Ye Ming was highly focused; Qin Fang's bowl settling had not affected him at all. He was still vigorously shaking the dice cup, and it was evident that he was taking much more time than he did with the previous twelve dice. His movements were also more cautious and careful.

It has to be said that the difficulty of getting a single pillar to the sky with twenty dice is far beyond that of twelve dice; the challenge had increased by more than tenfold.

Previously, when Ye Ming achieved a single pillar to the sky with twelve dice, he still appeared to have some ease; but now his face was filled with caution and care, and even a bit of solemnity.

This was his first time attempting a single pillar to the sky with twenty dice, and he did not have much confidence himself. However, he had no choice but to do so.

The points of the dice are calculated based on the visible pips; these numbers are added up to achieve the final score.

Just now, during the trial play, although Qin Fang's performance was terrible, there were indeed some exasperated guys who actually helped count Qin Fang's points.

Since there were dice skewed on top of others, making points impossible to calculate, they counted as zero—with the dice stacked on top of one another concealing the points below, many zeros appeared. Adding them up, the score turned out to be not very high, even slightly less than the total of twenty dice all showing one point each.

This result was unexpected by everyone; even Qin Fang himself couldn't help but feel frustrated when he found out—it was possible to end up with such a result…

While the result made Qin Fang frustrated, Ye Ming felt even more so.

Just fiddling around a bit could result in such a small number. If during an actual gambling round more indiscernible dice counted as zero points, the slightest negligence on his part could lead to a real loss…

So Ye Ming, who originally wanted to lower the difficulty a bit and play Double Dragon emerges from the Sea with twenty dice, aiming to win with 2 points, now saw that even those 2 points were not necessarily safe. Thus, he decided to take on the ultimate challenge—the peak limit of a single pillar to the sky with twenty dice, with the minimum score of 1 point.

Qin Fang appeared very laid-back, sitting quietly and watching Ye Ming continue to strive, even ordering a glass of red wine and remotely toasting Qiao Zhenfei and Li Yang not far away. This surprised the onlookers; to remain so calm in such a gambling match—it truly was a remarkably relaxed attitude.

This contrasting scene made it feel quite awkward and discordant, more like it wasn't a life-or-death gambling match but children playing house.

Finally, Ye Ming felt it was about right; he sensed the last dice settling on the top, and its number was determined.

Slowly, very slowly, his hand became steady, calming the dice inside the cup until they finally stabilized.

Ye Ming paused for a moment; without the sound of dice falling, it meant the moment had matured, and the dice had all found their places.

He had countless times achieved a single pillar to the sky with twelve dice, and that feeling had become almost instinctive. Even though the twelve dice were now replaced with twenty and the difficulty had increased substantially, when the feeling came, Ye Ming knew he had truly succeeded this time.

"The cup settles without the hand!"

Ye Ming's hand had not left the cup, but a look in his eyes signaled the beautiful croupier, who immediately announced the call.

The next moment was truly breathtaking—who rolled the smaller number?

Was it Qin Fang, who would decisively defeat Ye Ming, taking away his life, or Ye Ming, who would succeed in preserving his life and incidentally win two million US dollars, along with a little consequence that Qin Fang had to pay?

Everyone straightened up, unable to contain their anticipation of the outcome.

Qiao Zhenfei and Li Yang were no exceptions, looking somewhat tense, and Jiang Li was even more so, nearly trembling with nerves, silently praying for Qin Fang.

"Please!"

Qin Fang was not the least bit concerned; although he had already rolled his dice, he made no move to reveal them first and gestured towards Ye Ming instead.

"Hmph..."

Ye Ming took no appreciation, snorting in anger before slowly lifting the dice cup.

Within the cup, no extra dice fell onto the table – only an extraordinarily long Azure Dragon soaring to the skies!

A single pillar to the sky!

It's truly a towering pillar!

Everyone was going a bit mad!

If rolling a towering pillar with twelve dice was already considered shocking and outrageous, then achieving the same with twenty dice was even more terrifying, almost beyond everyone's comprehension.

Although this Azure Dragon looked somewhat shaky, it still stood firm; as long as it remained standing for more than five seconds, according to the rules of the International Gambling Association, the towering pillar was deemed a success.

Even if it fell at the sixth second, it would still be recognized.

One point!

The number Ye Ming rolled was only one point—the one atop the highest end of the towering pillar, a bright red one that was exceptionally clear.

Seeing this one point, a relieved smile finally appeared on Ye Ming's face, and his tone lightened at the same time. With such a result, he was already in an assured winning position.

Unless Qin Fang could also roll a towering pillar with twenty dice and end with one point as the final number, only then would they have reached a tie.

But could Qin Fang really roll a one point?

With his shaking time of less than ten seconds?

Ye Ming simply couldn't imagine that such a short duration could produce a towering pillar, not even his master, Dice Demon, could do it, let alone Qin Fang, who was clearly a novice.

This thought boosted Ye Ming's confidence instantly; even his gaze towards Qin Fang completely changed, subtly challenging and, it seemed, with a trace of mockery. In any case, it meant one thing—he, Ye Ming, was definitely going to win this round against Qin Fang.

Winning this round not only meant saving his own life but also winning two million US dollars and… he was already considering what to take from Qin Fang.

"Do you think you've won for sure?"

Qin Fang simply looked at the overly confident Ye Ming and suddenly asked.

Ye Ming didn't respond but just stared at Qin Fang. Suddenly, he felt a sense of unease, vaguely feeling as if he had overlooked something, yet he couldn't think of what it could be.

Ye Ming's silence did not concern Qin Fang much; at this point, everything had already been determined, and he was just dispensing a lesson through some painful words.

"Undeniably, your skill is very strong, capable of rolling a towering pillar with twenty dice! But…"

The previous words were standard, ostensibly praising Ye Ming's impressive skill—at least something Qin Fang couldn't match. But with the word "but," a twist emerged, and everyone looked over, their eyes focusing on Qin Fang's hand, which had now re-gripped the dice cup.

The mystery was about to be unveiled.

And from the tone of Qin Fang's voice, it seemed he hadn't lost yet!

"I'm not sure how you learned math in primary school, but who told you that rolling one point definitely means it's the smallest? Smaller than one point should be… zero points!"

Almost at the same time Qin Fang said this, he briskly lifted the dice cup.

Whoosh~~

Everyone was astonished, for they were surprised to see that Qin Fang's dice cup was completely empty, without a single die inside.

No dice, hence no points.

No points, hence naturally that's zero points.

Qin Fang was zero points, Ye Ming one point—who rolled the smaller number, even a primary school student knew the answer…(To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com), recommending tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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