Chapter 321: Sky‑High Betting Game!

At the instant of eye contact, Jiang Feng felt a sudden heaviness at his brow.

An ultra‑strong Spiritual Power, like a sharp spear, pierced his heart and spirit.

"What a strong Spiritual Power!"

Jiang Feng thought to himself.

Gao Yi truly is a strong one who specializes in Spiritual Power.

If an ordinary martial artist faced this Spiritual Shock, they'd instantly lose control of mind and spirit, becoming a puppet at others' disposal.

Jiang Feng showed no Panic at all, instantly circulating the strong true qi within his body.

A gentle true qi surged from his dantian, like a gale sweeping leaves, instantly scattering the invading Spiritual Power without a trace.

Gao Yi saw that Jiang Feng could so easily dispel his Spiritual Power, and the calm on his face vanished instantly.

Then he slightly raised an eyebrow, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Chu Xiaotian beside him.

"This person is a Grand Master‑level martial artist; Xiaotian, your defeat is no injustice."

Chu Xiaotian heard this, his complexion instantly turned iron‑blue, his teeth chattered as he clenched them,

"I knew he wasn't ordinary! A Grand Master like him, yet he uses his cultivation to bully a mere ordinary person like me—it's utterly excessive! Master, you cannot spare him!"

At this moment his heart was full of Anger; it turned out he had been fooled by Jiang Feng all along.

The opponent wasn't an ordinary Alchemist at all, but a Grand Master!

Chu Xiaotian knew well that his Gambling Technique is superb before ordinary people, but before a Grand Master it is as childish and laughable as a toddler learning to walk.

But Gao Yi, hearing this, merely gave Chu Xiaotian a cold glance.

"If your skill is inferior, admit defeat; why all the useless talk?"

Even so, Gao Yi's gaze toward Jiang Feng carried a cold sharpness.

"Nevertheless, even a Grand Master has no right to bully my Disciple! This matter today must have an explanation!"

While Master and Disciple spoke, Jiang Feng and Nanxi had already pushed through the Crowd and walked to the gambling table.

Ma Jian and Duanmu Hongjie saw the two and hurried over.

"Jiang Ge, Chu Xiaotian has brought a helper; I'm afraid it's to deal with you!"

Old Qi saw Nanxi approach and immediately stood up from his seat.

His face was full of guilt, and he bowed to Nanxi.

"South General, I sincerely apologize; this old man's skill is inferior, and after losing three rounds, the Club suffered considerable loss. Please, South General, punish me!"

Old Qi has been the Town's Top Player at Fengfan Club for years, never having lost so badly.

Today he not only lost face, but also shamed the Club, so now he feels deeply ashamed.

Nanxi, seeing Old Qi's guilty expression, quickly soothed him.

"Old Qi, you have already done your best; after all, the opponent is Gambling Saint Gao Yi. Leave the rest to me; you go rest first."

She knew Old Qi had given his all; against a foe like Gao Yi, losing is understandable, and no need for harsh blame.

Old Qi, hearing this, looked at Nanxi gratefully, gave a slight bow, then slunk away.

Having sent Old Qi away, Nanxi's gaze fell on Gao Yi, her tone carrying a faint detachment.

"Mr. Gao, I have long admired your reputation. I only wonder where Fengfan Club has offended you; today's uproar seems rather inappropriate, doesn't it?"

Gao Yi, seated at the gambling table, gave a faint smile and said with a hint of mockery,

"Boss Nan, that statement is wrong; Fengfan Club opens its doors to business, welcoming guests from all over the world—how could you deny entry to the Gambling Saint?"

He paused, looked around, and the smile at his mouth deepened.

"If that's the case, it's simple: just have your casino post a sign plainly stating that the Gambling Saint may not enter, and I, Gao, will leave immediately and return all Chip, how about that?"

Those words made Nanxi's face turn cold.

Everyone knows that's impossible!

Fengfan Club operates as an open business, relying on patrons from all gambling circles.

If they actually posted a sign barring the Gambling Saint, wouldn't that offend all Gambling Saint‑level masters of the Gambling World?

Then it wouldn't even be business; they might not even be able to stand.

Nanxi's complexion instantly darkened, and she stared coldly at Gao Yi.

But considering Gao Yi's status, she forced down her Anger and forced a smile back onto her face.

"Mr. Gao, you're being facetious; our casino opens its doors to business, naturally every guest is welcome, how could we deny the Gambling Saint entry? It's just that you've been playing for a long time today…"

"How about this: I'll arrange a presidential suite for you, Mr. Gao, so you can rest and recuperate, and play again tomorrow?"

Nanxi's words were the final concession as the casino's owner.

If Gao Yi does not want Not Die Not Rest, he should take the money and leave now.

As a token of gratitude, Nanxi will not make him return any of the Chip he won tonight, which counts as a settlement between them.

But Gao Yi, faced with Nanxi's concession, merely gave a faint smile and shook his head.

His tone carried a hint of playfulness as he toyed with the Chip in his hand.

"Boss Nan, you're thoughtful, but although I'm older, I'm unusually vigorous and don't feel tired at all."

Speaking, he deliberately lifted his wrist, glanced at his watch, and said leisurely.

"See, it's only just past eleven, the night life has just begun, it's not even bedtime; I want to keep gambling like this!"

Those words made Nanxi realize that tonight's matter would be hard to resolve.

At that moment, Gao Yi's gaze passed over Nanxi and landed on Jiang Feng behind her.

Jiang Feng remained unafraid, meeting Gao Yi's stare.

Gao Yi gave a glance and laughed.

"I heard that Mr. Jiang's gambling technique is first‑rate, even this incompetent disciple of mine lost to him. Since that's the case, let this old fool be shameless and gamble a round with Mr. Jiang, sparring our gambling techniques—does Mr. Jiang dare to accept?"

Nanxi heard Gao Yi's words, and her complexion turned completely cold.

She knew that, with things having come to this point, there was no room left for any reversal.

Gao Yi made it clear today that he was coming at Jiang Feng.

She turned her head toward Jiang Feng beside her, let out a light sigh, and whispered to Jiang Feng.

"Junior Brother Jiang, since it is so, the rest now depends on you…"

Jiang Feng gave a faint smile: "Don't worry, Senior Sister."

Saying that, Jiang Feng sat directly opposite Gao Yi.

And Duanmu Hongjie and Ma Jian at this moment also immediately stood behind Jiang Feng like two bodyguards.

"Speak, Mr. Gao, how would you like to gamble?"

"Magnanimous!"

Gao Yi snapped his fingers, and instantly a man in black behind him opened a box and dumped it onto the table, clattering with U. S. dollars.

Gao Yi laughed: "I went to Las Vegas a couple of days ago, didn't win much, just a hundred million U. S. dollars."

"This is only a part of it… I want to take this money, add all the Chips I win tonight, total eight hundred million, and gamble a round with Mr. Jiang, how about that?"