Yuan Tianbo was stunned for a mont, actually succeeding on his first try. Did Mu Hanyan have the luck of stepping in dog shit every ti she went out?
But fortunately, it was only Glazed Gold this ti, a lot worse than the previous one, indicating that Mu Hanyan’s good luck had begun to wane. Besides, there were still nine more tries; it wouldn’t be possible for all nine to hit the mark even if he sared his feet with dog shit. Yuan Tianbo shook his head, consoling himself with this thought.
"Not bad luck." Mu Hanyan, seeing that Ling Baobao finally got the knack of it, was actually quite happy for him and nonchalantly picked up another raw stone to hand over.
Piles of raw stone in this mine were like mountains. Even if you knew a bit about identifying them, going through them one by one would tire you to death, let alone that she didn’t understand the thods of identification at all and simply picked at random.
They’re just a few lousy boxes, right? Lady Mu could afford to lose. Lady Mu’s mood was extrely relaxed.
"Water Pattern Silver, another win, she won again." As Ling Baobao executed the hand gestures one after another, exclamations of surprise once again spread through the crowd.
Mu Hanyan was no longer concerned about luck now; it was so good that she had beco numb to it, so what was there to worry about?
She began to pay attention to Ling Baobao’s hand gestures, which were now more complex and profound than before, and they seed to differ greatly from the hand gestures of the Holy Court Continent.
She felt that Ling Baobao’s hand gestures must be more powerful than those of the Holy Court Continent, but because he was not using them correctly, or perhaps for so other reason, their true potential wasn’t being fully unleashed.
All of a sudden, Mu Hanyan felt a slight tremor in her chest and looked down to see faint stars erging on the Star Plate, tracing out mysterious Star Chart patterns.
With Ling Baobao’s hand gestures, these Star Chart patterns were also constantly changing. The Star Illusion Thousand Machine was still in Deep Sleep, and the changes on the Star Plate were clearly triggered by Ling Baobao’s hand gestures.
Could it be that this guy’s hand gesture had so connection to the Star Plate? Mu Hanyan couldn’t help but speculate, but couldn’t confirm her guess right away.
"So that’s how hand gestures are used. I think I understand now, I really do." As Ling Baobao finished the last hand gesture sequence, he too was so excited that he couldn’t restrain himself and murmured to himself.
"She won again, but fortunately, fortunately, Water Pattern Silver is still a grade worse than Glazed Gold; her luck is getting worse, and will run out soon." Yuan Tianbo, on the other hand, spoke as if consoling himself or as if praying.
The smug look on his face had disappeared, replaced by uneasiness and anxiety. Although he could argue that the declining quality of teorite Gold proved that Mu Hanyan’s luck was fading and console himself that way, according to the bet, as long as it was teorite Gold, the value didn’t matter, whether it was ten million or ten thousand, and that was sothing he couldn’t comfort himself about.
"Do you want to continue?" Mu Hanyan asked Ling Baobao.
When Ling Baobao perford the hand gestures, she once again noticed the change in the heart plate on her chest and grew even more curious.
"Continue, of course, continue," said Ling Baobao, who was still thrilled, without any hesitation.
As Ling Baobao casually executed the hand gestures ti after ti, bright lights erged, forming dazzling, colorful ribbons of fla.
And one after another, teorite Gold revealed its inherent flowing radiance and luster within these fla patterns. In short order, a total of nine pieces of teorite Gold appeared at Ling Baobao’s feet.
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