Chapter 1275： On gambling

"Since it's a treasure, why didn't it put it in those places."

Su Han turned to the far side to nuance his mouth.

The prices of the rough stones over there are all higher than one Supreme Spirit Coin, and some are even as high as hundreds of Supreme Spirit Coins.

What is this concept?

A Tier 8 magic weapon is nothing more than that.

For example, one of the pieces has been cut in half, revealing a ninth-level spiritual material inside, but no one knows how many such ninth-level spiritual materials will be cut, so its price is six hundred best spirit coins. .

If this piece is cut, it will lose blood.

Except for the ninth-tier spiritual materials on the surface, there are some worthless derivative spiritual materials inside, including sixth-tier, seventh-tier, and a small amount of eighth-tier.

"Yan worshipped and laughed."

The other party chuckled, "If the Yan worships intentionally, I can call the shots cheaper. How about 450,000 lower-grade spirit coins?"

"Four hundred and fifty thousand?"

Su Han groaned for a while, then shook his head slightly: "If this rough stone is priced at one hundred thousand lower-grade spirit coins, it may be a bit of a profit, and four hundred and fifty thousand will be a big loss."

One hundred thousand lower grade coins?

The other party was stunned.

Some nearby soul races and **** races can't help but look towards Su Han. Who is so arrogant and dares to directly assert the value of the rough stone so accurately?

"Yan worship, you should go and look elsewhere."

A faint anger flashed through the eyes of the soul clan warrior in the Valley Lord's Mansion and waved his hand.

What a joke.

When this rough stone was purchased by the owner of the valley, it cost 300,000 lower-grade spirit coins, 100,000? Dreaming.

"Yan Jifu, how do you assert that this rough stone is only worth one hundred thousand lower-grade spirit coins?"

A figure blocked Su Han's way.

The other party was one of the soul clan warriors who walked with Zheng Tonglong before.

"How do I assert, can I still tell you?

If you ask me about the art of rough stones, can you not be humble? "

Su Han smiled lightly.

"Hahaha..."

Cheng Wu didn't get angry and laughed, "I can't imagine that Yan worship is not only a fire doctor, or a master of the original stone?"

Everyone also chuckles.

How many original stone masters are there in the world? The famous original stone master in the soul clan has an extremely lofty status, such as the master of Nethergu Valley, Mingyou.

He is considered to be of low status in the original stone master. There is a great sage in the soul race who is named as the'shitian great sage', which is the origin of the original stone master, plus he is a great sage strong, but within the soul race The highest in the hearts of all stone gamblers.

"Oh, you really guessed it."

Su Han smiled and nodded.

Everyone was silent for a while, but after a while, they shook their heads with a smile.

Cheng Wu no longer struggled with this matter. He was sent by Zheng Tonglong to teach Su Han after seeing that Su Han was also interested in the original stone.

They have an advantage.

Whether it is the rough stone from Ghost Valley or the rough stone brought by the little prince, they are very clear about the details.

This rough stone was bought by the master Mingyou who spent 300,000 lower-grade spirit coins. Although the price is not high, at least it has its own unique features. Otherwise, why did Mingyou buy it?

After knowing this, he heard Su Han say that this rough stone was only worth one hundred thousand lower-grade spirit coins, Cheng Wu knew that the opportunity was coming.

"Since you said he is only worth 100,000 lower-grade spirit coins, can you dare to bet against me?"

Cheng Wu said lightly.

Everyone's eyes lit up slightly!

Sometimes the most noticeable thing about betting on stones is not to cut up, but to start gambling between the two parties in dispute.

The value of a gambling is usually higher than the original value of a gambling on a stone. This time, the little prince and Xuanyuanpo are conducting a gambling.

Their bet is the so-called Longxuan Pavilion quota.

"Right bet? How would you bet?"

Su Han smiled lightly.

Cheng Wu took a look at the area inside. To go there, he must have enough principal. If the principal is not enough, the rough stones cannot be bought, let alone enter the finals.

Mindful of this, Cheng Wu smiled and said: "We don't gamble too much, just gamble on a 20-class spirit coin."

A piece of material worth hundreds of thousands of inferior goods, to bet on twenty best spirit coins? Everyone suddenly became interested.

Even the warrior responsible for recording the record slowly approached here.

"The bet is okay, the gambling method."

Su Han smiled lightly.

"I bet it is worth more than 200,000 lower-grade spirit coins."

Cheng Wu said lightly.

He kept an eye on it.

When the Ghost Valley warrior who was responsible for selling this rough stone saw this, a smile flashed deep in his eyes.

"Okay, then I'll bet it is worth less than 200,000 low-grade spirit coins."

Su Han said lightly.

"Since it is a right gambling, if you lose, you have to pay the rough money."

Cheng Wu smiled.

"no problem."

Su Han nodded.

The two sides reached a consensus and witnessed by so many people around, Cheng Wu took the action and slowly cut the rough stone.

In this rough stone, there is nothing else, only a fist-sized sixth-order spiritual material whose value can reach more than one hundred thousand lower-grade spiritual coins.

In the process of cutting the rough stone, Cheng Wu was very careful, because he was afraid of breaking the contents.

After the tea ceremony, the half-human rough stone was only the size of a fist, and Cheng Wu was slightly startled with the sixth-order spiritual material in his hand.

How could it be just a Tier 6 spiritual material, and the quantity is still so small?

"This is a Tier 6 spiritual material, and its value is about 100,000 lower-grade spiritual coins."

"Well, if you are lucky, you can sell for one hundred twenty thousand."

Everyone pointed at the spiritual material.

Now it is clear who wins and who loses.

The warrior who was responsible for recording the record quietly wrote down a sum, then turned and left.

The Nether Valley warrior who sold this rough stone was a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect that he would be wronged by the other party.

"Twenty best spirit coins, thank you."

Su Han stretched out his hand.

Cheng Wu suddenly squeezed, crushing the spiritual material in his hand.

One hundred thousand lower-grade spirit coins were nothing to him like the Six Tribulations.

With a sullen face, he handed Su Han twenty low-grade spirit coins, blood dripping in Cheng Wu's heart.

Then he settled the original stone's money. Seeing that Su Han was about to leave, Cheng Wu immediately followed him. He must win back the 20 best spirit coins he just lost!

Not only does he have to win back twenty best spirit coins, he has to win more!

The opponent just got lucky once, and he has the details of these rough stones. As long as the rough stones are not brought by the Protoss, he has the greatest probability of winning!

Su Han didn't care about Cheng Wu following himself, and stayed in front of the original stone stand for a while.

Finally, he hit another rough stone.

"It was brought by the little prince!"

Cheng Wu's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward and said, "I want to bet against you on this rough stone."

"I would take the liberty to ask, how many best spirit coins do you have?"

Su Han smiled intently.

Cheng Wu snorted coldly and said lightly, "Two or three hundred are still taken out."

"With this little money, how many times can you bet with me?"

Su Han shook his head slightly, "I advise you to be kind, it is good for yourself."

"Stop talking nonsense, you gamble or not." Cheng Wu snorted. He knew the wealth of Doctor Tinder and didn't want to struggle with Su Han in this regard.