The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 6: Bet on rocks!

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In the middle wing room on the second floor of Mu's Shifang, now the principal of Shifang, Mu Wanrong is watching a stone gambling between Chen Fan and Ding Yuan.

"Uncle Luo, you said that person is a famous waste in Qingyang City?"

The housekeeper on the side nodded, and said indifferently: "Yes, miss, his name has spread throughout Qingyang City, but you are usually too busy to pay attention to it."

Following the look in Uncle Luo's eyes, a beautiful face appeared in the eyes, the skin was fat, the face was peach blossom, and it was only twenty-nine years when he looked at it, but with a mature charm and even more attractive The breath of the superior.

Mu Wanrong did not answer after hearing what Uncle Luo said, only the look in Chen Fan's eyes was a bit interesting.

"The whole Qingyang City, I'm afraid this young man was fooled." She muttered to herself.

Uncle Luo seemed to be a little confused, and looked at Mu Wanrong with some doubts.

The other party also faintly stated his observations: "This person has firm eyes, restrained divine light, walks and steps, and does not get angry. This is a temperament that ordinary people can have."

"He must have encountered a problem before, so he hid his clumsiness and caused the dragon to enter the abyss. But now, it is the time when he does not sing, and it is a blockbuster!" With a smile on his face, Mu Wanrong gave her final comment. At this moment, Chen Fan and Ding Yuan’s stone gambling has officially started!

Chen Fan gave all the spirit stones on his body in exchange for a rough stone that is as tall as a person and weighs a thousand catties.

On the other hand, Ding Yuan, with the pride of victory hanging from the corner of his mouth, chose a rough stone that is not too big.

"Then, shall we start cutting the stone?"

Ding Yuan said with a sneer, but Chen Fan slowly shook his head: "You only say what I will pay if I lose, but you haven't said what if you lose?"

"If I lose, it's up to you!" Ding Yuan said with a wave of his sleeve, his face holding the victory.

Chen Fan pointed to the storage bag around his waist and said: "If you lose, just give the storage bag and the contents to me."

After hearing this, Ding Yuan's expression showed a trace of panic. The storage bag was not his, but his father's belongings. He secretly brought it out to pretend.

However, thinking of the gambling vision that he had been immersed in Shifang since childhood, Ding Yuan thought he was better than Chen Fan, a rookie anyway, so he could agree to it after a while.

In his dictionary, there is no concept of losing!

The bet is confirmed, and the gambling on stone is just the beginning. Chen Fan and Ding Yuan have unknowingly attracted the attention of the audience.

Everyone stopped their actions and watched this stone gambling, and some even whispered.

"The waste was going to bet Ding Yuan on the stone, and his head was squeezed by the door. Na Ding Yuan was a character who had been in Shifang since he was a child."

"I think so, this time the waste will definitely lose, unless a miracle happens!"

Faced with the ridicule and accusation of the people, Chen Fan's face was calm, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and he did not take these people at all.

This scene fell into the eyes of Mu Wanrong on the second floor, more convinced of her previous guesses, and inexplicably looking forward to this stone gambling.

On the other hand, Ding Yuan is not as good as Chen Fan. Hearing praise from the people around him, his entire face has been wrinkled into chrysanthemums, putting on an expression that Lao Tzu is the number one in the world.

Especially when he noticed that even Li Yanran was paying attention to him, Ding Yuan jumped up and down like a vaulting monkey, expressing himself with all his might.

"Don’t let people say that I’m bullying you, I’ll cut the stone first, give you a sample, and convince you to lose!"

After finishing the sentence, Ding Yuan pointed to a knife, attached the inner breath to the palm of his hand, and cut the rough stone horizontally.

The spirit stone shining with emerald green light inside also appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Oh my god, the spirit stone can be produced with a single knife. Young Master Ding's gambling skills are really extraordinary. Looking at the size of the spirit stone, I am afraid there are more than one hundred inferior spirit stones."

Since it is a hard currency, spirit stones naturally have strict size restrictions. After being cut, each piece weighs the same.

One hundred inferior spiritual stones can be converted into one low-grade spiritual stone, one hundred low-grade spiritual stones are equal to one middle-grade spiritual stone, and so on.

The spirit stone cut out by Ding Yuan this time is equivalent to the value of a low-grade spirit stone. In contrast, the Li family can only accumulate dozens of low-grade spirit stones in a year, which is enough to show how much money comes from gambling. almost.

To be honest, Ding Yuan didn’t expect that his luck would be so good today. After feeling the shock of everyone, he was already excited to the extreme, and he said directly to Chen Fan: “No need to compare, you can kneel down I kowtow and admit my mistake!"

After talking, she looked at Li Yanran and made a victory sign.

"I haven't cut the stone yet, how come the game is over?"

Chen Fan smiled faintly, did not follow Ding Yuan's appearance and referred to it as a knife-cut stone. Through his mental power, he had already felt the distribution and size of the inner spirit stones clearly. He only listened to him with a deep voice, directly A palm slapped on the rough stone that is so high!

"Crack!"

The sound of fragmentation entered everyone's ears, and the stone skin cracked every inch, and then all fell off, and the situation inside made everyone gasp and stunned.

Even Mu Wanrong on the second floor slapped the seat handle and stood up abruptly, with an unbelievable look in her eyes.

"The spirit stone was actually cut out...this luck is against the sky!"

"I am afraid that more than two hundred substandard spirit stones can be separated, which is more than twice as powerful as Ding Yuan!"

"My God, a miracle really happened!"

In the face of countless people’s shocked openings, the first thing Ding Yuan saw in his eyes was disbelief. He staggered to the side of the Lingshi cut out by Chen Fan. After observing for a long time, he sat on the ground slumpingly, the two rows were cold and cold. Flowing.

I've already lost crying...

And he kept muttering to himself: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can I lose?"

Chen Fan slowly lowered his head, looking down at the man who used to be arrogant to himself and called himself trash, now crying like a child.

It's clear at a glance who is the waste!

"Master Ding, shouldn't you cash in your gambling money?"

Looking at the storage bag around Ding Yuan's waist, Chen Fan's eyes flashed hot.

Hearing this, Ding Yuan glanced at his storage bag with some trepidation, his expression showing a hideous look.

Dry away the tears and yell at Chen Fan: "You cheat, I won't lose!"

Seeing this situation, Chen Fan's voice gradually became colder, and a voice without the slightest emotion came, making people unconsciously fight a cold war: "Are you trying to go wrong?"

"Why do I fall into trouble? What if you are a trash and get a storage bag!"

Faced with Ding Yuan's rogue behavior, Chen Fan was no longer willing to waste his tongue. There was already a pale golden light flowing on his fist. He wanted to tell Ding Yuan with practical actions.

No one can hack Chen Fan's things!