C42 (1/2)

”Enough of your rubbish, hurry up and order the cutting of the rock.” Lu Zhongda was furious in his heart. He, a mighty Feng Shui Master who was famous for his Longjiang Province, was actually being mocked like this. If he was not too old and his status did not allow him to mess around, he really would have rolled up his sleeves and fight with Fang Yang.

He worked for the Zhou Family, how could he not understand the path of Gambling Stone? Even though he was not an expert on the art of stone, he was still half an expert.

Most importantly, he is the Feng Shui Master. What was the Feng Shui Master doing? He was proficient in Zhou Yi and was just playing with luck.

Everything he wore today was for his own good luck. Looking at Fang Yang, who was dressed in a poor and poor family of Sea Wave, without even a little thing to add luck, how could they compare? It was all because of how young he was that he could speak so quickly.

”Wait until I defeat you, then I'll let you know what it means to have someone more powerful than you, and the presence of a mountain beyond the mountain.” Lu Zhongda was furious, he glared at Fang Yang.

Being stared at by Lu Zhongda, Fang Yang did not seem to care at all. The old man might be powerful, but he didn't know who he had met today.

As the saying goes, random fists will beat the old master to death. Fang Yang did not use Chaotic Fist, but it was more ruthless than Chaotic Fist.

He was relying on external items to increase his luck, and he was directly using the spiritual energy in his dantian to improve his luck. An extremely good Feng Shui Line was transformed into extremely poor.

If Lu Zhongda did not have the most expensive and best value, he would not even have a single piece of jade within these three stones.

There was no other way. Unlucky people were just this unlucky!

The rule was to win two out of three games, so it was important to order the wool. Under normal circumstances, each person would first line up one piece, then, in the second block.

But Fang Yang was done, he took the three pieces of wool and placed them beside the stone cutter, waiting for the stone to be cut.

This scene caused everyone to be stunned. However, soon after, discussions broke out.

”This kid can't be stupid, right?”

”I think it's broken. Who was Great Master Lu? This brat is just a fledgling, what is he going to use to compare himself to me? ”

”Then why did he shout so loudly just now?”

”It's probably an indirect brain attack. There are all sorts of diseases these days. Furthermore, he bought a piece of scrap metal, which is the other half of the Asian Stone King.

”Brother Fang, what's the situation?” Shen Xin was also slightly worried, he had gambled on his own family's Fish Intestine Sword. Even though he had been overbearing and domineering in the beginning, he felt a little regretful now. The ten ancient swords were not something to be trifled with. If he really lost to Fang Yang, then it would be weird if his father didn't skin him alive.

Fang Yang shook his head, saying that he would definitely be fine. He raised his head and glanced at Lu Zhongda, and then quietly turned his gaze elsewhere.

Old fellow, I'll be as good as you in a while.

Lu Zhongda was terrified when he saw Fang Yang, he secretly thought to himself, what is this brat doing, he isn't trying to cheat me, is he? Could it be that he was playing Tian Ji's horse racing? No, he must have realized that he couldn't handle it and was afraid of me. Yes, that must be it.

Thinking to the reason behind this, and then looking at Fang Yang's flickering eyes, his heart was at ease. Following Fang Yang's sequence, he was able to display his advantages to the maximum.

Unknowingly, the number of people in the third floor of the Gambling Stone City gradually increased. Everyone liked to watch the liveliness, not to mention the fact that it involved two big families, Shen Family and Zhou Family. This was a rare gamble.

”Eh, isn't this the Brother Fang whose luck was off just now on the second floor?” A familiar exclamation was heard from the crowd.

Fang Yang turned his head to look. Wasn't this the Ma Xianjie he knew just now, Boss Ma? Not far away from him, his sworn enemy, Lan Wenbin, also followed.

”Ma Xianjie, why is it that I can meet you wherever I go? How unlucky.”

”Is this owned by your family? Why can't I come if you can? ”

Seeing that, Fang Yang laughed bitterly and shook his head. The others also seemed to be accustomed to these two people, so they took it as a pleasure to listen to them.

The cutting of the rock had finally begun. The first thing he cut out was Fang Yang's stone, it was a piece of wool the size of a basketball. Fang Yang had spent 40 thousand to buy the new Pit Stone.

The one who cut the stone was a middle-aged master, the top-notch Lithoclast on the third floor. He wore a brown leather work apron and had delicate gloves.

He asked Fang Yang how to begin, whether it was to cut all of them in one go or to open a window to heaven.

Fang Yang chose to cut it in half. As for the Gambling Stone s, they had to be clean and nimble.