Yun Sheng's confident smile cut through Feng Gui's face, he snorted and stepped forward.
He thought to himself: Foolish fellow.
Just now, Feng Gui had only used half of his strength, yet Long Huo was defeated miserably.
He refused to believe how capable the Regent King of Great Zhou could be.
The gambling rules were the same as the last round, still a contest of dice size.
Each person had a cup and a die.
Whoever rolled the larger number would win.
Feng Gui wore a wooden expression, his hand barely moved, and a faint green Wind Element enveloped the entire cup.
The cup started shaking rapidly.
Yun Sheng also smiled faintly.
She grabbed the cup with her right hand, shaking it slowly.
Feng Gui and Bingling looked at the "Regent King's" gesture, both dumbfounded.
They had thought that as the owner of Wanlong Gambling House, the "Regent King" should also be skilled in gambling, at least understand how to use fighting spirit to control the die.
