This may be Shen Lang's skill, but this skill is really miraculous. If the Qi is controlled to an extremely clever state, he can indeed do this across the gambling table.
Could it be that this young man is still a martial arts cultivator? It is impossible for ordinary martial arts cultivators to do this! Ye Chen felt more and more that Shen Lang was unfathomable.
In fact, it was pretty much what Ye Chen thought. The moment Shen Lang tapped his fingertips on the gambling table, he sent a ray of true energy to the dice Gu on the gambling table, changing the points of the three dice in the dice Gu.
Although Shen Lang's internal energy was restricted, there was still no problem in using a weak amount of energy.
And it doesn't require a lot of true energy, but it is difficult for ordinary martial arts practitioners to do this, because the more subtle the true energy can be controlled, the higher their cultivation level is.
Shen Lang glanced at the furious He Jun and sneered: "You don't care how I did it, it's time to call me grandpa!"
"you……"
He Jun's face was ashen and he was completely speechless.
"What are you doing? We have made a good bet just now. You lost, so now you have to call me grandpa!" Shen Lang said with a joking face.
“A man must keep his word!”
"Yes, call him grandpa!"
Yechen's group of horses also roared excitedly. Now they have to admire Shen Lang's strength. He can win this damn thing. It's so amazing!
He Jun's face was earthy, and he stared at Shen Lang with cold eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, I warn you not to go too far!"
Shen Lang's eyes suddenly turned cold: "I asked you to call me grandpa, are you deaf?"
Facing Shen Lang's cold gaze, He Jun felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He couldn't help but swallowed, feeling that the man in front of him suddenly gave him an inexplicable sense of oppression.
"You little bastard, please calm down and don't be too arrogant! Otherwise, you will suffer a lot!" Akuan roared angrily.
"Who are you?"
Shen Lang's eyes froze, and he jumped up from his seat in a flash of lightning. He kicked Ah Kuan aside with a flying kick, and the speed of his legs even caused an air explosion!
Ah Kuan's pupils kept dilating, and he watched helplessly as Shen Lang kicked him, but his body had no time to react.
"Boom!"
With a muffled sound, Shen Lang kicked Ah Kuan away.
Ah Kuan was hit hard in the chest and in the leg, and his body flew several meters away, hitting the wall on one side hard, causing the ground to shake.
Shen Lang suddenly took action without any warning, shocking everyone.
Akuan was also a famous expert in the Fengyuntang branch of Huahai City, but he was actually solved by Shen Lang in just one encounter? Everyone in the casino couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Shen Lang felt that he couldn't control himself. He was not so easily angry before, and it was not Shen Lang's style to get angry whenever he disagreed.
Maybe he killed a lot of people yesterday, which intensified his hostility.
But it was a fight, and Shen Lang had no regrets. Strength was everything, unless the opponent was better than him.
"Ahem..." Ah Kuan climbed up from the ground with difficulty, coughed out a large mouthful of blood, and stared at Shen Lang with a horrified face.
A Kuan thought that his body was relatively resistant to blows, but the force of Shen Lang's kick just now was like a huge stone hitting him, and he had no power to fight back.
This man still kept his hands and spread the force of the kick evenly to his upper body, abdomen and chest, otherwise this man could kill himself with one kick!
Ah Kuan's scalp was numb. He never dreamed that Ye Chen could invite such a master?
Ye Chen himself was also extremely shocked. Although he guessed that Shen Lang was a master, he did not expect that Shen Lang would be so powerful.
Although A Kuan is considered a master, it is nothing in the eyes of Ye Chen, who is a four-star expert. However, he cannot deal with A Kuan with just one move.
From this aspect, it can be seen that this boy named Shen Lang is far more powerful than himself! Ye Chen couldn't help but feel shocked. Fortunately, he was smart last time and didn't make enemies with this guy.
A group of horse boys also showed shocked expressions, and then looked at Shen Lang with a hint of awe.
These guys who have been mixed up in society are very arrogant. Only strength can shock them. The move Shen Lang showed just now completely convinced them.
Shen Lang snorted coldly and turned to look at He Jun standing aside.
He Jun was so frightened that he was trembling all over and said, "You...what do you want to do!"
"For the last time, call me grandpa! If you don't call me, your hands will be useless and you will never be able to gamble again in your life!"
Shen Lang grinned and sneered, glaring condescendingly at He Jun who was sitting in his seat, with a hint of unruly arc at the corner of his mouth.
He Jun was so frightened that he trembled all over: "Grandpa...Grandpa!"
There was a burst of laughter in the casino. He Jun was holding it in his mouth just now, and now he is crying for his father and calling his mother. It is really a great irony.
Ye Xingkong was a little speechless at Shen Lang's bad taste, but in addition to being mysterious, this man was also so powerful that it was really unbelievable.
Hearing the jeers around him, He Jun's face was full of humiliation. He was also the disciple of Qian Wang after all. He had always been the object of admiration and admiration. He had never suffered such humiliation.
However, this kid was too strong. He Jun felt that if he didn't scream, he would be tortured miserably. A Kuan was a good precedent.
Shen Lang was very interested and said with a smile: "Three out of five games, and there is one game left. Let's continue to bet. I will give you a guess in this game, do you have any objection?"
"No... no objection." He Jun swallowed, numb, and the incident just now made him feel a little timid.
Shen Lang picked up the dice Gu, glanced at He Jun, and started shaking it.
There was a crisp sound coming out of the dice Gu, and the shaking was very jerky and not very coherent. Even if it was shaken by an ordinary dealer, it would be much better than what Shen Lang was shaking.
Shen Lang's way of rolling the dice Gu gives people the feeling of a beginner.
"There's something going on!" He Jun's eyes lit up, and he rekindled a glimmer of hope, thinking that this kid can't roll the dice Gu!
Just as He Jun was thinking this, Shen Lang grabbed the dice Gu and shook it wildly!
"Hua hua hua~~~~" The dice in the dice Gu were rolling and jumping significantly faster.
He Jun felt suffocated. He didn't expect Shen Lang to suddenly speed up so much!
Shen Lang didn't know how to roll the dice on the Gu, but he also knew that the faster he rolled, the harder it would be for people to listen to the Gu's principle of being stupid.
He Jun pressed his hands firmly on the table, leaned forward, his ears twitched sharply, and listened with all his concentration.
The shaking got faster and faster, and veins popped up in Shen Lang's arms.
Ye Chen took a breath of cold air. Shen Lang's hand speed had greatly exceeded his own hand speed when using the violent wind hand, and it was still increasing.
"Hua Hua Hua~~Hua Hua Hua~~"
This is already faster than a pile driver!
What kind of wind hand or tidal hand is useless under this simple and rough shaking.
For example, Ye Chen's speed of using the Wind Hand is 70, He Jun's hearing limit is 80, and Shen Lang's speed has reached 100 at this moment!
The violent and dense sound in the dice Gu reached everyone's ears.
This noise is completely noise!
"Ah!" He Jun held his head and covered his ears. He felt a roar in his ears and his brain felt dizzy.
"Bang!" Shen Lang slammed the dice Gu onto the gambling table.
"Okay, it's your turn to guess!" Shen Lang shouted to He Jun.
He Jun opened his eyes with difficulty. His concentration on listening to Gu was disrupted. As a result, his head was still dizzy and he had no idea what the points were.
"Why, Mr. He doesn't dare to guess anymore?" Ye Chen sneered.
He Jun's face had turned the color of pig liver, and it took him a long time to hold back the sentence: "126...9 o'clock..."
He was completely guessing, because it would be too embarrassing to say "I can't guess", so he could only rely on intuition and take a guess.