783: Chapter 783 “In a Thought 783: Chapter 783 “In a Thought Fang Xuan sneered, “Unless you have a pair of Wind-Calling Ears like mine!
But that’s impossible!”
“Do you know?
To master the Divine Technique, I once endured six years of rigorous training deep in the Misty Forest, quenching my thirst with mist and satisfying my hunger with poisonous snakes and centipedes.
You don’t understand the significance of my Divine Technique.” Pride was evident on Fang Xuan’s face.
Ye Chenfeng, however, smiled indifferently, “Often, what takes you decades to achieve, others can accomplish in a mere thought.”
“Impossible!
The idea of achieving something in a mere thought is a deception to the world, it’s utopian!” Fang Xuan immediately denied Ye Chenfeng’s claim.
“When are they going to start?”
The crowd was getting impatient as Ye Chenfeng and Fang Xuan were taking their time to begin.
“I certainly don’t have a pair of big ears like you do.
If that were the case, I’m afraid all my women would leave me,” Ye Chenfeng said calmly.
“You…” Fang Xuan was so angry that he trembled.
Channelling all his fury into motivation, he vigorously shook the dice cup, his eyes filled with a fierce light as he stared at Ye Chenfeng.
“Bang!”
As the dice cup landed on the gambling table, the dice inside began to make a crisp sound.
Fang Xuan was fully concentrated on shaking the dice, but Ye Chenfeng sat quietly, like a passerby, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.
As the dice cup was placed, Fang Xuan stared unblinkingly at Ye Chenfeng, eager to catch any sleight of hand or trickery Ye Chenfeng might use to guess the points.
If he could see through it, he could expose him on the spot and disgrace him.
But to his disappointment, Ye Chenfeng simply watched him with a smile, sitting motionless, his expression unchanging, let alone using any kind of deceptive tricks.
“Bet high or bet low?” A disheartened Fang Xuan had no choice but to ask Ye Chenfeng.
“Two, three, four, nine—bet low!” Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.
“Gah!”
Suddenly, Fang Xuan’s body shook as if he had encountered something inconceivable.
“Open the cup!” urged Ye Chenfeng.
“You won the first round!”
Fang Xuan lifted the cup and, to his astonishment, the result was exactly as Ye Chenfeng had said, even the points were spot on.
How did he do it?
Fang Xuan wanted to ask how Ye Chenfeng managed it, considering he hadn’t made the mistake Zhong Yan had—exposing the dice.
Yet, Ye Chenfeng could still guess the exact number of points.
Seeing through it was impossible with the eyes; could it really be as he had said, that Ye Chenfeng used some Demon Art?
That was also unlikely.
Could it be that, like himself, he had used his ears to discern it?
That was a strong possibility!
Recalling that Ye Chenfeng had told him that some could achieve it in a thought, Fang Xuan was now more convinced that Ye Chenfeng had used his ears.
Humph, so what if you can hear it with your ears?
This round I will make you lose.
“It’s the second round now.
Think carefully because if you lose this one, you’re completely done for,” Ye Chenfeng reminded.
“This round you will definitely lose!
If you win, I’ll retire from the gambling world for good!” Fang Xuan declared boldly.
Ye Chenfeng tapped the table, “That’s what you said, remember.”
“Begin!” Fang Xuan truly wore a murderous expression.
Realizing that Fang Xuan was pulling out all the stops, Ye Chenfeng also concentrated his energy.
In the end, within the dice cup, the sound of the three dice was very low and pure in tone, without much noise.
The dice that produced such sounds generally had pip counts of three or less.
All three making that sound meant that they landed with the small numbers facing down, so naturally the three faces turned up were the large numbers.
Fang Xuan stared at Ye Chenfeng and let out a cold laugh; he seemed to have already foreseen Ye Chenfeng’s failure.
“One pip, one pip, three pips, bet small!”
However, as soon as Ye Chenfeng said this, Fang Xuan was immediately dumbfounded.
“Reveal the cup!”
The pips inside the dice matched exactly what Ye Chenfeng had said!
“How…
how did you do that?” Fang Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood and asked Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng, however, retorted, “Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that?
How did you manage to reverse the sound of the dice falling?
That’s quite a skillful move!”
“I’ve lost.
I will adhere to our agreement and retire from the gambling scene,” Fang Xuan said.
In a moment, Fang Xuan seemed to have aged quite a bit, his entire being staggering as he walked outside.
In the end, the Notary Association announced the results of the Gambling King contest, declaring the Gambling King the victor once again, thereby securing another four years of operational rights.
Where one side profits, there must be another that suffers.
The Gambling King’s face was flushed with victory, his face always adorned with a smile, while the rest of the crowd had gloomy expressions.
“Congratulations, Gambling King, on having such a talented apprentice!” Li Qiuming congratulated.
…
At this time, inside the luxurious suite of the cruise ship.
“Master Ye, it turns out someone blocked the camera.
It took us half a day to figure out what was wrong,” the middle-aged man said.
The young man referred to as Master Ye quickly asked, “What was the outcome of the Gambling King contest?”
The middle-aged man suddenly lowered his head, “Li Qiuming lost…
he lost!”
“What?
Li Qiuming lost?
How could he possibly lose?
All the conditions were created in his favor.
How could he possibly lose?” the young man exclaimed in disbelief.
“In the end, Le Xunyuan didn’t take part in the contest.
Instead, an unknown youngster stepped in who they say is the Gambling King’s third apprentice.
His appearance easily defeated Ghost Eyes and Spirit Hand,” the middle-aged man explained.
“A bunch of losers!
What’s the background of the Gambling King’s third apprentice?” the young man asked angrily.
“He disappeared shortly afterwards; I’ve already sent people after him,” the middle-aged man replied.
At this point, Ye Chenfeng and the others had already arrived outside the cruise ship.
“Ah, I guessed it!
The whisper you shared with Brother Ye earlier, Qingxue, must have been about Fang Xuan’s weakness, right?
How are you both so clever,” Ximen Leiting said in a mix of shock and awe.
Ye Chenfeng patted his shoulder, “You’re quite smart yourself.
Haven’t you already guessed it?”
“Brother Ye, stop teasing me.
But how did you figure out the big and small in the end?” Ximen Leiting asked again, curious.
Ye Chenfeng glanced at Chu Qingxue, who with a knowing smile, explained, “Actually, Chenfeng also used his ears to listen.
Earlier, when you weren’t paying attention, he came over to talk to me while holding a dice, repeatedly dropping it on the table.
That’s when he was distinguishing the sounds.”
“That’s possible?” Ximen Leiting’s eyes looked like they were about to pop out.
“You could discern it from that sound?” Guo Feng asked, quite puzzled.
Chu Qingxue gave Ye Chenfeng a deep look and smiled, “Ordinary people certainly cannot discern it, but some people can.
Like Fang Xuan, his large ears must have undergone special training.”