Won't lose?Did he mean that no one could make him lose?
Initially, not many people would pay attention to him. However, his actions were too strange and high-profile, so it was hard not to notice him.
If it was just an ordinary gambler, how could he get dozens of Martial Crystals or even several pieces of Spiritual Iron in the ordinary Uncut Jade Stone area within a few hours?
Apart from a Master of Physiognomy who had Eye Sorcery, who else could do it?
There was only one reason. This kid must be a Master of Physiognomy!
If he had Eye Sorcery, what did he mean by saying such words?
Was he challenging all the Physiognomy Clans?
All the disciples of the Physiognomy Clans who heard the news felt indignant.
All of them were prideful individuals. When they heard Fenghao's words, they immediately took it as a provocation. Instantly, all of them started to move.
...
Within the gambling den, there was an uproar everywhere. The stones that were casually picked could actually be opened with spiritual iron. This caused the gamblers in the den to be endlessly surprised. They all cried out in surprise, and more and more people gathered around.
The two beautiful maids behind Feng Hao were stunned. Since the first gambling den, they had calculated that the sloppy man had obtained at least ten pieces of Spiritual Iron and forty Martial Crystals.
Such a result was an astronomical figure for a gambler.
However, no matter how badly he lost in the early stages, or how he obtained Martial Crystal Spiritual Iron in the early stages, he would miraculously maintain a tie in the end.
Was this something an ordinary person could do?
Moreover, the two women did not understand his high-key words every time before he left.
He was provoking them!
"There's only one left again …"
After a series of twists and turns, Feng Hao only had one Martial Crystal left. "Xiao Meng 'er, let's go play somewhere else, okay?"
"Sure, sure!"
Little Qingmeng clapped her hands.
At such a young age, she naturally did not know the reason behind this. What she was happy about was the fact that she was able to find sparkling Martial Crystals among the stones.
"Sigh!Why won't he lose? "
Feng Hao let out a soft sigh and walked toward the door with Little Qingmeng in his arms.
"How arrogant!"
Just as Feng Hao was about to leave, an angry voice came from behind the crowd.
The arrogant voice caused the gamblers to open up a path. Following which, a young man in his twenties walked forward, escorted by a few guards.
Hearing such a provocative voice, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth curled up without a trace.
The fish had taken the bait!
"What?"
He pretended to be surprised, turned around, and looked at the young man in confusion.
"You said you won't lose?"
That man was obviously a disciple of the Xiangshi Clan. He had an arrogant expression and didn't take the surrounding gamblers seriously. He glanced at Feng Hao with disdain.
The guards behind him were not simple either. Judging from their appearances, they should be Martial Highness Realm cultivators.
The fact that the guard was so extraordinary showed that this young man's identity was not simple.
"Yes, that's right."
Fenghao nodded his head. With a smile on his face, he said indifferently, "Ever since I started stone gambling, although I always lose every time I win, I have never truly lost."
The corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile, and he tossed the martial crystal in his hand at the young man.
"Hmph!"
The young man coldly snorted, and the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile. "Do you really want to lose?"
"Yes."
Feng Hao looked at him with a smile. "I really want to have a taste of what it feels like to lose."
"Wow!"
In the hall, there was a commotion, and many gamblers looked at him in surprise.
The young man in front of them was obviously a member of the Xiangshi Clan. How dare this sloppy, burly man provoke the esteemed Xiangshi Master like this?
"There's going to be a good show!"
Looking at the young man's ugly expression, the gamblers became excited, and they eagerly waited for the show to begin.
He actually dared to say that he wanted to have a taste of what it feels like to lose. This was practically a declaration of war!
"Hehe, good!Very good! "
The corner of the young man's mouth twitched, and his face was gloomy.
"Reckless brat, how dare you be rude to my Young Master!"
"Brat, you're simply courting death. Do you know who my Young Master is?"
The guards behind the young man glared at Feng Hao angrily, and they seemed to want to rush forward to attack.
"I only said that I want to lose. Is that very rude?As long as you can win, it won't be long.Don't tell me that it's my fault that you can't beat me? "
Feng Hao pretended to be simple and honest, and said innocently, "Moreover, I really don't know your Young Master's name. Besides, does your Young Master usually win by using his name?"
"Impudent!"
"How dare you!"
"You're courting death!"
The guards glared at him, as if they were about to devour him.
"Don't be rude to my uncle!"
Little Qingmeng turned around and glared at them, and a faint aura spread …
"Not good!"
Sensing the unusual movements in Little Qingmeng's body, Feng Hao's expression changed, and he hurriedly sent out a cooling medicinal effect. His voice was like spring thunder. "Meng 'er!"
"Hmm?"
Little Qingmeng quickly extricated herself from her anger, and the dark vortex floating in her body calmed down.
Feng Hao exhaled softly, a smile on his face. "Hehe, Meng 'er's uncle is very powerful."
He raised his strong arm in a show of force, and said exaggeratedly, "Usually, it's my uncle who bullies others, but no one can bully me. Don't get angry over such a small thing in the future, understand?"
"Hehe, mm!"
Little Qingmeng was amused by his rather comical appearance.
He was ignored …
The young man's eyes were almost spitting fire.
He was a descendant of an earth rank phantasmagoric family, and he was respected everywhere he went.Now, this sloppy gambler dared to ignore him!
If this was his territory, he would've made a move long ago. But this was Nephrite Ancient City, so he had to endure.
"Damn you, stinking brat!"
He was so angry that his teeth were about to shatter, and he swore to make this brat pay!
However, he didn't know that Feng Hao had made the same decision because of Little Qingmeng's strange behavior.
"You really want me to lose?"
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth curled into a devilish smile, and he raised his brows, provoking him directly. "Very simple. One round for a hundred thousand martial crystals. Do you dare to bet?"
"Hiss!"
The astronomical figure burst out of his mouth, and the hall was instantly filled with gasps.
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