Super Golden Eye

"One, two, three!"

"Ten yuan, one hundred yuan, two hundred yuan!"

"Two hundred and seventy yuan, it's all cut up. This, this is simply incredible. Isn't this kid blind? Is it really something to rely on?"

Excited, the Song family's complexion became more and more ugly. Especially Song Hongde, with a face like a mouse swallowed, and even the palms of his hands began to sweat.

Although the current accuracy rate is only about 80%, Fang Yangjian has a large base of wool.

If only talking about quantity, before the final result appears, he is the well-deserved number one. He is more than 100 yuan more than the second place Gu Xiaosong, and his strength is beyond doubt.

However, after all, the ratio is 100% accuracy, and there are still less than 100 yuan. As long as there is a problem with one piece, Song Hongde and the Song family will win this bet.

"Three hundred yuan, and twenty-seven yuan! There is still no one cut!"

The miracle continued, and almost everyone held their breath. On the one hand, they were worried about their bets, on the other hand, they were completely overwhelmed by Fang Yang's stone enlightenment.

Even the old guys on the stage and Song Chengping's several ground-level cultivation bases cast their eyes at this moment, their eyes spinning on Fang Yang's body, thoughtful.

"Xiaoming, Fang Yang is going to win." Among the crowd, Xue Zimei said excitedly. Her face flushed with red heart and said that this time it really wasn't in vain. If Fang Yang could be invited to the house to discuss the big plan, then the success would be even higher.

"Fang Yang, you must win!" Xue Zimei prayed secretly in her heart.

"Brother Fang really surprised me. I don't know where Brother Fang learned from. This kind of magic skill is unprecedented." Gu Xiaosong looked at Fang Yang, who closed his eyes, and said.

Fang Yang opened his eyes and looked at him, saying that you are a dead man, stay away from me. There was a smile on his mouth, and he complimented: "I can't talk about stunts, it's just a trail. It's just a little better than Gu's stone appraisal."

"Ah, hahaha!" Gu Xiaosong was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. He knew what Fang Yang said before the match when he gave birth to him, but he didn't take it to heart. On the contrary, he felt that Fang Yang was a lover and a true gentleman.

"If there is a chance, I will definitely ask Brother Fang to come to my gu's house to learn the art of stone-appreciation. I have some reservations for the first round, and I will ask Brother Fang to be careful in the next round, but the next round will be full of firepower." Gu Xiaosong said. .

Fang Yang responded with a smile without a smile, and said to his heart that you are a stinky guy, and will let you lose all your **** to me later.

Speaking of this, Fang Yang stood up. He glanced over the wool, calculating in his mind that there were three more pieces to be cut.

"Three!"

"Two yuan!"

"There is one last piece!"

Everyone began to count down. Those who participated in the bet were almost bitter. Only Wang Qiang and others and a few spectators who did not participate in the bet were extremely excited.

At this moment, Fang Yang suddenly stopped. He looked up at Song Cheng who was pretending to be calm and said, "Surrender can lose half!"

Of course, Fang Yang deliberately ran Song Cheng against those words. He didn't fear that the other party was the power of the ground level. Just kidding, you didn't dare to touch me just now. Now if you touch me, you won't be able to eat.

Song Cheng snorted coldly, of course he knew Fang Yang's Xiao Jiujiu. But this is a shame, he can only admit it, and with a big hand waved his face ugly and said: "Hurry up!"

"Yes, maybe this one will fall!" Song Hongde held his last hope. He was shaking all over, his clothes were drenched in cold sweat. A tens of billions of gambling games, even selling him is not worth the money. Everyone is happy that the Song family won, and his status may rise. But if he loses, even though he is obedient to Song Cheng's orders, he will have to recite the scapegoat!

"It's spiritual energy, majestic! My God, the Song family has lost the middle-grade spiritual stone fragments!" The spectators exclaimed and breathed in air-conditioning.

When Wang Qiang met Ji Ping, his eyes were full of shock, and he burst into laughter. It was a **** frustration to win this game.

"It's over!" Song Hongde shook his heart, and fainted directly in front of him. Where does he still look like a master of the profound rank, even worse than ordinary people.

One middle-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for one hundred lower-grade spiritual stones. A piece of middle-grade spirit stone, even worse, is worth more than a dozen lower-grade spirit stones. That is an astronomical figure for him!

Not only Song Hongde, Song Cheng also felt terrible in his heart. What he feared was not just the money that the Song family had entered, but more importantly, Fang Yang was a wicked evildoer, with a 100% appraisal rate, which was like a personal plug-in! If you invite him to Jianshi in the clan, it would be equal to earning money without winning, and developing spirit stones for an unlimited number of times.

A piece of middle-grade spirit stone can shape a basalt martial artist, and Fang Yang is there. After a year and a half, the number of martial artists in the small family will have to be doubled up! If it is placed in a big family, if better wool is handed over to him for identification, the result is...

Song Cheng didn't dare to think about it anymore. His eyes were cold, and the breath of the ground level unconsciously spread out, and his heart had already raised the killing intent towards the other party. If you don't use it for yourself this time, you definitely can't stay. He has already forged a beam with the Song family, and if he grows up in the future, he will surely be an iron nail on the way to the rise of the Song family!

"Song Cheng, what do you want to do! Could it be possible that your Song family will play tricks!" In an instant, countless people felt the murderous aura of Song Cheng. Wang Qiang and Ji Ping were particularly sensitive. These two rushed directly to Fang Yang, looking at Song Cheng with a guard, for fear that he would really want to do it.

"Song Cheng, the old man, is afraid that he is going to kill him. If you fight for a while, you will lead Fang Yang to go first." Wang Qiang said in a low voice.

Ji Ping was not polite with him. He grabbed at the waist and grabbed the five flying knives all at once. The fighting aura of the late stage of the Profound Stage was driven to the extreme by him. He looked six ways and was ready to lead Fang Yang out of the siege at any time.

Fang Yang felt the countless murderous auras in the air, and his heart was cold. He looked at Song Chengxin and said, if Brother doesn't die today, he will dig your Song family ancestor's grave if he is strong in the future. Arrange at least three killing formations, so that your Song family's feng shui will not be able to turn around in this lifetime!

"Brother Song, you don't really want to do it!" Under the tense atmosphere of swords and arms, a breeze suddenly appeared, like water and mist, and the force of femininity wiped out the killing intent in the air.

Everyone looked up, and it was the old man who announced the game standing up. He did not know when he walked to Song Cheng's side, with a hand on his shoulder, his face was covered with kindness: "Song brother, listen to the old man's advice. The Wang family and Fang family will not mention it for the time being, if it angers Chief An , You know the consequences better than me!"

"Chief An Dao! Huh! Who said I'm going to do it! This little money is nothing, I can take it on my own without the presence of my Song family. Fang Yang, right, you can go to the Song family to take a bet anytime from now on , Song Cheng will not miss you a word. The game continues! Bring Song Hongde down to me and come up with someone else!" Song Cheng waved his hand and said. However, his eyes were always aimed at Fang Yang, not knowing what horrible idea he still had in his heart.