Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System
Chapter 529 - 529: If You Can't Even Provide the Stakes, Why the Hell Are You Gambling?

"Casa Stone Workshop" had been a well-established stone workshop on this planet Ghana for thousands of years, with countless raw stones passing through its hands every year. Normally, gamblers would gather here in groups, and today, the crowd was at least ten times larger than usual.

"The people at this 'Casa Stone Workshop' sure know how to do business," the gamblers of planet Ghana whispered amongst themselves. "By promoting this gambling showdown online, their voice over the past few days is likely to be dozens of times louder than usual!"

"Who wouldn't want to get involved in such an exciting bet? Once you get into it, who wouldn't want to make a couple of bets?"

"Who do you think will win?"

"Are you kidding? Of course the Gambling God. Have you ever seen him lose money?"

"I don't think so. Luck is just luck. Those young martial artists from pupil skill families have real talent and knowledge. With absolute strength, any kind of luck is useless, right?"

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"Welcome to our live broadcast. Today is the day when the young pupil skill masters of planet Ghana challenge the Gambling God. We'll bring everyone comprehensive commentary!"

All the major media outlets on planet Ghana gathered at this location, after all, gambling showdowns of this scale were rare. Highly advanced filming equipment surrounded the stone workshop, with numerous cameras floating even in the sky.

Inside the building of "Casa Stone Workshop," about a dozen young people dressed in formal and appropriate attire chatted in the lounge area. They each had distinctive looks, but their arrogant expressions seemed carved from the same mold.

As the most outstanding group of young people on planet Ghana, they had always enjoyed countless flowers and applause, gaining notable fame at a young age.

But all of this was utterly broken when this self-proclaimed Gambling God appeared. He kept breaking records, and the most annoying part was that he knew nothing about pupil skills, relying entirely on luck, which made each of them extremely frustrated.

"Meikata, have you arranged everything?" a young man with a pale face, almost sickly, asked. If Fang Jueyu were here, he would recognize him as Carlos, who had issued him the challenge letter.

"Relax, I've arranged everything. More than half of planet Ghana's journalists and media have arrived. We're among the planet's most outstanding young talent, and it's their best chance for skyrocketing viewership."

"I doubt it. They might have been drawn in by this self-proclaimed Gambling God, Zhou Runfa," another young man said, but his tone was clearly self-mocking.

"Gambling God? Just a trash relying on luck. Do you really think our family-inherited pupil skills can't even match a lucky trash?" Carlos sneered. "Today I'll show everyone that luck is fake, only strength is real."

"Hahaha, Carlos, are you saying you want to represent us all in facing him?"

"Why not? Don't I have the qualifications?" Carlos stood up. Even amongst this group of young people, Carlos was considered a leading figure.

"Of course you have the qualifications. In terms of pupil skill, none of us here is stronger than you," these young people admitted frankly. "But if you lose, we're all going to lose face as well."

"Do you think I'll lose?" Carlos sneered.

"This Zhou Runfa manages to never lose and even has the skill to extract a level-six cosmic crystal. Do you really think it's just luck?"

"Isn't it?" Carlos said. "I've had people confirm it. When Zhou Runfa selects raw stones, he doesn't even look, just picks randomly. Extracting that level-six cosmic crystal was just a blind cat catching a dead rat. In a formal competition, he'd lose miserably."

Carlos's eyes suddenly emitted a golden glow, faint arcs of electricity flickered in his eyes.

"Carlos, your Thunder Extreme Golden Eyes have already..." Suddenly, all the young people noticed Carlos's eyes, their expressions twisted slightly with surprise.

"Hmph, my Thunder Extreme Golden Eyes have reached an excellent level," Carlos said with great pride.

Every pupil skill could be categorized from the degree of mastery into six levels: beginner, ordinary, proficient, expert, excellent, and perfect. Achieving excellence at this age was exceptionally amazing.

"That kid is sure to lose!"

"Exactly!"

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"They're coming, the young pupil technique masters of planet Ghana are here." Amid the gamblers' clamor, all the cameras focused on these young people, striding confidently.

"What, that so-called Gambling God hasn't shown up yet?" Carlos asked the manager beside him. "Didn't he accept the invitation yesterday?"

"Master Carlos, Mr. Zhou Runfa hasn't arrived yet," the manager said respectfully. "Mr. Zhou said yesterday he'd be on time."

"Could he be chickening out at the last minute?" one of the young people behind Carlos said.

"Heh, it's not impossible. People with no real talent, relying on luck, can never stand in the hall of elegance. If he's exposed today, he probably won't have the face to stay on this planet."

"That may not be the case. If he doesn't come, he'll lose even more face!"

"Hahaha!"

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"The Gambling God is here!" a commotion said from the outermost area of the crowd.

"Gambling God! Gambling God! Gambling God!" The gamblers on site shouted loudly, as if cheering him on.

The crowd made way, and Fang Jueyu came waving through the path. Er Gouzi sat proudly on his shoulder, as if the cheers were for it.

"Brother Fang, go for it!" Natu quietly encouraged him.

"Don't worry, besides the Gambling God, I have another nickname called Dongfang Bubai!" Fang Jueyu gave Natu a very confident look.

"We thought you wouldn't dare to come," Carlos came forward.

"Why wouldn't I make money?" Fang Jueyu said. "Is the prize ready?"

"You do seem confident," Carlos had already prepared. He beckoned, and the staff of "Casa Stone Workshop" brought over an exquisite tray with ten blue cosmic crystals, each almost the size of a child's fist.

"Wow! As expected from Casa Stone Workshop, ten level-four cosmic crystals, such generosity!"

"Ten level-four cosmic crystals, judging by their quality, they must be worth tens of billions of cosmic coins!"

"Can the Gambling God handle this?"

"Pfft, are you dumb? The other day, the Gambling God just extracted a level-six cosmic crystal. That's worth tens of trillions of cosmic coins, surely he can afford to gamble?"

"Oh, right!"

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"Is that all?" Fang Jueyu showed a disdainful expression. "Aren't you rich kids? How can you only bring this small prize?"

"What did he say?" The gamblers suddenly buzzed again. Such a generous bet, and he still found it lacking?

"The Gambling God is indeed the Gambling God, big talents and even bigger words!"

"So exciting, he's already overshadowed those pupil skill masters with just his presence!"

The gamblers were almost all on Fang Jueyu's side, seeing the pupil skill masters getting humiliated was extremely satisfying.

"I say, if you can't even bring out a decent prize, then why bother with this bet!" Fang Jueyu raised his middle finger. "I'm managing trillions of cosmic coins every minute, why waste my time with you?"

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