âBang!!!â
A loud gunshot echoed in the Tea house.
Xu Haoâs head was pierced by a crossbow bolt, and he slammed heavily onto the card table.
Wang Tianjing secured the final victory, the bloody card table refreshed, and the three reappeared in the Tea house.
âHahaha, Brother Xu, your fate doesnât seem so unyielding after all?â
Wang Tianjing patted Brother Xuâs shoulder, still not satisfied.
âHmph, Iâve figured out your tricks, kid. From now on, I wonât make eye contact with you no matter what!â
Xu Hao gritted his teeth in frustration.
Although he had completed his initial evolution from an honest person to a Demonic Path Cultivator, and was gradually learning to deceive, he was still too far behind Wang Tianjing in this regard.
Especially when playing fake cards, he always felt guilty once he made eye contact with others.
âOh, stop replaying it, letâs play another round quickly!â
Chen Yiyun urged anxiously.
She was very addicted now; she had shot herself dead with the second shot just now, which made her very unhappy with the game.
Wang Tianjing, however, was not in a hurry to prepare; instead, he looked at Lu Ze:
âBrother Lu, how about a spar?â
At this moment, the other two remembered that they had entered this Illusion Realm not for fun, but to contend for ownership of the secret treasure!
Just now, Lu Ze had them familiarize themselves with the rules, and before they knew it, they had played seven rounds in a row.
âOh right, Brother Lu is still here!â
Xu Hao also looked at Lu Ze eagerly.
âI think Iâm already familiar with these rules... Brother Lu, shall we officially start a game?â
âI agree! Iâm tired of always being so close to you two.â
Chen Yiyun nodded in agreement.
âOh?â
Lu Ze raised an eyebrow and said with a smile.
âAre you sure you donât need to practice a few more rounds?â
âNo need, letâs go! Iâve long heard that Brother Luâs intelligence far surpasses ordinary people, and Iâve always wanted to spar!â
Wang Tianjing looked at Lu Ze with immense anticipation, his eyes filled with Battle Intent.
âHaha, even if you are the creator of the Illusion Realm, you might not win, right? Come on, Brother Lu! Letâs have a good fight!â
Xu Hao extended his palm towards Lu Ze, filled with admiration for Lu Ze.
He completely forgot the disdainful attitude he had towards this âconnected individualâ just a few hours ago.
âBig Brother Xu is right, Brother Lu, come on, letâs decide the winner in one game!â
Chen Yiyun also echoed.
What she was actually thinking was that when she played âif youâre a cultivator, then descend 100 floorsâ, she had the fantasy of âhow great it would be if I could personally kill Old Devil Lu one dayâ.
Now, it seemed to be the closest she had ever been to her dream.
As for Lu Zeâs identity as the Illusion Realm designer?
The three of them felt it didnât matter.
In their opinion, âliarâs Tea houseâ was different from other Illusion Realms.
As long as they played a couple of rounds and got past the Early Stage of not understanding the rules, there wasnât much difference afterward.
Skill? Deduction? Calculation?
They were not as good as courage and luck!
Even someone as intelligent as Wang Tianjing only won 2 out of 7 rounds, didnât he?
Although they had to admit that Wang Tianjingâs guesses were often very accurate, this guy had bad luck!
He was eliminated with the second shot or even the first shot all the time.
No matter how strong the skill, if luck was bad, one shot would eliminate you.
Even if Lu Ze came, it would be the same.
At this moment, the three of them felt that they had already understood and thoroughly grasped the game.
Even if Lu Ze joined the card game now, he might not necessarily lose to the opponent.
âSince everyone is so enthusiastic... then I, Lu, will humbly accept.â
Lu Ze narrowed his eyes and sat down with a smile in the last empty seat.
He had been observing from the side for a long time and had a good grasp of the three peopleâs strengths.
In terms of skill alone, Wang Tianjing was indeed the strongest of the three.
Deception, reading expressions, strategy, reasoning...
He would use the habits of the other two to help determine whether the cards played were real or fake.
He possessed all the tricks a card player should have.
Of course, these were merely the threshold for competing with Lu Ze.
For Lu Ze, among the three, it was the relatively straightforward Xu Hao who was more troublesome.
As the saying goes, a wild punch can kill a master.
This guy played cards purely by intuition; sometimes he would stubbornly open the cards of the player above him continuously, and such an opponent was the most unpredictable.
The game began.
The seats were randomly shuffled.
Lu Zeâs upstream player was Xu Hao, his downstream player was Chen Yiyun, and his opponent was Wang Tianjing.
Seeing that Xu Hao was not his downstream player, Lu Zeâs lips curved into a subtle smile.
This increased his winning rate by a few points.
âDamn it, why am I stuck between you two...â
Chen Yiyun looked at Lu Ze and Wang Tianjing with a troubled expression.
Wasnât this like having all their secrets exposed?
âWhat are you afraid of?! Letâs see whose fate is tougher!â
Xu Hao had the â NĐŸvĐ”lŃgÒ»Ń â (Continue reading) momentum of a newborn calf not fearing a tiger.
ăThe target card for this round is: heavenă
A ăheavenă card spun a few times in the center of the card table and returned to the deck.
Instantly, five cards appeared in each of the four peopleâs hands.
Lu Ze glanced at his hand, then quickly covered it on the table, his expression as calm as an ancient well without ripples.
As the Illusion Realm creator, Lu Ze was the focus in the eyes of the three.
This action was naturally seen by everyone.
âOh, Brother Lu indeed has some tricks!â
Wang Tianjing exclaimed, his face subtly turning to peek at the other two.
At the beginning of each round, he would habitually observe the subtle expressions and actions of the other two when they received their hands, using this to make initial inferences.
But Lu Ze putting down his hand so quickly, and not revealing any flaws, invisibly put immense pressure on him.
âLikewise.â
Lu Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, his peripheral vision quickly sweeping across the three.
In his heart, he was actually a little annoyed.
Because... his hand was five ăhumană cards!
Not a single target card, all fake cards!
Starting with such a huge disadvantage made him instantly suspect whether the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao was hinting at him to âbe a human beingâ.
Otherwise?
It couldnât be that Senior Brother Zhouâs spirit had possessed him, could it?
âTwo ăheavenă.â
Xu Hao thought for a moment and played two ăheavenă cards.
Almost instantly, Lu Ze picked up the first, second, and fourth cards, face down, from the card table and played them with extreme composure.
âThree ăheavenă.â
Lu Ze touched his nose, then smiled and looked at Chen Yiyun, who was his downstream player, and said in Yu Jiâs tone:
âGuess what~â