Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Overwhelming Dominance!
Upon hearing this, the Croupier immediately opened the dice cup.
The very next second, everyoneâs expression froze.
There, inside the dice cup, lay three dice, each showing a single red dot.
A dead silence fell over the entire room.
"Wow, Brother Chen Xiao is amazing!" Only Li Biyun clapped and cheered, her face flush with excitement. "We won! A full five hundred million!"
She couldnât even imagine how much delicious food five hundred million could buy.
Jiang Tianquanâs expression was as grim as if his mother had just died. Watanabe Ichiba was so furious he was on the verge of drawing his blade, his head buzzing with rage.
The dice cup clattered from the Croupierâs hand and fell to the floor. "Impossible... Absolutely impossible! I clearly saw..."
Chen Xiao forced the question with a smirk that wasnât a smile. "Saw what?"
"I..." the Croupier stammered.
"Everyone saw three ones," Chen Xiao said coolly. "So, you tell me, what did you see? Do you have X-ray vision, or are you saying you can control the outcome?!"
That single sentence made the Croupierâs breath catch in his throat, and he collapsed onto the sofa.
"You fucking cheated!" Watanabe Ichiba bellowed, pointing at Chen Xiao with bloodshot eyes.
Even for a family as rich and powerful as theirs, five hundred million in cash was no small sum. This was a debt they had no intention of honoring.
"My hands never touched the dice cup. How could I have cheated?" Chen Xiao couldnât be bothered to waste words on them. "Five hundred million. Pay up."
Jiang Tianquanâs eyes glinted with malice. "Chen Xiao, if you donât want to die, youâll obediently admit to cheating. Leave the sixty million you won earlier, and I can let this slide."
"So, youâre planning on welching on the debt?" Chen Xiao stared at them, his gaze chilling. "Fine. Iâll make you pay up one way or another."
Jiang Tianquan stealthily slipped his hand into his pocket and pressed a red button, even as he said, "Chen Xiao, you know damn well whatâs going on here!"
CRASH!
Chen Xiao kicked over the entire gambling table. "Itâs five hundred million. For every coin youâre short, Iâll break one of your arms. For two, Iâll cripple all five of your limbs!"
A terrifying, murderous aura began to emanate from him.
"Then come and try!" A cold light flashed in Jiang Tianquanâs eyes. "Do you really think Iâm a pushover?"
A powerful aura erupted from his body as well. The Yang Country warriors beside Watanabe Ichiba drew their swords in unison.
Watanabe Ichibaâs voice was icy. "According to the rules, cheaters have their limbs disabled or even forfeit their pathetic lives. How about this: Iâll give you a chance. Kneel, confess you cheated, pay compensation of one hundred million, and Iâll let you leave safely."
"You think youâre worthy?" Chen Xiao sneered.
"Then letâs see what youâve really got! Chen Xiao, Iâve heard youâre quite strong. Today, Iâd like a proper demonstration!" Jiang Tianquan narrowed his eyes and took a step forward. A wave of Qi Force surged from him, powerful enough to blast the remains of the gambling table apart.
He was a Martial Dao prodigy, sent by Jiang Zhengfeng to train with a special forces unit. His strength had already reached the Peak of the Mid Grandmaster Stage, making him superior to even Chen Shu. With things having escalated this far, he had no choice but to face Chen Xiao head-on.
"Attack!" Watanabe Ichiba mercilessly ordered the Yang Country warriors to charge Chen Xiao.
Two daggers slid from beneath Xu Yanranâs sleeves, and she engaged them in a fierce battle. The other bystanders all scrambled back in terror.
Chen Xiaoâs expression turned serious. He said to Luo Qingli and the other women, "Get behind me!"
Although he was powerful enough not to fear these grunts, Luo Qingli, Zhang Yaqing, and the others had no way to defend themselves. He worried they would be caught in the crossfire.
As he spoke, Jiang Tianquanâs fist was already upon him. The wind it generated howled like a tiger, carrying an iron-blooded aura of slaughter. This was Tiger Style Fist, an advanced military fist technique characterized by wide, powerful, and domineering strikes. In his most glorious battle, Jiang Tianquan had used this very technique to suppress three Mid Grandmaster Stage experts within ten moves.
Chen Xiao easily dodged the punch.
In the next instant, his hand coiled around Jiang Tianquanâs arm like a dragon. Immense force crushed down, and a wave of numbing pain shot through Jiang Tianquanâs limb. His body shuddered, and he used a clever burst of energy to shake off Chen Xiaoâs grip, immediately launching a punch straight for Chen Xiaoâs chest. The fierce, domineering intent behind the blow seemed poised to pierce right through him.
At their level, when they fully circulated their Inner Strength, their bodies were as hard as iron, and their offensive power was terrifying.
Chen Xiao crossed his hands in front of his chest, catching the punch. Then, with a sudden, violent motion, he twisted.
CRACK! CRACK!
Jiang Tianquanâs arm contorted like a pretzel at a speed visible to the naked eye. His expression twisted in agony as Chen Xiao spun his entire body through the air several times.
"Scram," Chen Xiao grunted, his hand swatting down like a giant fan and slamming into Jiang Tianquanâs body.
PUHâ
Jiang Tianquan spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground like a flipped turtle.
With Chen Xiaoâs strength, that single slap could have killed him. But if he were dead, who would pay?
Jiang Tianquan tried to scramble up, only to be pinned by Chen Xiaoâs foot. His entire face was pressed into the floor under the sole of a large shoe. The overwhelming humiliation made his eyes feel as if they would burst from rage, driving him to the brink of madness.
"Move again, and I wonât mind stomping you to death right now."
Chen Xiaoâs cold warning sent a shiver down his spine, a chill that spread from the crown of his head to the soles of his feet.
At the same time, Watanabe Ichiba made his move. The custom-made steel katana at his waist left its sheath with a crisp ring. In a flash, the cold, gleaming blade descended on Chen Xiaoâs head with a momentum that made oneâs heart leap, looking as if it would split him in two.
In that instant, the hearts of Luo Qingli, Zhang Yaqing, and the other women leaped into their throats. Even the distant Zhu Baixi unconsciously gripped her teacup tighter.
However, Chen Xiao simply flicked his finger.
PING!
The steel katana flew from Watanabe Ichibaâs grasp and stabbed deep into the ceiling. The webbing between his thumbs split open, dripping blood. The immense rebound force sent him staggering back two or three steps.
With his foot still on Jiang Tianquan, Chen Xiao casually reached out and grabbed Watanabe Ichiba, lifting him up like a chick.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Several heavy, powerful slaps landed. Blood immediately started seeping from Watanabe Ichibaâs delicate, almost effeminate face. Chen Xiaoâs slaps had broken his nose, and he spat out several bloody teeth. It was a pathetic sight.
"You, a piece of trash, dare to come to my Divine Landâs territory and run your mouth about killing people?"
"Still so arrogant?"
"Still acting so brazen?"
"Still daring to show off?!"
Each of Chen Xiaoâs slaps carried a towering rage, beating Watanabe Ichiba until he was barely breathing, his head drooping limply. The sight made onlookersâ scalps tingle.
He seized Watanabe Ichiba by the throat, his cold gaze sweeping over the Yang Country warriors who were still attacking Xu Yanran. "If you donât want him to die, then stop!"
Seeing Watanabe Ichiba dangling from Chen Xiaoâs hand like a dead dog, the hearts of the Yang Country warriors pounded with fear. He was the Young Master of their Watanabe Clan. A Martial Dao prodigy at the Mid Grandmaster Stage!
And he had been subdued by Chen Xiao just like that?
Chen Xiaoâs grip tightened.
Watanabe Ichibaâs face had already turned a deep, liverish color, and a distinct bruise was forming on his nose. With just a little more force, Chen Xiao could crush his windpipe at any moment.