"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Nanjiang Dice King Chen Nanxing muttered to himself, no one knows the difficulty better than him.

You know, the red wine glass is very fragile, and if you don't control the strength a little, it is easy to break the wall of the glass. Therefore, the control of strength is extremely demanding, even to the point of abnormality.

And the cup wall is very smooth, it is difficult to control the number of dice.

Under the superposition of this double factor, the difficulty of stacking five dice has increased exponentially.

What's more, the five dice are still neatly arranged, even the points are exactly the same.

He asked himself that he had spent half his life on the dice, and his accomplishments had already come to the fore.

But Ye Feng's technology has completely exceeded his cognition.

At this moment, Ye Feng is God in his eyes!

Although the others were not as professional as him, they were also completely shocked by this scene.

"I couldn't believe my eyes, is this really something a human can do?"

"I've been staring at it just now, and I didn't think there was anything special about his technique. How could he have such a trick?"

"I don't know how to describe it in words. This is definitely the most shocking dice shake I have ever seen in my life."

"My hairs are standing on end. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would really have thought I saw a ghost."

"This young man... Forget it, we are not qualified to comment on a genius of this level."

A group of seniors in the gambling world expressed their inner shock with great excitement. They are all about the same age, but they all cry and laugh like a group of children.

And those two people who just drank tea and chatted, and didn't pay attention to the game, beat their chests with regret.

They already had no expectations for Ye Feng, so they all chatted, but they missed this miraculous scene because of this, which is simply a lifelong regret!

Cheng Fei'er was too shocked to speak, and just stared blankly at Ye Feng.

This guy really does amazing things, always giving you a big surprise when you don't have any expectations.

Doesn't he know that it's easy for people to have a heart attack?

And when Helen heard these seniors in the gambling circle praised Ye Feng even far more than Hong Jiajun, her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

From an emotional point of view, of course she was unwilling to admit that Ye Feng's strength surpassed Hong Jiajun's.

From a rational point of view, the facts are already in front of us. At least in terms of dice skills, Ye Feng's strength has far surpassed that of Hong Jiajun, and it can even be said that he is not at the same level.

Instant kill, absolute instant kill!

At this time, Hong Jiajun looked at Ye Feng in a daze, his face full of disbelief.

He is a very proud person, especially in terms of gambling skills, let alone his peers, even if he looks at the gambling world, there are not many people who can really catch his eye.

And he does have this qualification, winning two consecutive gambling kings has already proved his strength.

But he never expected that today he would be defeated by an unknown **** in his own casino.

And it was still a crushing defeat.

All the pride and honor in the past turned into slaps on his face one by one.

When the red wine glass was uncovered, what kind of **** gambling king? It all became a joke.

Facing everyone's shock, Ye Feng still remained calm, as if he had done an ordinary and trivial thing.

He got up and walked to the table next to him, poured a glass of red wine into the glass, and slowly tasted it.

It's like celebrating a victory.

Chen Nanxing looked at him deeply again, and finally calmed down, "I don't think there is any need to say more about this round. In terms of technical difficulty, this Mr. Feng is of course much stronger. So this round of competition..."

"Wait a moment!"

Just when Chen Nanxing was about to announce Ye Feng's victory, Helen suddenly interrupted.

Everyone turned their heads to look at her, not knowing what she was going to do.

Helen walked quickly to the gaming table, first glanced at Ye Feng, then at Hong Jiajun, and finally at Chen Nanxing, "I remember at the beginning of this round, it was said that whoever had the lowest points would win, right? "

Chen Nanxing nodded, "That's right."

A faint smile curled up at the corner of Helen's mouth, "Isn't that the way to go? Jia Jun's five dice rolled out 1 point, and this Mr. Feng rolled out 1 point too. No matter how you look at it, it's a draw."

Chen Nanxing was stunned for a moment, "But, in terms of technical difficulty..."

Helen immediately interrupted him, "We didn't say it was more difficult than technique at the beginning, we only said points. Shouldn't we follow the agreed rules?"

Chen Nanxing wanted to refute, but felt that what she said made sense.

Although Ye Feng's technical difficulty is stronger than Hong Jiajun's, or much stronger, but it was agreed at the beginning that it is indeed more than points.

If it was a comparison of points, the points of the two were indeed the same, and this round could only be considered a draw.

But let him declare a draw, his conscience can't bear it.

I had no choice but to turn my head and look at Ye Feng who was on the side, wanting to hear what he had to say.

While drinking the red wine, Ye Feng glanced at Helen, with a faint smile on his face.

"Then follow the rules, this round, it's a draw."