreed, and chuckled, "Haha! That old man would be more respectful than obedient."

After all, he grabbed the wool with the palm of his hand and sucked up the best piece of wool among the eight pieces of wool.

"Sasha!"

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

"hoo hoo"

On the scene, there was a lot of heavy breathing immediately, and the eyes of the gamblers were all on the piece of wool in Yu Xiao's hand, and their emotions became a little nervous without realizing it.

It was the most promising piece among the eight pieces of wool. If it did not, then Feng Hao would have little chance of winning.

Because of this atmosphere, even the representatives of those forces felt a little nervous, and all their eyes were focused on the rapidly shrinking piece of wool.

The second-generation ancestors still had relaxed smiles on their faces, as if they were sure of victory, and Feng Hao also showed no signs of worry, as if he really believed in his luck to the extreme.

"Sasha!"

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

It's a piece of scrap!

Immediately, there were some disappointed boos around.

"Haha! Just wait to lose!"

The second generation ancestor shouted triumphantly, and the complacency on his face became even stronger.

"Why are you in a hurry, don't you still have seven dollars?"

Feng Hao pursed his lips, and seemed a little uneasy.

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