Chapter 209: One Pillar Supporting the Sky, So Impressive
Lin Nuo knew the opponent was playing tricks, but leveraging his strong mental fortitude, he engaged in a psychological battle, turning the opponent’s tricks against them for an unexpected victory.
They initially thought Lin Nuo was at the first level, only to be shocked when he displayed fifth-level prowess, prompting them to escalate to sixth-level suppression, completely unaware he was already soaring into the atmosphere.
When it came to psychological warfare and schemes, Lin Nuo had never backed down.
Defeating the opponent would send them straight to the afterlife, no long-winded speeches required.
The boss of the gambling house and the cheat were furious; they had just won and proceeded to kill someone right in front of them—talk about arrogance!
The first card game had just ended, and here came the second round.
Lin Nuo immediately accepted, raising the stakes with a life wager. If it wasn’t a life at stake, he didn’t want to gamble.
“Sure, life wager; you choose the gambling method.”
The tall man quickly agreed to the life wager, as if that was exactly what he was after.
Watching one of his companions get killed, how could he bear that grudge? It had to be an eye for an eye.
This gambling house was their turf. If this kid could pull off one trick, he surely couldn’t keep getting away with it.
A life wager? Leave your dog life behind; blood debts must be repaid with blood!
Lin Nuo smiled:
“Let’s roll the dice; I prefer to test strength. One individual, one dice cup—whoever has the lower number wins. How about that?”
“A dice cup? Alright, I accept!”
The man laughed heartily. Who would’ve thought rolling the dice with just one cup each was like digging his own grave?
Instead of gambling big or small, making it a sure bet to cheat, rolling with one dice cup each meant it was their own dice in play. How could they possibly win?
The onlookers were astonished; Lin Nuo was up to something big, daring to challenge the opponent to a dice roll.
How could he win against someone renowned as the God of Dice, Huang Hui? Rolling the dice was his expertise, reaching an unparalleled peak; it was as if the dice could sense his intentions and delivered whatever he wished.
This was undoubtedly a death sentence.
With six dice in the cup, if they were to compare numbers, everyone could easily guess the lowest would be six ones, and Huang Hui would surely be able to roll that.
Thinking it over, Lin Nuo had no chance to win; at best, they would tie with six ones.
How long would this battle go on?
Lin Nuo asked, “The dice have six sides; which side counts as the result here?”
“Of course, it’s the side facing up.”
“What if it doesn’t face up? Does that mean it doesn’t count?”
“Yes, isn’t that the standard rule for rolling dice? Any problems with that?”
“None at all. Just wanted to clarify. Alright then, whoever rolls the smallest number wins. You had no objections, right? Then let’s do it.”
Lin Nuo tossed the six dice into the cup without even checking for any tricks.
He figured they wouldn’t tamper with the dice; it was that simple, no need for that.
This gamble could totally be won based on their strengths, with no need for cheating.
Lin Nuo had encountered a similar game in his past life, and the outcome had been clear—he lost, suffering ridicule and disgrace due to double failure.
In that life, Lin Nuo had insisted on gambling, despite having inadequate skills. Though he had some expertise in rolling dice, he could indeed roll six ones, theoretically the lowest score.
Yet, he still lost.
Believing he could win based purely on his skills was his folly; in the end, he was too young and naive.
The opponent was the God of Dice himself, a master at rolling with unparalleled strength, even stronger than Lin Nuo.
Yet, Lin Nuo still chose to engage in the same gamble, anticipating the worst from the opponent’s rolls. Now, he aimed to change his fate.
“So, should I roll first or you?” Huang Hui asked with a grin.
“Let’s roll together; we’ll stop once we’re close enough.”
“Fine.”
Huang Hui placed the six dice in the cup, ready to start rolling.
The crowd, regardless of their personal stakes, felt the tension rise, unaware of how the results would unfold.
Qin Shili was experiencing this nervous atmosphere for the first time; she couldn’t guess what strategy Lin Nuo would use to win. If it came down to rolling the lowest number, it would have to be six ones.
Could he? Had he practiced before?
Maybe so; otherwise, he wouldn’t have confidently suggested a dice roll.
But as for the opponent, he had been dealing in this gambling house for years, honing his skills in rolling dice. Even without cheating, he could probably roll six ones effortlessly.
No matter how she looked at it, Lin Nuo seemed unlikely to win this dice betting method; a tie was the most probable outcome.
Though her cultivation was high, in the gambling house, she was just an inexperienced young girl.
All they could do was wait and see how Lin Nuo would respond to his adversary.
At that moment, both sides began shaking their dice, moving from left hand to right, right hand to left, shaking for a while before, bang, the cups landed on the table, and both parties halted the motions.
It was done; who won and who lost would only be revealed when the cups were turned over.
The six dice were their weapons, used to claim each other’s lives.
Huang Hui asked, “So, do you want to reveal first or shall I?”
Lin Nuo replied, “You go first.”
Huang Hui sneered, “Ha, I’m worried that if I go first, you’ll truly be left hopeless. Fine, I’ll go first; let me show you what the God of Dice can do.”
Huang Hui flipped the cup, drawing everyone’s attention. They all widened their eyes in shock.
“This is… this is…!”
Suddenly, someone shouted. Inside the cup, all six dice stood upright in a line, with only one die facing up.
And the side facing up showed a one!
Everyone was stunned; they never expected such a turn. They thought six ones was the smallest score, but here was one standing tall.
According to the gambling house’s jargon, it was called One Pillar Supporting the Sky, all dice standing upright with one point facing up—the absolute minimum score.
The gambling house boss was quite pleased; One Pillar Supporting the Sky was indeed the lowest possible score, something a layman would call six ones, but in reality, it was just that single one.
What hope did Lin Nuo have now? Either he also had to roll One Pillar Supporting the Sky—though that was nearly impossible, he couldn’t do it.
Lin Nuo looked at the One Pillar Supporting the Sky on Huang Hui’s cup, a subtle smile forming at the corner of his mouth; this result mirrored his previous life.
In that past life, he rolled six ones but was crushed by that one point of One Pillar Supporting the Sky. By the rules, One Pillar Supporting the Sky—only one side facing up—was entirely valid.
So Lin Nuo was once again undone by a loophole and lost the gamble.
But now, he knew this loophole and understood the existence of One Pillar Supporting the Sky; this gamble was his home ground.
“One Pillar Supporting the Sky, so impressive! Alright then, let me roll.”
Lin Nuo lifted the cup, drawing everyone’s gaze, and when they saw inside, they were utterly dumbfounded.
The dice were all shattered!
