Chapter 960: Chapter 112: I Am the Regent King of Great Zhou (Part 3)
Yun Sheng’s confident smile cut through Feng Gui’s face, he snorted and stepped forward.
He thought to himself: Foolish fellow.
Just now, Feng Gui had only used half of his strength, yet Long Huo was defeated miserably.
He refused to believe how capable the Regent King of Great Zhou could be.
The gambling rules were the sa as the last round, still a contest of dice size.
Each person had a cup and a die.
Whoever rolled the larger number would win.
Feng Gui wore a wooden expression, his hand barely moved, and a faint green Wind Elent enveloped the entire cup.
The cup started shaking rapidly.
Yun Sheng also smiled faintly.
She grabbed the cup with her right hand, shaking it slowly.
Feng Gui and Bingling looked at the "Regent King’s" gesture, both dumbfounded.
They had thought that as the owner of Wanlong Gambling House, the "Regent King" should also be skilled in gambling, at least understand how to use fighting spirit to control the die.
Who knew, the "Regent King" shook the die like an amateur?
But just when Feng Gui and Bingling thought they were sure to win.
A sharp gleam flashed across Yun Sheng’s eyes.
Her five fingers suddenly tightened, exerting force.
Yanling’s Hand, Third Level.
The five fingers moved faster and faster, the die seed to grow feet, spinning around in Yun Sheng’s palm.
What kind of technique is this?
It’s neither Magic nor fighting spirit.
Seeing Yun Sheng’s technique, Feng Gui’s face finally turned serious.
He started chanting.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, an invisible Wind Blade flew towards the cup in Yun Sheng’s hand.
Yun Sheng sneered, attempting to ddle with it.
Her eyes narrowed; without any chants.
A Wind Magic Elent also wrapped around that cup.
Yanling’s Hand technique and Wind Magic Elent mingled, the entire cup spun like a top.
Feng Gui’s "Wind Traceless" Magic Power couldn’t find a gap for a ti, unable to enter Yun Sheng’s cup.
Feng Gui was secretly shocked.
He had never encountered such a situation before, this Regent King of Great Zhou indeed had so tricks.
But even so, what of it? Even if ddling with the opponent’s die was impossible, as long as he ensured his own die showed "six".
No problem, worst case they draw.
Bingling could still obtain Wanlong Gambling House.
Feng Gui was reassured by this thought.
Today, he had used "Wind Traceless" multiple tis, Magic Power consumption was significant.
As he prepared to retrieve the Wind Magic Elent, he felt a Super Strength following closely, crashing into his cup.
The Magic Power was very fierce, directly shattering his Wind Magic Elent.
A "crash" sound was heard.
This ti, it was Feng Gui’s cup that slipped.
Everyone’s attention gathered on Feng Gui’s cup.
Inside, the white die was still spinning.
As the die stopped, everyone’s eyes widened.
"!"
The originally assured Bingling’s face turned ghostly pale, staring at the die as if seeing a ghost.
The die was blank, with no numbers visible.
On the six-sided die, all the numbers had disappeared.
A well-made die doesn’t naturally beco blank for no reason.
This blank die was due to all six faces being shaved down as if by a knife.
What kind of power could make a solid die, in such a short ti, be sliced like tofu on all six sides.
Feng Gui was dumbstruck, the scene at the final retreating mont flashed in his mind.
The Super Strength returning with his "Wind Trace
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