Sunny Day Who Can't Sing

Chapter 493 The Battle of Wits and Courage (Part 1)

Up, down, left, right, front, back…

All movements were incredibly fluid, flowing like water yet sharp and precise.

Especially when the left and right hands alternated and changed, they were so steady that not a single ripple or fluctuation occurred!

In terms of dice shaking skill alone, he might still be a bit behind the Dice Demon Lin Zhenbei at his peak, but…

As things stood, Mo Pingqiu was absolutely not inferior to Lin Zhenbei, who was already in his twilight years!

With this thought, I involuntarily began to slow down the shaking frequency.

If someone's aura in a certain matter is stronger than yours, never go head-to-head with them before the outcome is decided!

Temporarily avoiding their sharp edge and staying true to yourself is the kingly way!

Seeing me slow down the speed and frequency of my dice shaking, a smug smile spread across Mo Pingqiu's lips.

To this, I remained oblivious.

As Mo Pingqiu and I began to shake the dice in unison, everyone in the hall held their breath and stared intently at us.

Especially the representatives behind each of us, Ying Baolin and Yu Shuang, both had furrowed brows, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy. This round was not only about personal interests but also involved the reputation of two major families.

To put it bluntly, it was a clash of titans between the local power and the dragon crossing the river.

A fierce gaze, a fierce struggle!

...

The two minutes for shaking the dice ended.

"Time's up, stop!"

As soon as Ke Jie finished speaking, Mo Pingqiu and I simultaneously withdrew our hands, placing the dice cups firmly on the gambling table before us.

In fact, there was no need for anyone to time us.

For those who made a living as cheaters, the duration of two minutes was already etched in their minds from the beginning of the game, and they would start counting down silently in their hearts.

After stopping, all eyes in the venue seemed to turn towards the two dice cups.

Glancing at Mo Pingqiu and me, Ke Jie gestured again and said, "Please, both sides, open your cups and reveal the dice!"

As soon as the words fell, Ying Baolin and Yu Shuang from the sidelines stood up in unison.

With their own thoughts in mind, they swept their gazes over the dice cups before settling them back on Mo Pingqiu and me.

The entire hall instantly fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The reason the onlookers were so engrossed was not because they were nervous for me or Mo Pingqiu, but simply because they were so deeply immersed in the drama, caught up in the spectacle without realizing it.

As soon as Ke Jie finished speaking, Mo Pingqiu slowly reached for the dice cup and then flipped it over with a sudden movement!

As soon as the cup was opened, the surrounding onlookers involuntarily let out gasps and cheers.

Apart from the "single pillar reaching the sky," which best demonstrated a cheater's dice-shaking skill, the topmost die was still spinning.

It only slowly came to a stop after four or five seconds, and then…

A strikingly conspicuous single red dot stood upright!

Clearly, at the moment of placing the cup, Mo Pingqiu's hand that was covering the dice cup must have secretly exerted force and performed another trick.

If I remembered correctly, this move was called "Golden Rooster Stands Alone," and it was quite difficult to execute perfectly.

In terms of momentum, technique, and visual effect, Mo Pingqiu's dice-shaking skill was indeed superior to mine.

Some of the impressed onlookers were already shouting Mo Pingqiu's name from various parts of the hall, as if cheering him on.

After the ninth die stopped spinning and settled, Mo Pingqiu's "nine nines return to one" was set.

In other words, in this round… he had already secured an invincible position!

Even if I had also rolled nine ones, I wouldn't have been able to win against him; it would only be a draw.

Conversely, there was no possibility of winning; it was simply a loss!

Seeing Mo Pingqiu uphold her family's honor, Yu Shuang's face immediately showed a look of relief.

After letting out a long sigh, the queen bee, gently patting her chest, looked at Ying Baolin with her charming eyes and smiled, "I'm sorry, Boss Ying!"

"I'm definitely not going to lose this round!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Baolin coldly snorted, "I might still have a chance to win back a draw!"

After speaking, Ying Baolin turned his gaze back to me.

At this moment, I ignored the bickering between Yu Shuang and Ying Baolin and directly placed my hand on the dice cup and flipped it open.

Seeing this, Ying Baolin's eyes immediately tightened, and a rare look of nervousness appeared on his face.

For Ying Baolin, losing the gamble and me losing a hand was of little consequence; it was the humiliation of being slapped in the face without being able to retaliate that was paramount!

That was why he felt nervous and uneasy.

...

The moment the dice cup was opened, and everyone saw the pips on the dice inside, the entire hall erupted once again in an almost deafening cry of astonishment.

Although there was no "single pillar reaching the sky," the pips on the dice I rolled were exactly the same as Mo Pingqiu's.

Nine ones!

Seeing this, Mo Pingqiu's face immediately froze.

He hadn't expected that the dice I rolled at a slower pace would also end up being nine ones.

Little did he know, all of this was intentional on my part.

When dealing with such an old fox, how could I not keep some tricks up my sleeve?

If he had sensed something was amiss, who knew what underhanded tactics he might have employed behind the scenes.

Therefore, just now, I hadn't performed any fancy tricks, and I had even deliberately slowed down, making Mo Pingqiu subconsciously believe that I had been affected by his momentum.

High-stakes gambling never just pitted flashy techniques against each other.

Earlier, if I had focused all my attention on the gambling table, I would have likely fallen prey to Mo Pingqiu's cunning schemes!

Therefore, this round was a draw, with some excitement but no real danger.

This outcome caused completely opposite expressions to appear on the faces of Yu Shuang and Ying Baolin.

Yu Shuang looked gloomy, while Ying Baolin was beaming.

Seeing that both of us had rolled nine ones, Ke Jie immediately waved his hand and said, "Both sides have nine points, this round is a draw!"

Then, Ke Jie looked at Mo Pingqiu and me and said, "What you will gamble on next, please discuss and inform me of the result."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ke Jie stepped aside, returning the stage to the two of us.

After staring at me with suspicious eyes for a while, Mo Pingqiu finally spoke, "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves before it! You've hidden your depths well, Brother Chen Xiang!"

Before I could even reply, Mo Pingqiu continued, "Since you've managed to force a draw, let's talk about what poker game we'll play next?"

Hearing this, I didn't take up Mo Pingqiu's offer to continue the conversation. Instead, I calmly replied, "You are the senior of the Jianghu, you have the final say!"

This move was practically an open-handed provocation, and I refused to believe that old fox wouldn't understand it!