si-mexico Chapter 136: Overcoming the difficulties (10)
Chapter 136: Overcoming the difficulties (10)
Cheng Yifeng's appearance gives people a cold and majestic feeling. He is wearing a gray robe, which is well-cut and has simple and smooth lines, showing his exquisiteness and confidence. His hair is meticulously combed, exuding a faint luster.
In the gambling world, he is an invincible existence, his skills and strategies are amazing. He is known for his ruthlessness and decisiveness, and every bet is a life-and-death contest. His opponents are all terrified in front of him, because they know that gambling with Cheng Yifeng is like fighting with the devil.
The legendary story of the gambling evil Cheng Yifeng is widely spread in the gambling world, and his name has become synonymous with fear and awe. People are full of curiosity about his background and origins, but he always maintains a mysterious veil, making it impossible for people to peek into his true face. Now, he appears here as a gatekeeper, which undoubtedly adds endless suspense and excitement to the game.
In a tense situation, Cheng Yifeng said this with a firm look in his eyes and without flinching. His voice revealed an unshakable determination, as if he was showing his gambler nature to his opponent.
Wei Jixiang stood opposite, with a hint of surprise on his face, but it was soon replaced by determination. He knew that this was a life-and-death contest, but he was not afraid at all.
The whole scene was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if one could hear everyone's heartbeats. People were holding their breath, waiting for the outcome of this bet.
Cheng Yifeng's expression was cold and confident, and he seemed to have already put his life aside. Wei Jixiang was thinking calmly, he knew it was a difficult decision, but he didn't want to give up easily.
What will be the outcome of this gamble? Who will pay the price with their organs? Everything is full of unknowns, and people can't help but worry about the fate of these two gamblers.
No wonder Cheng Yifeng is called the gambling devil. Anyone who wants to gamble with him must include any organ in his body.
Wei Jixiang stared at Cheng Yifeng's intact body, and a feeling of admiration welled up in his heart. He understood that the integrity of this body meant that Cheng Yifeng had never been defeated, he was so strong and so tenacious.
Cheng Yifeng stood there, with an upright posture and a firm gaze, like an unshakable mountain. He exuded an invisible power that made people fall in love with him. Wei Jixiang thought to himself: "Don't take on porcelain work if you don't have the diamond drill. The reason why Cheng Yifeng is so powerful is because he has extraordinary strength and courage."
In Cheng Yifeng, Wei Jixiang saw a true warrior. He was not afraid of difficulties or challenges, and always moved forward bravely and never backed down. This spirit infected everyone around him, making them believe that as long as Cheng Yifeng was there, nothing was insurmountable.
At this moment, Cheng Yifeng was like a bright moon, illuminating the darkness of the whole world. Wei Jixiang knew that he had to pass Cheng Yifeng, so that he could stand at the top of this competitive world.
The way of the game is also very Cheng Yi style. There is no martial arts that can be broken by speed. Two people will quickly pick up a card from behind a rapidly rotating fan. Each time they pick up a card, the blades of the fan will rotate twice as fast. Whoever can get 5 cards without being hurt by the fan will compare the size of the five cards.
In the center of the casino, the lights were bright, and a large number of spectators gathered around a gambling table equipped with a huge fan. Their faces revealed incredible expressions, as if they were shocked by an indescribable object.
There was a strange device on the gambling table, which looked like a huge fan, with its blades spinning rapidly and making a sharp whistling sound. This perverted gambling method was unheard of and unseen, and it made people shudder.
At this tense moment, a waiter strode forward, holding a wooden stick tightly in his hand. His face was calm, as if he was used to what was about to happen. Everyone's eyes were focused on him, waiting with bated breath.
The waiter came to the fan and stretched the stick towards it without hesitation. In an instant, the sharp blades opened their mouths like a beast and bit the stick tightly. As the blades spun rapidly, the stick was ruthlessly crushed, and wood chips flew everywhere. This scene was jaw-dropping, and the crowd of onlookers suddenly cried out in surprise. Some people couldn't help but step back, while others were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths. But the waiter stood there, his face unchanged, as if all this was within his expectations.
This thrilling scene seemed to freeze time, allowing people to deeply feel the power and danger of the fan.
In the silence, Cheng Yifeng's voice came slowly, as if floating from a faraway place. His words were cold and provocative, which made people feel cold.
When Wei Jixiang entered the entrance of the tenth level, Duxie's psychological warfare had already begun. He wanted to use an invisible pressure to cover Wei Jixiang. He knew very well that the control of mentality would play a decisive role.
Wei Jixiang's mind quickly flashed through various possible options, and he was thinking about which organ to use as a bet. It was a difficult decision because each organ was vital to life.
He knew that this gamble would not only test his courage, but also his heart and decision-making ability.
Time passed by, and Wei Jixiang had to make a decision as soon as possible. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. In his inner struggle, he finally found a trace of determination.
He raised his head, looked at Cheng Yifeng firmly, and said slowly: "I have decided to bet my life with you." There was a hint of determination in his voice.
At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Jixiang. His decision would either lead to victory or direct destruction.
Cheng Yifeng knew that his psychological warfare had failed and that Wei Jixiang had actually outmaneuvered him.
In this quiet gambling scene, a tense atmosphere permeated. The two sat opposite each other, and sparks seemed to flash where their eyes met. Their expressions were very serious, and this gambling game was related to their life and death.
Before the game even started, the hostility between the two had already reached its peak. They stared at each other, their eyes full of determination and firmness. Every subtle movement, every breath, revealed their desire for victory and fear of failure.
Cheng Yifeng leaned forward slightly, his fingers tightly gripping the card table, showing his inner tension. His eyes were sharp and focused, as if he wanted to see through the other person's eyes and see his mind. Wei Jixiang crossed his arms in front of his chest, expressionless, but no one could tell from his relaxed muscles whether he was under pressure or not.
The entire space was frozen, without a single sound, only the breathing and heartbeats of the two echoing in the air. Before this gambling game even started, it was destined to be a thrilling contest, a duel to the death.