Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 315 Cheating

Chapter 315: Chapter 315 Cheating

Xu Guanjue looked at Ling Han, knowing that Ling had guessed right again, but what of it?

He reached under the table and flicked a mechanism lightly; immediately, all three dice shifted slightly. Since they were covered by a bowl and the gambling table was covered with a thick pad, the sound of the dice rolling was already faint, and it was impossible for it to carry.

The points had changed, and the victor was decided.

"Open—" He was about to lift the bowl.

"Hold on!" Shi Hao reached out to stop him.

"Bets are final, and you want to back out now?" Xu Guanjue said sternly. If Shi Hao was really going to do that, the casino could intervene and chop off Shi Hao’s hands.

"What, can’t you afford to lose?" Shi Shaofeng turned to look at Han Dong.

Han Dong had no clue what was going on and looked back at Shi Hao with puzzled eyes.

Shi Hao smiled broadly and said, "I want to raise the stakes with this gentleman."

He was addressing Xu Guanjue.

Confident with his cards close to his chest, Xu Guanjue was naturally unafraid and asked indifferently, "What do you want to raise?"

"A hand," said Shi Hao, his gaze fixed on Xu Guanjue’s hand that was resting on the bowl.

—His Soul Tentacle was just like an act of cheating, invisible and inaudible to others, but could he really not sense it?

Moreover, his Soul Force could even move objects, although it could bear very little weight. But flipping a few dice? That was easy.

Now, the three dice had returned to their previous points, but daring to cheat in front of him, how could Shi Hao not make his opponent pay a price that suited his character?

No one can owe me!

Felt nervous under Shi Hao’s gaze, Xu Guanjue actually began to feel a sense of panic but managed to calm himself immediately.

That kid’s loss is a sure thing, what’s there for me to fear?

Good, I’ll take his hand!

"I’ll take your bet!" Xu Guanjue nodded.

"Boss!" It was Han Dong who became anxious, for if Shi Hao lost and ended up missing a hand, Han Liren would definitely erupt in furious wrath!

"Haha, you’re only now realizing you have no confidence?" Shi Shaofeng mocked from the side.

How could Han Dong’s morale fade, he shouted loudly, "You just wait to lose your underwear."

"Open!" Shi Hao called out sharply.

Xu Guanjue was startled and involuntarily lifted the cover off the bowl, a shock in his heart, wondering why he had followed the command without resistance?

It was as if the other’s words were an imperial decree that he couldn’t defy.

This was naturally because Shi Hao had cultivated Sword Heart, naturally possessing a commanding power.

"One, two, three, six points!"

"It’s really six points!"

"Elder Xu has lost too!"

"It’s over, by losing a hand, Elder Xu will have to bid farewell to the gambling world from now on."

Everyone saw the outcome, each one shouting in astonishment and filled with emotion.

The new defeats the old, the wheels of history roll forward, and all things old and outdated are to be discarded.

What!

Xu Guanjue looked incredulously at the result in front of him, his aged face filled with astonishment.

He had clearly used a mechanism to change the outcome of the dice, how could it still be the same result?

Shi Shaofeng wore the same expression; had Xu Guanjue not also wagered a hand, he might even suspect that Xu Guanjue had been bought off by the opponent.

How could this be possible?

Mechanisms had been employed, what could it matter if you were a gambling god?

Han Dong, however, was beside himself with joy, laughing uproariously, he pointed at Shi Shaofeng and said, "You lost, take off your underwear for me now!"

For a young master like him, face was far greater than everything else.

Shi Shaofeng’s face turned an ashen hue as he slowly said, "You must have cheated; how could Elder Xu possibly lose? And to such a green youth at that?"

Shi Hao laughed, "The gambling equipment belongs to you, and the person rolling the dice is yours. And now you’re telling me that I cheated? Heh, I would like to ask, how exactly did I cheat?"

"Yeah, we’d like to know too."

"Why don’t you teach us a couple of tricks?"

Around them, the gamblers called out one after another.

What did they hate the most?

Dealers who didn’t play by the rules!

Shi Hao clearly won, yet Shi Shaofeng was trying to distort the truth. What if something like this happened to them?

How could they not hate it?

Shi Shaofeng himself couldn’t figure it out—Shi Hao hadn’t even touched the gambling table, so how did he control the dice? But to say that Xu Guanjue was in cahoots with the other party was even more laughable.

"Hand." Shi Hao looked at Xu Guanjue and spoke indifferently.

Xu Guanjue snorted, "You cheated and you still want me to cut off my hand for you? No, according to the rules, you are the one who ought to have your hand chopped off!"

"I hate people who don’t keep their promises the most!" Shi Hao shook his head and made his move directly, reaching out towards Xu Guanjue.

Xu Guanjue couldn’t help but laugh. How naïve of you, young man.

He was from the Other Shore, who had undergone arduous cultivation for over a hundred years to achieve his current standing. Did you think I only knew gambling techniques?

Gambling was just a hobby. Martial arts is—

Damn!

Xu Guanjue had been about to counterattack and crush Shi Hao completely, but a single glance from Shi Hao caused his will to crumble in an instant, and even the courage to resist disappeared completely.

Before he could even complete a thought, he was already caught in Shi Hao’s grasp.

"Who has a knife to lend?" Shi Hao asked the people around him.

Hisss, he’s really going to chop it?

Everyone felt a chill, although they despised the gambling house for their shamelessness, who would dare lend a knife now? What would happen if Shi Shaofeng settled accounts with them later?

A surefire road to death!

Thus, no one spoke up.

Seeing this, Xu Guanjue couldn’t help but laugh heartily: "Kid, no one dares to offend the Shi Family. If you dare chop off Elder Xu’s hand, you absolutely won’t survive the night!"

Shi Hao didn’t care and smiled, "If no one will lend me a knife, then I’ll just have to smash your hand. Hmm, that will be more painful for you, and the scene will be quite bloody. I don’t really like that."

"Enough already!" Shi Shaofeng said frostily, "Let’s leave it at this, take the money you’ve won and get the hell out of here immediately!"

"Surname Shi, have you eaten shit? Have you forgotten all about the bet we just made?" Han Dong burst out.

Shi Shaofeng ignored him completely—he was not the fool Han Dong was, the kind who would accept loss in gambling.

He was the young master of the Shi Family; what did it matter if he shamelessly reneged? Who could do anything about him?

"Young man, I have a knife here, which I will lend to you." Just then, an elderly voice rang out.

Swish, everyone looked over to see that the speaker was a man dressed like a fisherman, with a sedge hat on his head obscuring his face.

However, from his voice, he seemed to be middle-aged.

He flung his hand, tossing over a knife.

Shi Hao caught it, the knife heavy in his hand. Goodness, this knife was almost as heavy as the Ninefold Mountain. He released his grip on Xu Guanjue’s hand, drew the knife, and clang, immediately, it was as if an endless divine light shot up into the sky, causing everyone to involuntarily close their eyes.

This was definitely a peerless treasure blade.

Shi Hao was astonished; this person was truly generous to lend such a treasured blade so casually. Wasn’t he afraid that it wouldn’t be returned?

But as soon as he released his grip, Xu Guanjue took the opportunity to break free and quickly retreated.

He was truly frightened of Shi Hao.