The few profligates continued to ridicule Fenghao, displaying their disdain. Only the unlucky fellow who had just woken up looked at Fenghao in confusion. He did not know why, but he had a feeling in his heart that this youth would win.
The moment this thought flashed across his mind, he was immediately jolted awake. In the next instant, he caught a glimpse of a playful smile on Fenghao's lips.
"Young Master Yuan, don't bet with him!"
The unlucky fellow directly blurted out. His voice was rather loud, causing the originally noisy scene to turn silent. Numerous pairs of eyes looked at him in astonishment.
"Young Master Yuan, don't bet with him. You will lose. Really, you must believe me!"
He rushed forward, grabbed Yuan Po's arm and said anxiously.
Fenghao's playful smile made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart. He felt as if Fenghao was only toying with them and did not place them in his eyes at all.
His words shocked everyone in the hall. Everyone was speechless.
"What are you doing?!"
Yuan Po felt a little angry when his arm was grabbed and looked down upon. His handsome face was flushed red. He pulled the unlucky guy's arm away and pushed him to the ground.
"Young Master Yuan, you really can't bet!"
The unlucky guy seemed to have lost his mind. He wanted to rush over again, but he was stopped by the other two profligates. They pressed him to the ground and he could not move.
"Lan Nu, are you crazy? What are you talking about?How could Young Master Yuan lose?! "
"I think he has lost his mind. Just knock him out!"
Before the unlucky guy could react, one of the profligates cut his neck with his hand. The unlucky guy fainted in happiness again.
"What bad luck!"
Yuan Po secretly spat on the ground.
However, the skinny old man's eyebrows were tightly knitted together. He saw that Yuan Po was no longer listening to his advice. His slightly opened mouth slowly closed and he did not say anything. He only narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Hao.
The surrounding people were also at a loss.
What the hell was going on?
For some reason, a strange feeling arose in their hearts when they saw the youth who still had a calm expression.
Could it be that this young man was really the incarnation of the God of Luck and would never lose?
"Hurry up and choose your raw materials, or admit defeat!"
After being bitten by his own people, Yuan Po's mood worsened. For some reason, he had an illusion in his heart, as if … he would lose?
He hurriedly shook his head to shake this dangerous thought out of his mind. He scolded Fenghao in order to boost his confidence.
"Then I'll go and choose."
Feng Hao smiled and turned around. After taking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "If the number of Martial Crystals you and I are the same, what will happen?"
"Hmph!"
"You also know that although the God of Luck is taking care of me, I've always been in a state where I can't win or lose. It's hard to beat you …"
Yuan Po was about to say that it was a draw, but he was interrupted by Feng Hao, who rambled on and on.
As soon as he said that, he immediately attracted some strange gazes.
Indeed, that was the case. Although this young man had heaven-defying luck, he had never won. It was indeed the strangest thing in the world.
"This …"
Being stared at by tens of thousands of eyes, the arrogant Yuan Po couldn't say that it was a draw. He closed his eyes and almost roared, "If the number is the same, it'll be your win. Okay?!"
"You must keep your word. Everyone here can be a witness!"
Feng Hao slightly cupped his fists at Yu Xiao and the surrounding people, then walked toward the shelf of raw materials.
He didn't know why, but when he saw Fenghao turn his head and smile, Yuan Po suddenly had a bad premonition. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
With his arrogance, it was impossible for him to go back on his word, so he immediately hardened his heart.
"Hmph!I don't believe that a poor lad can have a high-level Art of Geomancy Ores! "
Thinking of this, his eyes focused again, and the arrogance returned to his face.
As for Feng Hao, he did the same thing as last time. His palm moved casually on the raw materials. Sometimes, he picked them up and put them down. Sometimes, he even put his hand next to his ear and gently tapped the raw materials. He seemed to be listening to the sound. His pretentious professional manner made people laugh.
"It doesn't look like the Art of Geomancy Ores!"
Everyone shook their heads gently. No matter how he moved, his eyes were always clear and bottomless, which proved that he didn't have any eye technique at all.
As for experience … If choosing raw materials like that counted as experience, everyone here would be experts and masters.
Not long after, Feng Hao came back after a round of shopping. He looked at Yuan Po with a smile and said, "See, I didn't take advantage of you, did I? I'll take as many as you have."
"Hmph!"
Yuan Po grunted lightly and paid no attention to him, but his eyes were plated with a strange light.
"Eh?"
With just a glance, he felt that there seemed to be a few good stones among the stones that Feng Hao had randomly chosen. His heart skipped a beat.
"Does this guy really know the Art of Geomancy Ores?"
He glanced at Feng Hao suspiciously, but he couldn't find any clues.
"This lad is going to lose!"
"Although the quality is better than the last time, it's too different from the one that Young Master Yuan chose!"
A few of the spoiled brats withdrew the strange glint in their eyes and mocked with disdain.
However, this time, the skinny old man didn't say anything.
Although a master of Xiangshi could guess a thing or two, he couldn't see through it. According to the color and texture of the raw material, the probability of Yuan Po's choice shining was very high, but it wasn't absolute.
Now, looking at the indifferent smile on Feng Hao's face, he had an illusion that his hair stood on end.
"What a scary person!"
He was practically certain that this youth called Fen Hao was absolutely not an ordinary person. Because, no ordinary person would be able to treat him, a master of Xiangshi, with such an indifferent attitude.
"Phew … I hope he really is relying on his own luck."
He let out a light breath and squinted his eyes, waiting for the ending.
"Elder Yu, I'm counting on you!"
Feng Hao smiled and cupped his hands at Yu Xiao.
"Haha!It's nothing! "
Yu Xiao had been watching Feng Hao's performance. With his way of looking at people, he really thought that this young man was messing with these profligates.
Instantly, the smile on his face deepened. If this young man was already like this, then the family behind him must be even more terrifying!
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