Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The monk from the Shadow Tower who was responsible for rolling the dice had no reaction to Zhang Yifeng's action of throwing a few spiritual stones.

There are no requirements for gambling money here. No matter how much it is, as long as you enter the Shadow Tower, you will receive it all.

Looking at the actions of the monk from the Shadow Tower opposite, Zhang Yifeng discovered that the other party did not use any spiritual energy and relied entirely on his own gambling skills.

He nodded slightly. The Shadow Tower was quite honest and had not done anything to deceive customers.

The monk in front of him picked up the jar and was about to open it when Zhang Yifeng exerted force on his hand and a dark energy was transmitted into the jar.

This kind of strength does not belong to conveying spiritual energy, but is a gambling technique. If you use aura, it's definitely cheating.

This is a technique that Zhang Yifeng worked hard to practice in his spare time. Now he is using it to test the skills of the Shadow Tower monk opposite him.

But obviously, the monk did not notice that Zhang Yifeng easily used his secret power to change the dice in the jar.

At this moment, a Shadow Tower monk who was paying attention to the situation walked out and came to the monk in charge of Zhang Yifeng and said something.

Then the monk was replaced, and the monk who came over took his place and was responsible for opening the market for Zhang Yifeng.

Picking up the can, the numbers displayed on it add up to the small one, but Zhang Yifeng bought the large one.

Zhang Yifeng behaved like this and wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. Unexpectedly, he was immediately seen through by the monks on the side.

The other party obviously came straight to Zhang Yifeng, stared at Zhang Yifeng closely, and finally put down the jar in his hand.

Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly when he saw this, and used his secret strength to change the dice in the jar again.

Sensing that Zhang Yifeng was exerting force again, the monk put one hand directly on the jar, used a slight force to offset Zhang Yifeng's hidden force, and changed the dice back to its original face.

Zhang Yifeng just smiled when he saw this, and with a tap of his hidden hand, he unknowingly changed the direction of the dice again.

This time the monk obviously didn't notice Zhang Yifeng's actions and opened the jar confidently.

When he saw the dice inside the jar, even if the monk was wrapped in a black robe, Zhang Yifeng could still think of the aggrieved look on the monk's face as if he had eaten a fly.

Accepting the gambling money with a smile on his face, Zhang Yifeng followed the trend and won twenty games in a row.

After these twenty games, all the Shadow Tower monks present were defeated by Zhang Yifeng. In every game, a Shadow Tower monk came up with full confidence.

Then after the game started, he was replaced by the monk on the side.

After twenty rounds, Zhang Yifeng had almost won all his gambling money, no more, no less, exactly one million spirit stones.

Seeing that the other Shadow Tower monk wanted to go up again, Zhang Yifeng smiled and shook his head.

"You don't need to waste your time. I didn't really come here to bet on spiritual stones. Now I have enough spiritual stones through gambling. I wonder if you can let me meet the Shadow Master?"

Zhang Yifeng's words woke up the dreamers, and they noticed that Zhang Yifeng had gathered millions of gambling funds.

The monk from the Shadow Tower opposite shook his head helplessly when he heard this, and called a monk beside him. After muttering a few times, the monk ran all the way upstairs.

After a while, the monk ran down again, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and respectfully invited Zhang Yifeng to go upstairs.

"Sir, your gambling skills are really superb. We are no match for you."

The Shadow Tower monk said respectfully to Zhang Yifeng and bowed his hands to Zhang Yifeng.

Although he couldn't see this person's face, Zhang Yifeng could feel his heartfelt admiration from his voice.

"Haha, just kidding, it's all fine as long as you practice hard."

Zhang Yifeng smiled modestly and followed the monk all the way to the top floor of the Shadow Tower.

"I will send you here, sir. The host is waiting inside."

The monk sent Zhang Yifeng to the door, then clasped his fists at Zhang Yifeng and said goodbye.

Zhang Yifeng is also the first person in the past century to win twenty games in a row and win millions of dollars in gambling.

Many people have done this before, but none of them have won more than 20 consecutive games like Zhang Yifeng.

After bowing his hands to the leaving Shadow Tower monk, Zhang Yifeng took the little girl and knocked on the door.

Not to mention the monk, even the little girl next to Zhang Yifeng looked at Zhang Yifeng in shock, secretly thinking of a monster in her heart.

With such gambling skills, I am afraid that all the spiritual stones in Lingyue Continent's gambling houses will be pocketed by this guy.

A few seconds after Zhang Yifeng knocked on the door, a vigorous and powerful voice came from the door.

"This is the gentleman who just won twenty games in a row at the casino. Please come in."

Zhang Yifeng opened the door and saw an old man with a gloomy appearance sitting behind Zhuo, looking at Zhang Yifeng with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Sir, the purpose of coming to our Shadow Tower must be very simple. I wonder who you want to kill?"

The old man with a gloomy face looked at Zhang Yifeng and smiled, and said to Zhang Yifeng in a casual tone, as if killing people was child's play in his eyes.

"Are you the owner of the Shadow Building?"

Zhang Yifeng asked lightly, and inadvertently glanced at the little girl next to him, only to see the little girl shake her head at him.

Listening to Zhang Yifeng's question, a look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, but he soon calmed down again.

"Sir, what do you mean by this? I am the owner of the Shadow Building. If you don't believe me, just call a disciple and you will know."

As the old man spoke, he was about to call up a disciple and ask him to testify for him.

At this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from the wall nearby, and eventually the laughter became louder and louder.

"Hahaha, Ying, please stop pretending. I really didn't expect that after searching for you for so long, I finally caught you little beast."

After the laughter, a cold voice came from the wall.

The old man with Zhuo Hou looked stunned when he heard this, then quickly stood up and lowered his head respectfully.

I saw a secret door suddenly opened on the side wall, and a strong figure walked out from behind the door.

Zhang Yifeng frowned and looked around, only to see that this was a tall middle-aged man with two eye-catching scars on his face.

After the middle-aged man walked out, he waved to the old man and then turned his head to look at Zhang Yifeng... the little girl behind him with interest.

Zhang Yifeng looked back, and he didn't know when the little girl had taken off all the disguises on her body and was exposed in front of everyone.

"Haha, little beast, if I give you a chance, you really don't want it."

"If you live your whole life honestly, I won't be cruel to you. After all, you are my little junior sister."

"I didn't expect that you would dare to come back and appear in front of me. Then don't blame senior brother for killing you."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he touched the scars on his face.