In their opinion, not only was Chu Feng going to lose, but his loss this time was definitely the worst ever.

"Brother Chu Feng, do you think that the longer the colorful Gu is shaken, the more colorful beads it will produce?"

"I can only say that your idea is too naive. I can guarantee that the seven-color beads produced in your seven-color Gu now are not even three." Ren Xiaoyao said to Chu Feng.

He was very proud and arrogant, as if he was already a superior winner looking at a miserable loser.

He has already sentenced Chu Feng to death.

In response to Ren Xiaoyao's ridicule, Chu Feng smiled lightly. His smile was meaningful but full of teasing flavor.

Swish——

The next moment, Chu Feng raised his arm, and the seven-color Gu in his hand was also lifted from the table.

"Oh my God."

And when people saw the colorful beads on Chu Feng's table, they were immediately shocked, and some even stared at their pockets.

Even people like Song Yunfei, Xia Yun'er, Jian Qingqing, etc. had a huge change in their eyes.

Because right now, there are eleven colorful beads on Chu Feng’s table, one more than Ren Xiaoyao.

"this……"

Ren Xiaoyao was speechless. While staring closely at the colorful beads on the table, he kept wiping his eyes.

It was as if he was afraid that he had seen it wrong, but after rubbing it again and again, he felt more and more, his heart was congested, his scalp was numb, and he felt extremely unwilling and unbelievable.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what did you just say?"

"There are less than three colorful beads in my seven-colored Gu. How many are there now?"

At this moment, Chu Feng looked at Ren Xiaoyao with a smile.

His smile was still so shallow and light, as if there was no change from before.

But at this moment, Ren Xiaoyao saw that Chu Feng's smile was so hateful, as if he was looking at a clown, and it was a mockery of him.
Chapter completed!