Others on the field already showed proud smiles, waiting to see Wang Dong's joke.
Wang Dong always maintained a faint smile. If these people really thought that he was still focused on the pursuit of speed, they would be completely wrong. Although he was mainly a practitioner in Stone Chamber No. 50, he was a stone appraiser. He has not failed in his homework. No matter what the competition is, these stone appraisers who do not even have earth-level martial arts souls cannot be his opponents.
"Old rules, let's compete with the last sword!" The middle-aged man finally announced in one breath.
When Wang Dong heard this, he immediately understood that it was actually the final sword, worthy of Tianjian Palace. This was much more difficult than the test of ordinary stone appraisers in Gambling Stone Workshop.
The so-called last cut is when one side cuts the stone, leaving the last cut that can neither cut nor destroy it. This last cut is left to the opponent. The more skillful the stone appraiser is, the thinner the stone wall will be cut, so that the final cut will be made. The difficulty will increase and it will be difficult for the opponent to handle it perfectly.
Such a competition is not meaningless. A person who can delay the last blow infinitely will be able to perfectly handle the most precious gambling stone and avoid damaging the easily damaged items inside to the greatest extent.
This last cut is relative and personal. If someone else continues to extend the last cut to the extent that you think it is the last cut, or even cuts an extra cut, then it is a failure.
This is the ultimate competition and the best verification for senior engineers.
"It's interesting, so speed is not the key to this competition, but the details are the key?" Wang Dong whispered and found that others had already started.
When he saw that everyone's table had been cleared away, only the gambling stone chosen by the stone appraisers was left. When he looked at his table again, there was only one gambling stone.
He stretched out his hand to signal, and the middle-aged man immediately looked over and said, "What's the matter?"
Wang Dong shrugged helplessly and said: "I challenged nine people, why did you give me a gambling stone?"
"Ah?" The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, and the upper echelons on the high platform were staggering even more. Is this kid really a fool
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then woke up and wiped his sweat and explained: "Although time is not critical in this competition, it is not unlimited. When the second to last person finishes, it must end within half a stick of incense for the last person, otherwise Just lose."
"Yes!" Wang Dong nodded, with a look of knowing, and then continued to ask, "But what does this have to do with me missing eight gambling stones?"
"I'll do it!" The middle-aged man was confused, and his heart was racing. Can you finish cutting the nine gambling stones I gave you? It is better to deal with one carefully. If the nine stone appraisers cannot deal with the last knife, there is no hope of winning.
At the top of the high platform, there were a few old men with hot tempers who were more direct. They opened their mouths and started to curse: "This is not a talent at all. He is just a fool plus two hundred and fifty. I think the lady has definitely seen the wrong person this time. I can't see it, old man." I’m going down, I really can’t stand it anymore!”
"Ahem..." The old man on the high seat also coughed, but after thinking that it was the person chosen by the young lady, he finally said, "Give him eight more, just think of it as a waste of eight gambling stones!"
The old man took part in the creation, and no one else could hear it. Only the middle-aged man on the stage nodded helplessly, then waved his hand and brought up eight more gambling stones. This time Wang Dong finally got his wish, and the table was placed A total of nine gambling stones.
"Boy, if you can't do it, just say so. No matter how many tricks you have, you will still get the real deal in the end!" Someone said sarcastically, taking a glance at the row of gambling stones placed on his table.
Wang Dong sneered and said nothing, then he grabbed a gambling stone with one hand and weighed it for a while. After a while, the blades of his hands suddenly flew out, and the chips of the gambling stone flew around.
"What?"
At this time, many people stood up and looked at this scene in disbelief. It was clear that Wang Dongjiu was holding a gambling stone in one hand, but the two gambling stones were constantly shrinking, and they were extremely well-proportioned. It felt like countless knives had scraped them. , there is no deviation!
"It's amazing. It's many times better than the technique he used when he competed with Kunwu's stone appraiser!"
None of the people present were mediocre. One could tell at a glance that Wang Dong's technique was extraordinary. It was not comparable to what he had done back then. His technique not only possessed speed, but also had almost perfect cutting!
The other stone appraisers suddenly became anxious. They were all sweating profusely. They didn't dare to be careless and began to devote themselves wholeheartedly. Wang Dong's move was indeed shocking, but if they didn't believe it, they couldn't defeat him personally.
For a moment, the ring was eerily quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of the cutting people using their soul power to cut the gambling stones.
"Such terrifying soul power, but why do I feel a little weak?" the old man on the high platform said, frowning in confusion.
Most people can't see it clearly, but in his eyes, the movements of Wang's hands are very clear. It seems that Wang's hands are not moving, but in fact, his fingers are flying, like playing a harp. Each fluctuation is accompanied by several sharp blades that condense the soul power. Go out, this is absolutely impossible to achieve without the combination of a powerful martial spirit and a perfect Tsunarou.
"With such rapid progress, maybe we can really give it a try! The old man's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Dong, as if he wanted to see through him.
On the ring, Wang Dong held his breath and concentrated, taking a breath after cutting two gambling stones. In the blink of an eye, he had cut four gambling stones. The first two stones were not perfect. Although his knife skills were good, the last stone wall was still The flaws are obvious, and others can quickly find the flaw and extend it for the last time, or even cut it again.
As for the second batch, it has obviously improved a lot, but the flaws still exist, but there are no huge flaws that can be found in the first batch that can be cut again.
When he took another deep breath, his face finally showed a satisfied smile. The two gambling stones were crystal clear, almost transparent. One of them could basically be seen to be empty, while the other one actually had a faint light emitting. Obviously , there is something inside.
Wang Dong originally wanted to continue practicing with two more, but at the beginning, his whole body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
His expression suddenly changed and he stopped immediately. The creation of the martial soul was seriously injured because of the cluster body, and now the reckless use of the soul power really touched the injury.
"That's it!" He murmured to himself, and sat down with a pale face. He didn't realize that the people around him had basically finished, and they were all looking at him like monsters.
There was no more sarcasm and ridicule, replaced by a tense atmosphere in the ring. Wang Dong put a lot of pressure on them.
"Then let's start the final blow and decide the outcome!" The middle-aged man announced loudly, while looking at Wang Dong like a monster.
"Wait!" Wang Dong opened his eyes and spoke weakly.
"Brother Wang, what's the matter?" The middle-aged man was more polite this time.
Wang Dong's faint smile returned again, but this time his face was a little pale. He took a look at his work, and then suddenly slashed it like a knife.
"laugh!"
There was a series of muffled sounds, and a row of gambling stones suddenly exploded. In the end, only the gambling stone with a faint luster inside was left on the table.
"Gulu!"
The middle-aged man wiped away the cold sweat and said with a little fear: "Aren't you afraid that something will be cut inside?"
Wang Dong smiled slightly and said, "Isn't there none?" A gambling stone was broken into pieces on the table.
"Haha... That's interesting!" The old man on the high platform laughed and watched Wang Dong nodding from a distance. It turns out that the purpose of asking for so many gambling stones is not to rely on quantity, but to practice skills, and the only gambling stone left in the end also has a profound meaning. It is really rare for such a young man to live for a long time.
The last blow on the ring began. Wang Dong walked straight to the first person, glanced at him and rarely even looked at him again. He raised his hand and struck twice. The stone was not cracked and became more transparent.
"This..." The man was horrified. He had tried his best, but this kid actually added two more knives, two full knives instead of extending.
Wang Dong walked up to the second person, shook his head again, and said, "Is this your last blow or your first blow?"
The man was immediately ashamed, his face turned red to his neck, because Wang Dong continued to cut four times in one go.
When he reached the sixth person, Wang Dong raised his eyebrows, and then sneered at the person: "Would you like to try this gambling stone yourself?"
The man's body trembled imperceptibly, and then he said calmly: "Why, Brother Wang was so strong all the way, is he finally afraid when he gets to me?"
"Yeah, I'm scared!" Wang Dong was noncommittal and turned directly to the next person, "You want to use the already cut gambling stone to frame me. You'd better avoid this little trick in front of me!"
The middle-aged man behind him heard this and walked away immediately. He picked up the chipped gambling stone and gently held it. Sure enough, it cracked. This gambling stone was deliberately like this. If Wang Dong really picked it up and made the final cut, then It’s really hard to argue!
"Come here, Stone Room No. 45 violates the rules of Tianjian Palace, take him down!" the middle-aged man said coldly and without mercy.
"No, you can't do this to me. I just want to get rid of a half-hearted person. I am a stone appraiser. You can't do this to me!" The man shouted, but the wolf-like soldiers just dragged him away, and his voice stopped for a while. Just disappeared.
"Everyone, we all told you the rules when you came in. Since you have stayed here, you agree. If you violate it, you can only blame us for being rude!" The middle-aged man said to everyone with some warning.
This time, no one stood up to object. Such a thing did violate the agreement, but after all, they were on the same side before, and it was inevitable that there would be a sense of desolation. In the blink of an eye, Wang Dong had already defeated seven people, and the last two It seems that he is also mysterious. If they can't extend Wang Dong's gambling stone, then this game will be a complete defeat.
Finally, when Wang Dong easily opened the last person's gambling stone, the atmosphere at the scene finally reached the extreme level of tension. The next step was the critical moment.
"What are you afraid of? There are still eight of us. Can't the eight of us still cut a gambling stone?" Someone suddenly yelled, and then strode towards the only gambling stone left by Wang Dong.
(End of chapter)