As the two moved faster and faster, the dice cups made rhythmic clattering sounds on the table, like a stirring symphony.

The atmosphere in the VIP room grew increasingly tense, with everyone's heartbeats seemingly synchronized with the rhythm, holding their breath and awaiting the final result.

Suddenly, Xiaoyao and Chuanliu stopped almost simultaneously and slammed the dice cups onto the table.

For a moment, the entire VIP room fell silent, with only the sound of dice rolling in the cup echoing.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two dice cups, anticipating the final result.

A confident smile appeared on Xiaoyao's face, as if she already knew the number of dots on the bottom of the container.

Chuanliu, on the other hand, remained calm and quietly awaited the result.

The dice cup was opened, and on Xiaoyao's table were:

6, 6, 6, 6, 6.

On Chuanliu's desktop:

6, 6, 6, 6, 6.

As expected, the two players tied with a score of five sixes.

Kawakami and Haruka's eyes met in mid-air, both revealing a hint of surprise and admiration.

Especially Xiaoyao, he felt as if he had met a real opponent, and that feeling of excitement made every cell in his body active.

Wang Shuo looked at the two men and nodded repeatedly, praising them, "Masters, you are both masters. But... this draw seems a bit unsatisfactory."

He thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he suggested, "How about this, I'll say a number, and the two of you can see who can roll that number, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao immediately nodded excitedly, looking at Chuanliu with a challenging glint in his eyes.

This was the first time Chuanliu had encountered an opponent who could rival her. She raised an eyebrow and a confident smile appeared on her lips. "I'm happy to oblige."

Seeing this, Wang Shuo was even more eager for the competition.

After a moment's thought, he settled on a number, "Let's make it 15. Whoever rolls 15 wins."

3 PM, which is five 3 PMs.

For experts like Chuanliu and Xiaoyao, rolling such numbers is not difficult; it is nothing short of a psychological battle.

In this contest, whoever loses their composure will lose.

The loud clanging of the dice in the dice cup echoed throughout the VIP room.

After a while, the dice cups of the two men settled steadily once again.

"Please open the pot."

Wang Shuo's voice echoed in the VIP room.

Xiaoyao took a deep breath and slowly opened her dice cup.

Five dice were neatly arranged, their sum being exactly 15.

3, 3, 3, 3, 3.

With his superb skills and calm mindset, he successfully rolled the target number once again.

However, when the girl opened the dice cup, everyone saw five different numbers.

But in less than a second, everyone realized what was happening:

1, 2, 3, 4, 5.

The total is 15.

Getting five identical numbers is already very difficult, but Chuanliu managed to abandon the safest method and choose to get five different numbers to make 15.

This is undoubtedly an even greater challenge!

Xiaoyao's pupils contracted; he knew all too well the difficulty of rolling dice. Ensuring that all the dice land on different numbers was almost twice as difficult for the manipulator.

However, the girl in front of me did it, and did it so perfectly!

A sense of respect welled up within him; he knew he had encountered a truly formidable opponent.

"Fantastic! Absolutely fantastic!"

Wang Shuo stood up excitedly, slapping the string of coins beside him with both hands. "Bro, did you see that? Bro! That's amazing, bro!"

Qian Chuan casually brushed away Wang Shuo's slapping hand, "I'm sitting right next to you..."

A smile played on his lips, clearly drawn in by the exciting match.

Wang Shuo rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "One more round! One more round! This isn't a winner yet!"

Qian Chuan crossed his legs, took a sip of water, and said, "We haven't eaten since we arrived. Is this how you treat your guests?"

Wang Shuo paused for a moment, then a troubled look appeared on his face. He was indeed still in high spirits, but Qian Chuan's words also made sense.

He turned to look at Chuanliu, a pleading glint in his eyes, "Chuanliu, little sister..."

The man's deliberately affected, coquettish voice sent a chill down Chuanliu's spine, and she unconsciously shrank back.

Seeing this, Qian Chuan interrupted Wang Shuo with a look of disgust, "Alright, alright, stop being so disgusting. If they keep drawing like this, are you planning to starve me to death?"

Wang Shuo's eyes lit up, as if he had come up with a good idea.

He clapped his hands and ordered his men to bring out a dice cup filled with dice. "Let's make it a little more exciting! Increase the number of dice in the cup, use 10 dice to compare sizes, one round to decide the winner!"

Everyone knows that each additional die increases the difficulty of the game, demanding a great deal of skill and mental fortitude from the player. Increasing the number of dice to 10 undoubtedly raises the difficulty of the game to a whole new level.

Xiaoyao and Chuanliu exchanged a glance, a hint of excitement flashing in their eyes.

The game resumed, and the dice cups in their hands began to shake, creating a tense atmosphere in the room.

Their movements were swift and precise, abandoning any fancy embellishments and leaving only focused actions.

"Smack."

"Smack."

The two dice cups were slammed heavily onto the table with a dull thud.

Wang Shuo walked to Xiao Yao's side, took a deep breath, and slowly opened his dice cup.

The dice were scattered, each displaying a dazzling 6.

6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6.

Six, seven, eight...

Until the very last one, they were all 6s.

Upon seeing the result, Xiao Yao, who had been nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Wang Shuo looked at the row of 6 o'clocks and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes. He smiled and patted Xiao Yao on the shoulder, "Not bad, kid, you didn't embarrass your dad."

Then, everyone's attention focused on Chuanliu.

Her dice cup has not yet been opened; the final suspense is about to be revealed.

Wang Shuo whistled and walked over to Chuan Liu. Then, he suddenly opened Chuan Liu's dice cup.

6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath, for the dice cup was filled with dazzling sixes.

Looking at the two of them, Wang Shuo couldn't help but feel a surge of respect.

Just as he was about to announce the end of the match and that the score was tied, Qian Chuan suddenly raised his hand.

"Wait a moment."

His voice carried a hint of doubt, as if he had discovered something important.