Chapter 97

Under normal circumstances, the shameless tactic of crushing the dice to result in zero points is prevented; no matter what number Heng Xian rolls, he is guaranteed to lose!

However, the moment he picked up the dice cup, the three dice inside were unexpectedly... all with their four corners facing up!

A high-difficulty position!

According to the explanation just given by the dealer Ma Buyin, this kind of dice roll counts as zero points!

Then, three zero-point dice are naturally smaller than one point.

Heng Xian gave a faint smile: "Zero points, I accept your concession!"

He played plenty of dice in his past life, and using spiritual power to manipulate the orientation of the dice in this life was too simple.

The entire gambling den was silent.

This maneuver by Heng Xian was not hard to understand, yet everyone had subconsciously ignored it!

This kid... he really has a tight grip!

Ma Buyin looked at the three dice with their four corners facing up, stunned for a full five breaths, his heart filled with regret.

Why did I have to set up a "ghost point"? If I had just set up three dice with four corners facing up for zero points, wouldn't I have forced Heng Xian into a dead end?

Gritting his teeth, he sighed: "This round... I'll count it as your win!"

Heng Xian cupped his fists.

"My turn!" At this moment, a burly man with a thick beard jumped out: "Let's play chess for the second round!"

Heng Xian did not hesitate in the slightest: "Fine!"

In the dense crowd surrounding them, those who recognized the bearded man lowered their voices and said: "Heizei, an inner sect disciple of Yaotian Peak, is Ma Buyin's sworn brother. They jointly run the Qianwang Gambling Den. He has studied chess his whole life and has reached the realm of 'forgetting oneself in heaven and man'!"

"It is said that last time he played against Elder Heshanzi of Dasong Peak, they played three games in one day, and he won all three. Elder Heshanzi vomited blood on the spot!"

"Now that Heng Xian has won the dice, can he beat Heizei at chess?"

"Wishful thinking. How old is he? It's said his cultivation is only at the Qi Sea Realm First Tier. I'm afraid he's been cultivating since he learned to walk; where would he have the time to study chess?"

In the crowd, "Fifth Senior Sister" Tong Quezi also said: "Junior Brother Bai, you have a grudge against Heng Xian, so you must be very familiar with him. Do you know how his chess skills are?"

Bai Ziqi hesitated for a moment: "I'm actually not very familiar with him. I only know this person has good talent and is good at business. As for chess... at his age, I'm afraid he doesn't have any, right?"

Tong Quezi shook her head: "I am curious, what kind of magic does this kid have to dare to go head-to-head with Ma Buyin and the others?"

By now, someone had already used a small transportation spell to place a chessboard on the table.

The chessboard was made entirely of jade, and the pieces were carved from bone jade.

Only here, there was no "Chu River and Han Boundary"; in the middle was the "Abyss of the Desolate Realm."

Heizei looked at Heng Xian: "You go first!"

Heng Xian shook his head: "You are older; elders first. You go first!"

Heizei stopped being modest and took the black pieces to start the game.

Heng Xian took the red pieces to play against him.

Countless eyes from all directions watched silently; those who loved chess felt an itch in their hearts.

However, everyone discovered that the two's chess skills didn't seem to be very good!

All kinds of situations and trends were common ones everyone used, and they moved back and forth without capturing each other's pieces. What kind of weird way of playing is this?

Just watching like this, many people were suddenly startled. This Heizei is high-level; he looks five or six steps ahead for every step he takes. By now, he had completed his layout and had Heng Xian in a dead-end suppression.

"Heng Xian has lost; he is young after all!" Many people sighed with the same sentiment.

Ma Buyin and his group looked at each other, smiles appearing on their faces.

Heizei smiled: "You are about to lose!"

Heng Xian shook his head: "Not necessarily!"

"Not necessarily??"

Not only Heizei, but the surrounding crowd was also very confused. Chess doesn't have many variations; can he still turn the tables?

"Yes!"

Heng Xian calmly picked up a piece and placed it down.

"Clack!"

Everyone immediately looked over.

They saw that this piece was like a stroke of divine inspiration, instantly bringing the dead game to life, completely disrupting Heizei's layout and initiating a counter-suppression!

It was indescribably miraculous!

"This..." People from all directions were stunned.

The smiles on the faces of Ma Buyin and his group also froze.

Even Tong Quezi and the others widened their eyes.

The situation on the chessboard is simple to describe, but to set up this situation, one must not only look many steps ahead but, more importantly, calculate the opponent Heizei's calculations into it to achieve it!

What kind of perverted scheming is this?!

Heizei was also stunned. He picked up a chess piece, his body trembling violently, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. After considering for a long time, he prepared to place it down.

Heng Xian said calmly: "Are you sure about placing it there?"

"I..." Heizei finally gave up dejectedly, slapping his forehead heavily, "I lost!"

The large man's eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily.

"Damn! How did Heng Xian do it?" A group of chess enthusiasts quickly swarmed over, staring fixedly at the chessboard, the more they looked, the more convinced they became.

Not a single piece captured, yet the two of them actually played to this point?!

Many people looked at Heng Xian again, and their eyes had changed!

The expressions of Ma Buyin and his group had also completely changed. Five rounds, three wins; this Heng Xian had already won two!

And from beginning to end, he had appeared calm, steady, unhurried, and slow.

In the end... who is scamming whom?!

Now the pressure was completely on their side, because of the remaining three rounds, losing one meant losing it all!

The group looked solemn, whispering to each other. After much deliberation, a woman with a green snake tattoo on her neck stepped forward: "We'll do the third round, Ghost Hand Play!"

As she spoke, she waved her slender right hand gently, and nine cold iron bowls and a piece of top-quality red spirit crystal appeared on the table.

Heng Xian nodded: "No problem!"

What "Ghost Hand Play," it was clearly an enhanced version of "Three Immortals Return to the Cave"—"Nine Immortals Return to the Cave."

Someone nearby shouted: "Qin Sanniang of Qianshou Peak, her ghost hands are like illusions, shadows following shadows, flying away from the mysterious red dust, her fingers moving a thousand miles in a single thought. Today, I finally get to see it!"

Another person said: "Senior Sister Qin is really going to show off her skills!"

Tong Quezi also said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Qin Sanniang's ghost shadows are heavy and unpredictable. I don't believe this Heng Xian can still win!"

"If he wins again, he's seen a ghost!" Bai Ziqi and Liu Qing said simultaneously.

Qin Sanniang at this time held up the piece of top-quality red spirit crystal, looked at Heng Xian, and said in a deep voice: "Spirit crystal is the hardest thing in the world and the most difficult to tamper with, and the cold iron bowls cut off spiritual sense. Does Junior Brother Heng need to check them?"

Heng Xian nodded and said: "I trust Senior Sister!"

Qin Sanniang looked into his eyes: "Nine bowls covering the spirit crystal, one choice out of nine. The one who guesses correctly wins, the one who guesses empty loses. What does Junior Brother Heng think?"

Heng Xian smiled: "One choice out of nine, nine immortals returning to the ruins, it is only right and proper!"

"Very good!"

Qin Sanniang lifted her right hand gently, and the nine cold iron bowls floated in the air, the piece of top-quality spirit crystal also floating under the nine bowls, swaying back and forth.

Then, under everyone's gaze, Qin Sanniang's hands became blurry, and the nine cold iron bowls and the top-quality spirit crystal also rotated and blurred, so fast that even the spiritual sense of a Primordial Dan Realm expert would find it hard to lock onto.

After countless rotations, while everyone's attention was still on the air, the nine cold iron bowls had already clicked onto the table, fitting perfectly.

That piece of top-quality spirit crystal was gone!

"Uh..." The surrounding onlookers looked back and forth, looking confused.

The cold iron bowls cut off spiritual sense probing; under which one is the spirit crystal?

Qin Sanniang crossed her legs, looking at Heng Xian with an aggressive gaze: "Junior Brother Heng, please guess!"

Everyone's eyes turned to Heng Xian.

Ma Xiaohua and his junior sister looked at each other, subconsciously wiping their foreheads; they couldn't see where the spirit crystal was.

Tong Que'er, Bai Ziqi, and the others frowned, also having no confidence at all.

One choice out of nine; the probability was very slim.

Doing this really had the suspicion of deceiving people.

Heng Xian also fell silent for a moment.

(End of this chapter)