Chapter 151 - 149: Contest Rules

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Chapter 151: Chapter 149: Contest Rules After a while, everyone had calmed down. Their expressions had become much more relaxed. After taking the antidote, the worms in their bodies had dissolved and completely died. They would be expelled from the body through urination. "Damn you, just you wait!" Fu Kun roared angrily, and at that moment, he threw out a flash bomb. "Bang!" The flash bomb burst open instantly, filling the surroundings with blinding light. Even Ye Feng was temporarily incapacitated by the sudden onslaught. By the time he recovered, Fu Kun had already disappeared without a trace. "Flash bomb..." Ye Feng furrowed his brow. Considering that isolated groups such as the White Miao Clan and Black Miao Clan existed, it was implausible for them to possess flash bombs. Ye Feng had clearly seen that the flash bomb Fu Kun used was manufactured by Country Y. "It seems that things aren’t so simple," Ye Feng thought to himself. Ye Feng had come here personally just to prevent the Chiyou Divine Cave from being discovered by other countries. But he was too late—the people of Black Miao must have already made contact with the White Miao Clan. He needed to act fast. "Is everyone okay?" Cha Fu asked as he looked around. Everyone shook their heads, indicating they were fine. A grateful look appeared in Cha Fu’s eyes, "Brother Ye Feng, we really owe you a lot this time. If it weren’t for you, our chances today would have likely been slim." Ye Feng shook his head, "It’s a small matter, Clan Chief Cha. Will the competition continue tomorrow?" "As usual!" Cha Fu replied. "It seems the Black Miao Clan is getting more and more impatient. We need to get the Spirit Stones out sooner this year, hopefully without encountering them." What was supposed to be a joyful night had been disrupted by Fu Kun and his group, prompting everyone to head home to rest. The next morning, the square of the White Miao Clan was filled with people—nearly every tribe member had gathered there. Everyone was very excited as if the unpleasantness of the previous night had been completely forgotten. Cha Fu stepped up to the center and announced, "Everyone, today is the day of our internal competition. Just like the past two years, we will select the most skilled gambler among us to retrieve the Spirit Stones from the Holy Land! There is only one difference this year; another contender will participate in today’s competition—brother Ye Feng!" "Go brother Ye Feng!" "Brother Ye Feng, you can do it, beat the clan leader and cure his gambling addiction!" The tribe members were very enthusiastic. After last night’s events, they all treated Ye Feng as their lifesaver. There was no rejection of Ye Feng, and everyone was friendly towards him. Little Ai said, "Brother Ye Feng, you must try hard. My dad has been arrogant for several years; don’t let him continue like that!" "Little Ai, you’re my daughter. How can you side with brother Ye Feng?" Cha Fu felt annoyed. "You’re always so proud, even tricking money from the kids in our clan!" Little Ai cheekily stuck out her tongue at Cha Fu. "Hmph, thinking to win against me, Gambling Genius Cha Fu, won’t be easy!" Cha Fu’s eyes beamed with immense confidence. "I think none of you here is my match, and there’s no point comparing with me. Why don’t we just speed things up this year? Let me and brother Ye Feng directly determine the winner between us, and the winner will go to the Holy Land. How about that?" Cha Fu suggested. "I have no objections!" "Me neither!" The tribespeople agreed one after another. "Good! In that case, brother Ye Feng, let’s get started. Just be prepared; don’t be sore if you lose. Although I’m not as good as you in combat, when it comes to gambling, I believe no one is my match!" Cha Fu chuckled. "Clan Chief Cha, state the rules," Ye Feng replied with a calm smile, saying no more. Cha Fu nodded, then took out a cup and poured water into it, placing it on the stone table in the center. He pointed at a chair, "Please, take a seat." Ye Feng sat opposite Cha Fu, who took out many glass marbles, each about the size of a little finger. Everyone curiously watched Cha Fu, not knowing what he was up to. Cha Fu explained, "Young friend Ye Feng, I know you are a powerful martial artist. If we were to play ordinary cards, I would have to rely solely on luck. Today, let’s play something more skill-based. This is a cup of water. We each take some of the glass marbles and throw them into the cup. If one of us causes the water in the cup to overflow, that person loses. How about it?" "Sure," Ye Feng nodded slightly and smiled. Meanwhile, Little Ai was holding a box of chocolates, continuously stuffing them into her mouth. Lu Kang, shocked, exclaimed, "Little Ai, why are you eating so many chocolates? Can you finish them all by yourself?" Little Ai munch away, replying, "I love watching ’God of Gamblers.’ Whenever I see someone gambling, I just want to eat chocolates!" The crowd was disheartened... Ye Feng smiled faintly, "Little Ai, could you share some of your chocolates with me?" "Of course, you can have as much as you want!" Little Ai readily agreed. Then, she took out another box of chocolates and handed it to Ye Feng, who naturally tore open a piece of the packaging and placed a piece of chocolate in his mouth, his demeanor cool and collected, just like the God of Gamblers played by Brother Fa on TV. "Hmph, brother Ye Feng, you think you’re the God of Gamblers? Even if you are, I, Gambling Genius, am not afraid today!" Cha Fu was brimming with confidence. "Brother Ye Feng, would you like to check the water cup and the glass marbles?" Cha Fu asked. Ye Feng nodded, picked up the cup and the glass marbles, checked them, then set them down on the stone table, "No problem." "Good, then let’s begin!" Cha Fu said, and then he filled the water to the brim of the cup. "Guests first, you go first!" Cha Fu said graciously. "Mhm." Ye Feng nodded, then picked up a glass marble and gently placed it at the mouth of the water cup. "Bang~~" Ye Feng’s control of his strength was perfect, and not a single ripple was stirred in the water cup. The glass marble entered the cup safely. "My turn!" said Cha Fu confidently, picking up a glass marble. His movements were nearly as detailed and delicate as Ye Feng’s. "Bang~" Cha Fu released his hand, and the glass marble entered the water cup, passing through just as securely.

Chapter 151 - 149: Contest Rules

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