Martial Inverse

"No, no, Miss Shen Yun misunderstood us."

"That's right, we're just playing casually, let's learn from each other."

Several men subconsciously explained directly, facing the girl, all of them are full of flattery and flattery.

"Is it?"

Shen Yun glanced at them coldly, and snorted softly with some disdain, "Okay, here I am, how do you compete, is it still a hundred yuan for Wujing?"

Seeing the girl's indifferent appearance, the corners of the men's mouths twitched, and they smiled embarrassingly, with different expressions.

Shen Yun is beautiful, the beauty is suffocating, but they are arrogant! In their own dynasty, their own city, they are all the pride of heaven, when have they been ridiculed like this?

"Hey! Since Miss Shen Yun wants to gamble, then I can just gamble with Miss. As for the bet, I think it needs to be changed."

A boy with a white face came forward and said with a smile.

"Gambling, this is too vulgar, let's gamble something fresh, hehe!"

Another man also stood up, with a sinister smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing the shadows.

"hey-hey!"

Several people laughed one after another, and they all glanced at Shen Yun with good intentions.

"snort!"

Shen Yun's pretty face sank again, she snorted softly, and said disdainfully, "You can't even afford a hundred Wujing bets, it seems that you are really poor!"

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on the faces of several people froze. Such a wonderful rebuttal suddenly burst into applause from the crowd.

"Hmph! I'll come with you!"

A man stepped out with a slightly gloomy expression on his face.

In their hearts, their arrogance and reputation are the number one priority, and everything else is based on this.

"snort!"

Shen Yun glanced at him, and the corner of her mouth showed a disdainful arc, "Within 10 million gold coins, choose a piece of wool each, and the one with the higher value will win!"

In the art of astrology,

There is only one person she admires, and that is her grandfather, the prefecture-level astrologer, Shen Ping!

"good!"

The man agreed directly.

Next, the two of them began to choose woolen materials. Their eyes were all twinkling and bright, bursting out with such a dazzling light that the most dazzling people couldn't look directly at them.

After about an hour, both of them chose a piece of wool.

That man came from the Regretful Cloud Dynasty, whether it was the experience of the pupil technique or the Xiangshi, he could not pick out any flaws. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is already an earth-level master.

But now, what he chose was a piece of wool with more than 8.4 million gold coins, shaped like a mountain, one meter high, wide, and half a meter long. When people see it, it is not an ordinary thing.

After all, this is 8 million pieces of wool, worth dozens of Wu Jing!

"That's right, brother Xi really has a hand in picking stones!"

Several men surrounded him, their eyes became bright, they glanced carefully, knocked, and all of them bowed their hands towards him with a smile on their faces.

Obviously, the stock in this woolen material definitely exceeds its original price.

"Ha ha!"

The man was so unhappy, he kept bowing his hands towards several people, and the arrogance on his face was revealed.

However, the one Shen Yun chose was a bit shabby compared to his. It was only 2.7 million gold coins, shaped like a fir tree, similar to a bonsai, and only about half a meter high. Although it looked extremely extraordinary, but, The aura lingering on it is far inferior to that of the man surnamed Xi.

Compared with 8 million and 2 million, it is clear at a glance which is more important.

"Very good, haha!"

Glancing at the price tag above, the corner of the man's mouth twitched, his face squeezed, showing a ferocious smile.

For them, although a hundred Wujing is a lot, compared with their status and family dignity, it is nothing at all. And now, what they lose is not a hundred Wujing, but The strength of the family he represents, even the strength of the dynasty!

Pairs of eyes swept over the two pieces of wool. Out of trust in Shen Yun's strength, no one spoke, but those frowning brows exposed their worries.

Shen Yun, I can't lose, if I lose, it means I regret that the Golden Dynasty lost!

"Old Yu, you can open it."

Shen Yun ignored him and called out to Yu Xiao.

"Um."

Yu Xiao frowned and walked over, grabbing with one hand, and he grabbed the piece of wool of the man surnamed Xi.

"Sasha!"

A layer of faint Wuyuan burst out, covering the whole piece of wool, and in an instant, the soil on the wool was slowly peeled off layer by layer.

A little, on the wool is a corner of the crystal.

This is a Wujing!

After stripping, Yu Xiao continued to cut wool.

Immediately afterwards, one piece of Wujing was stripped out, there were already seven pieces of Wujing floating there, and the one-meter-high wool was only the size of a washbasin.

This is the core of the whole piece of wool, and it is also the most critical part. Maybe there is nothing in it, maybe, it is just a piece of martial crystal, and, maybe, there is a piece of spirit iron inside!

This is the measure of a Xiangshi master's level!

Because, a large piece of wool must contain martial crystals, and the fluctuations emitted by these martial crystals will disturb a person's ability to judge. It depends on personal pupil skills and experience to judge the authenticity.

At this critical moment, the man also seemed a little nervous.

After all, although the pupil technique can detect some truths and falsehoods, it can't really judge what's inside, even the master of the heavenly Xiangshi.

No one can be 100% sure!

Therefore, the competition on Xiangshi relies on three major factors, pupil technique, experience, and most importantly, luck!

"Sasha!"

The soil was peeled off layer by layer, and the wool became smaller and smaller, and some heavy breathing sounded from the crowd.

"Ball, is there something in there?"

Feng Hao was standing in a corner, Zi Tong stared at it for a long time, the situation inside the wool material was also vague, he couldn't see clearly at all, so he could only ask the little guy in his arms.

"Yeah!"

Little Qiuqiu lay on his collar, wrinkled its pink nose, shook its head, and got in again.

"Hey! Interesting."

Seeing Xiao Qiuqiu shook his head, Feng Hao had a weird smile on his face, looking at the man with a half-smile.

There is no doubt about Xiao Qiuqiu's ability to judge. Although it may not be able to judge the grade of the spirit iron in the wool, it must be 100% accurate to judge whether it is there or not.

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