Chapter 300: Liao Chen's Tactics! The Power of Deception!

Accompany?

Upon hearing these crazy, perverse words, Liao Chen's eyes flashed with an inexplicable Radiance.

He has seen countless arrogant players, but they all eventually fell beneath a one-on-one stage.

But the current situation is unlike the usual.

Su Yang's overall abilities exceed imagination; merely his ability to solve this case based on scattered Luoshi already proves it.

Therefore, Liao Chen cannot underestimate.

On the contrary, he must summon twelvefold vigilance.

This game cannot be concluded in a single day or by a piece of paperwork.

"Then let's begin!"

Speaking, Liao Chen waved his large hand, and a delicately crafted Shape table and two chairs suddenly appeared before the two.

At the same time, a deck of playing cards also appeared on the tabletop.

"Since you're so confident, why not compare? The winner leaves from here, the loser…"

"Boom!"

At that moment, the ground collapsed with a booming crash, and countless stones rained down.

A raging dark river, like a dragon, roared and ravaged, crazily washing over the rock walls, emitting a muffled blast.

"Forever stay here!"

Su Yang lowered his gaze and saw that he was currently levitating in midair, the only solid objects to lean on being the table and chairs.

"Not a bad proposal, I accept."

"Begin."

Liao Chen looked at his faint Smile at the corner of his Mouth, and an ominous foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

For no reason, he suddenly felt a sense of entering the game.

As if a sixth sense meddled, his hand's movement paused, but he quickly suppressed the uneasy feeling in his heart.

On his own home ground, why fear others?

Thinking that, he reached for the playing cards and indicated, "Please inspect."

Su Yang reached out, took it, flipped through a few times, and asked, "What's the way to play?"

"Very simple... compare sizes," Liao Chen's Mouth corner lifted.

"Oh?" Su Yang instantly became interested, "What are the rules?"

"Ace is the smallest, Jack is 11 points, Queen is 12 points, KING is 13 points."

"Little Joker is 15 points, Big Joker is 20 points."

"Best of three, first to two wins; each draws one card per round."

"If the points are equal, differentiate by suit."

"Any other questions?"

Su Yang nodded at the words, "Such a simple game doesn't match your style."

"The great Dao is simple; the simpler, the more it showcases ability," Liao Chen constantly watched Su Yang's eye changes, smiling, and said:

"Moreover, less than an hour remains until the Eternal Night ends."

"The sooner the game ends, the more advantageous it is for you, isn't it?"

Su Yang, upon hearing, immediately smiled, "So, you are still thinking of me."

"Enough idle talk, begin."

Liao Chen, seeing his unhurried demeanor, sneered inwardly.

Then, with a grand wave, 54 cards rose into Levitation like a swimming dragon, crazily spinning in midair.

The unique shuffling technique made Su Yang appreciate it.

"Please," Liao Chen said.

Su Yang examined with both eyes, casually drew one, and placed it flat on the table.

Liao Chen, seeing this, couldn't help but ask curiously, "Not even a glance?"

"Blind selection is more fun, I enjoy playing this way," Su Yang smiled faintly.

Feigning mystery.

Liao Chen muttered under his breath, and with quick eyes and swift hand drew a card onto his hand.

Then he covered a corner with his thumb and moved it slowly.

When he saw the true face of the Hole Cards, the smile on his face could no longer be restrained.

Su Yang, looking at his proud gaze, asked, "If I'm not mistaken, the card in your hand should be the Big Joker, right?"

Liao Chen's complexion remained unchanged, slowly turned the card over, "Congratulations, you guessed correctly."

A red JOKER stood before him.

Indeed...

Su Yang was not surprised at all.

If he were the manipulator, he would play this way too.

Directly kill the match, leaving no room for the player to turn the tide.

"Your turn now," Liao Chen's smile grew more intense, almost stretching to his ears.

Su Yang flipped the card—Club 7.

"Hahaha..."

Liao Chen was overjoyed beyond expectation, feigned regret and said, "Sorry, I won the First Place round."

Su Yang remained unmoved, merely tossing the card to the center of the table.

In this trial round, he already knew the opponent's Urine.

His tactics were brutal, leaving no leeway.

Since that's the case, he no longer needed to endure.

The second round began; the same shuffling mechanism sent fifty‑four playing cards fluttering before his eyes like flying blossoms.

"Please." Liao Chen again let Su Yang choose first this round.

Su Yang stared at the faintly emerging card faces, timing his move to draw one.

He placed it before his eyes—small king.

"Not playing blind selection this time?" Liao Chen teased.

"Playing blind with a cheater is no fun," Su Yang said softly.

"Don't blame me; although I lead the game, it's always fair."

"Enough talk, choose quickly."

Liao Chen, seeing his impatient look, actually slowed his movements.

At the card table, the more composed he was, the more the disadvantaged opponent grew anxious.

Moreover, this tormenting style was exhilarating.

Earlier Su Yang was full of vigor and confidence; now he finally tasted defeat.

Thinking that, Liao Chen held nothing back, swiftly drawing a card.

He looked up—big king, just like the previous round!

As the game's operator, he possessed the authority to control the cards; if he wished, he could obtain any hand he desired at will.

In a sense, he was perpetually in an unbeaten position.

This... is Trickery!

Ten bets, nine tricks; before entering the prison, Liao Chen practiced exactly this trade.

He earned a lot of money through Trickery.

He enjoyed the feeling of manipulating the game and equally looked forward to seeing the expression of a player who lost everything at the table.

Similarly, in this game he would give Su Yang a painful lesson!

"Are you ready?" Liao Chen asked.

"Don't rush; let me rub them a bit." Su Yang placed the cards in his palm, clasped his hands and gently rubbed them.

"The hand is fixed; you can't rub out a flower, can you?" Liao Chen, watching his clownish act, couldn't help but Laugh.

There is only one big king and one small king; this is the order set by the rules.

No one can change it.

Even if Su Yang possessed supreme abilities, this round he could only obediently accept defeat!

"Don't be impatient; the big king will be rubbed out soon," Su Yang said.

Liao Chen, suspiciously glancing at the card in his hand, found it unchanged and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

So far, Su Yang has not shown any Innate Talent.

He left a Heart Eye, deliberately creating the simplest game.

The purpose was to prevent him from cheating.

Not afraid of ten thousand, only afraid of the unlikely.

If his Innate Talent were X‑ray vision or Mind Reading, a more complex game would be hard to control.

Therefore, a one‑off showdown like comparing sizes

is the best anti‑enemy measure!

"All set?" Liao Chen asked impatiently.

"Laugh?" Su Yang asked.

"Time waits for no one; you must consider yourself," Liao Chen urged.

Even if a card could be rubbed, he didn't believe the opponent could, like in dramas, produce something that shouldn't exist.

"Faster!" Liao Chen's voice suddenly rose a few degrees.