247: C247 To bring disgrace to oneself

C247 To bring disgrace to oneself

Could it be that Wu Hao was wrong?

Everyone, Gu Shiya included, subconsciously thought this to themselves as they watched Wang Yang's smile.

Wu Hao looked at his smiling face and faintly smiled. Raising his hand, he beckoned once more, and that youth walked up to him. With a gesture from Wu Hao, he very tactfully opened the dice cup.

"Ugh …"

However, in the next moment, what he got instead was a wave of stupefied exclamations.

Everyone looked at the pile of die fragments in the dice cup and their foreheads were covered in black lines.

The dice had already turned into a pile of powder, where would the points come from?

This was very obvious, Wu Hao had lost!

Looking at this pile of powder, Wang Yang proudly raised his head high, as if to say, Now you have lost!

The atmosphere became extremely strange, and no one dared to speak.

Just like that, Wu Hao quietly watched as his expression suddenly became calm and tranquil again.

After a long while, Wang Yang raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "Are you convinced?"

After saying that, Wu Hao laughed involuntarily, and instead raised an eyebrow at him, as he retorted: "How did I lose?"

"Oh, you're wrong. It's a draw!"

"No, you're still wrong. It's not a draw, you've lost!"

"I lost? "Haha …"

Hearing Wu Hao say that he had lost, Wang Yang could not help but laugh maniacally at the sky.

But very quickly, Wu Hao moved closer to the White jade dice cup and puffed his mouth lightly.

Smoke and dust flew into the air, followed by the shadow of half a die.

No, to be exact, it was not even half a dice!

There was a big dot on this thin piece. It was precisely this dot.

"Hua …"

Upon seeing this scene, the pupils of the originally complacent Wang Yang constricted, and a terrifying uproar exploded in his surroundings, as if it was the surging waves of the ocean.

What was this operation?

The dice could still be thrown with such superb skill?

A smile gradually surfaced on Wu Hao's face as he opened his mouth slowly: "In the past, when I was turning into sand, only the city remained to bury the sand in the sea, a little … Was it wrong? "

"Wah …" So this is what this poem means! "

"The glory of the past has turned into dust … The dice turned into powder, leaving only a city buried in the sea of sand … There was only one dice left, and it was buried under the powder. So it turns out that Senior Wu had already guessed that the dice cup would turn into powder. But there was still one left, or more accurately speaking, only half of it was buried by the dust of the dice.

Everyone cried out in alarm and amazement.

Wang Yang's expression suddenly turned into the color of a pig's liver.

Did I fail?2

This kid, how did he know there was such a small piece of dice under the powder?

This matter, without a doubt, was something he had left behind on purpose.

In his opinion, Wu Hao's gambling skills were top-notch. He would only be able to turn the situation around if he took advantage of this loophole.

In fact, if Wu Hao were to guess it again, he would blow away the die piece that even he himself did not know the number of points on, turning the defeat into a victory.

However, he never expected that Wu Hao would actually be able to see through his intentions, and even accurately guess the number of points on the die.

How did he do it?

He didn't understand.

But how could he be willing!

Pow!

In the next moment, everyone saw his face darken as he slammed his hand on the table.

"You … "Cheating!"

He stared at Wu Hao and bellowed.

After he said that, Wu Hao did not get angry, but laughed, and looked at him with a smile, and slowly replied with a question: "How did I cheat?"

These words caused him to be speechless, his eyes spinning, with a thought, he replied: "You use the soul consciousness!"

"Puchi!"

When the voice came out, Wu Hao could not help but laugh.

"Since you are so powerful, why don't you try using the soul consciousness?"

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