Super Golden Eye

"One, two, three!"

"Ten, one hundred, two hundred!"

"Two hundred and seventy yuan, all of them have been cut up. This, this is simply unbelievable. Isn't this kid blind? Is he really relying on something?"

Exclaimed everywhere, the faces of the Song family became more and more ugly. Especially Song Hongde, whose face looked like he had swallowed a dead mouse, and even the palms of his hands began to break out in cold sweat.

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

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

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

"Three hundred yuan, there are still twenty-seven yuan! Still not one piece has been cut!"

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

Even the old fellows who were at the same level as Song Cheng on the stage cast their gazes at this moment, rolling their eyes on Fang Yang, thoughtful.

"Xiaoming, Fang Yang is going to win." Among the crowd, Xue Zimei said excitedly. She blushed and said in her heart that this time it was really not in vain. If Fang Yang could be invited home to discuss a big plan, the chances of 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 came from. I have never seen such a unique skill in appraising stones." Gu Xiaosong looked at Fang Yang, who had his eyes closed tightly, and said.

Fang Yang opened his eyes and looked at him, thinking that you are a crook, stay away from me. But with a smile on his mouth, he complimented: "It's not a special skill, it's just a small way. It's just slightly better than the Gu family's stone appreciating technique."

"Ah, hahaha!" Gu Xiaosong was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed heartily. He was clear in his heart and knew what Fang Yang said before giving birth to him, but he didn't take it to heart. On the contrary, he felt that Fang Yang was a sweetheart and a real gentleman.

"If there is a chance, I will invite Brother Fang to come to my Gu's house to learn how to appreciate stones. I have some reservations in this first round, and I will ask Brother Fang to be careful in the next round. Next time, I will be ready to fire." Gu Xiaosong said .

Fang Yang agreed with a few words without a smile on his face, saying that you are a stinky fart, and you will lose all your pants to me later.

Speaking of this, Fang Yang stood up. He glanced at the woolen material, thinking that there were still three pieces left to be cut.

"Three dollars!"

"Two dollars!"

"There's one last piece!"

Everyone started counting down, those who participated in the bet almost looked sad, 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 on Song Cheng with his words. He is not afraid that the other party is an earth-level power, just kidding, you didn't dare to touch me just now, if you touch me now, you will be even more unbearable and walk away.

Song Cheng snorted coldly, of course he knew Fang Yang's little Jiujiu. But this is a conspiracy, he can only admit it, waved his big hand and said with an ugly face: "Cut it quickly!"

"Yes, maybe this piece will fall off!" Song Hongde was holding on to his last hope. He was shaking all over, and his clothes were drenched in cold sweat. A gamble of tens of billions would not be worth the money even if he was sold. Everyone is happy with the Song family's victory, and his status may rise even further. But if he loses, even though he is following Song Cheng's orders, he will have to take the blame for it!

"It's spiritual energy, so majestic! My God, the Song family has lost with the middle-grade spirit stone fragments!" The spectators exclaimed and gasped for air.

When Wang Qiang and Ji Ping met each other, their eyes were filled with shock, and then they burst into wild laughter. The bet was so fucking relieved.

"It's over!" Song Hongde's heart thumped, and his eyes went dark, and he passed out directly. Where does he have the appearance of a mysterious master, he is worse than ordinary people.

One medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one hundred low-grade spirit stones. A fragment of a middle-grade spirit stone is worth a dozen or so low-grade spirit stones. That is an astronomical figure for him!

Not only Song Hongde, but also Song Cheng felt terrible in his heart. What he is afraid of is not just the money that the Song family has input, but more importantly, Fang Yang is simply a monster, with a 100% stone appraisal rate, which seems to be a personal hack! If you invite him to the clan to appraise stones, it is tantamount to making a steady profit, and you can develop spiritual stones infinitely.

A middle-grade spirit stone can shape a mysterious martial artist. With Fang Yang around, after a year and a half, even the number of martial artists in a small family will double! If it is placed in a big family, if better wool is handed over to him for identification, the result...

Song Cheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, his eyes turned cold, and the aura of the ground level unconsciously spread out, and his heart already had a murderous intent towards the other party. If it is not for your own use this time, it must not be kept. He has formed a bond with the Song family, and if he grows up in the future, he will definitely be a nail in the way of the Song family's rise!

"Song Cheng, what do you want to do! Could it be that your Song family is going to cheat!" In an instant, countless people felt the murderous aura on Song Cheng. Wang Qiang and Ji Ping were particularly sensitive. They rushed to Fang Yang's side and looked at Song Cheng warily, for fear that he would not think twice and would actually do something.

"This old man Song Cheng is afraid that he is going to kill him. If there is a fight in a while, you should hurry up and take Fang Yang away first." Wang Qiang said in a low voice.

Ji Ping was not polite to him, he grabbed at the waist with his hand, and started with five throwing knives at the same time. He opened up the fighting spirit in the late stage of Xuanjie to the extreme, with six eyes, ready to lead Fang Yang out of the encirclement at any time.

Fang Yang felt the countless murderous aura in the air, and his heart went cold. He looked at Song Chengxin and said, if brother doesn't die today, he will dig up your Song family ancestor's grave later if he has the strength. Arrange at least three killing formations, so that the Feng Shui of your Song family can't turn over in this life!

"Brother Song, you don't really want to do it, do you?" Under the tense atmosphere, a gust of fresh wind suddenly appeared, like water and mist, with a feminine force that wiped out the killing intent in the air.

When everyone looked up, it was the old man who had announced the match and stood up. He didn't know when he walked up to Song Cheng's side, put a hand on his shoulder, and his face was full of kindness: "Brother Song, listen to the old man's advice. Let's not mention the Wang family and the Fang family for the time being. If you offend Taoist An , you know the consequences better than me!"

"Daochang An! Huh! Who said I'm going to do it! This little money is nothing, I can afford it without the help of my Song family. Fang Yang, right? From now on, you can go to the Song family to collect bets anytime. , I, Song Cheng, will not miss a word of you. The game continues! Take Song Hongde down for me, and someone else will come up!" Song Cheng said with a big wave of his hand. But his eyes were always on Fang Yang, and he didn't know what else he was thinking.