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    Jeon Ip felt his legs shaking and searched through his arms.

    “Fuuuu….”

    After swallowing the Cheongsim pill he had spent a lot of money on, Jeon Ip exhaled for a long time and muttered.

    “Such scammers. I can’t calm down at all!”

    Jeon Ip, who failed in his attempt to control his tension with the power of medicine, had no choice but to head towards Cheonmajeon.

    Thing!

    As we headed towards Cheonmajeon, the sharp gaze of the guard warriors was focused on Jeonip.

    “What is it for?”

    “Small, small cause is called transfer. The Supreme Lord of the Demonic Cult gave an order today to report to Soin and appear at the Heavenly Demon Hall…”

    “ID card.”

    “Yes, yes!”

    After checking the ID card, the security guard withdrew his sword and said.

    “Follow me.”

    Jeon Ip nods his head and enters Cheonmajeon following the guidance of the guard. Jeon Ip was able to easily enter the room where Wi Seo-ryeon and Wi Ji-cheon were sitting across from each other.

    “A thousand years old! A thousand years! Thousands of years! Meet the master of Shingyo!”

    “Hmm. okay. Come closer.”

    “Yes! Yes!”

    It was only after Jeon Ip approached Cheonma with his trembling body that he realized one thing.

    ‘Now that I think about it, wasn’t it closer than this yesterday?’

    After I realized that fact, my heart that was pounding like crazy calmed down a little. It was a time when I was secretly taking deep breaths and slowly regaining my composure.

    “Do you know why I called you today?”

    Jeon Ip quickly bowed down and said.

    “How could a lowly person see through the Heavenly Demon’s intentions! If you give me an order, I will follow it wholeheartedly!”

    “The reason I called you today is because of this.”

    Jeon Ip carefully raised his head and followed the Cheonma’s hand. After seeing the Heavenly Demon’s hand pointing at something on the table, Jeon Ip lifted his head in a prostrate position, checked the table, and swallowed his saliva.

    dice. glass. Goal loss.

    Familiar gambling items were spread out.

    “I was interested in the tactics used in the underground gambling hall yesterday.”

    Jeon Ip’s heart still pounded when he thought about what happened yesterday, but he soon calmed down. After thinking about it all day long, I was able to come to a very clear conclusion.

    ‘Let’s do as the Heavenly Demon commands!’

    I gave up on the idea of transfer.

    I am a subordinate of the Demonic Cult, so I will just criticize it as the Heavenly Demon tells me to criticize it!

    As I reflected on yesterday’s conclusion in my head, I felt a little more at ease.

    What’s the point in saying it’s the worst move?

    Let’s just do as Cheonma tells us, even if he has been called to eliminate all the warriors who come and go to the underground gambling hall.

    If you tell me to play the tune, I can play the tune.

    Jeon Ip, who had been torturing the warriors of other underground gambling establishments in his imagination, has made up his mind.

    “Can you tell me and Socheonma about the gambling techniques you know?”

    “…Yes?”

    however.

    What was needed for transfer was a different kind of determination.

    *** ***

    “The basis of gambling is delicacy.”

    Jeon Ip was a master warrior and gambler.

    Jeon Ip intentionally held the glass and enjoyed the snack.

    Perfect!

    And a clear sound resounds.

    It was the sound of the dice in the glass hitting the glass.

    “If you hear this sound while playing Yabawi, no matter how fast you move the glass, it will be of no use.”

    “Um.”

    Cheonma and Socheonma nodded.

    “So, first of all, you two need to master the basics.”

    Jeon Ip began teaching Cheonma and Socheonma the minimum basics. How to hold a glass. How to shuffle your cards. From postures such as how to hold dice to hand techniques used on the board.

    “There are many types of gambling. Usually, you start with one item and once you feel you have mastered it to a certain extent, you move on to the next item.”

    “Then which one would you like to start with?”

    “I would like to recommend Yabawi. Experience is important in goal loss because the battle of numbers is very intense, and dice gambling involves a lot of luck on both offense and defense, making intuitive judgment difficult. On the other hand, Yabawi is very intuitive. It is good for laying the foundation for gambling because you can clearly know whether you have deceived your opponent or have been deceived by your opponent.”

    The two absorbed Jeon Ip’s knowledge and skills like water poured on dry cotton.

    It’s been a week since I started laying the foundation like that.

    Jeon Ip was inwardly impressed.

    ‘You both have tremendous learning ability.’

    These two people are able to master skills that would take others weeks to master in one day.

    Indeed, the word ‘cheonma’ came out of nowhere.

    “Now, I will tell you about gambling techniques mixed with martial arts.”

    “Ho, we’re finally getting to the point.”

    “In fact, there is no need for gambling techniques mixed with martial arts against ordinary people who have not learned martial arts.”

    A transfer who did not hesitate to make remarks that could cause the general public to have a fit.

    “If you are completely unfamiliar with gambling, you may not know this, but if you know some gambling skills, you can gain an overwhelming advantage just by mobilizing your skills.”

    Wei Ji-cheon and Wei Seo-ryeon nodded.

    It might be okay if it’s a low level, but generally, from the peak, the difference in weight class between martial artists and non-military warriors becomes clear.

    It was as if technology was useless in the face of overwhelming power.

    Is there a need for someone who already possesses overwhelming power to learn techniques?

    “So, gambling mixed with martial arts can be said to be a dedicated technique for gambling that takes place between unmanned and unmanned players.”

    “Indeed, that’s right.”

    “ To be precise, the general public may not be fooled, but it can be said that it is a technology that is inevitable because it is unmanned. Therefore, the difference in level with the opponent has a very big impact.”

    Jeon Ip continued his explanation.

    “It is natural for a Hwa-gyeong expert with similar gambling skills to beat a top-notch expert. However, if you gamble with martial arts, you can win by a much bigger margin.”

    Wei Seo-ryeon and Wei Ji-cheon’s eyes met.

    This was because the same thought passed through both of their heads.

    It is a technique that works better if there is a difference in level.

    If so, wouldn’t it be a means to deal with Ho Cheon-an?

    “Now, I will tell you about gambling techniques mixed with martial arts.”

    Jeon Ip unleashed all the techniques he knew against the two people.

    The two people thought as they absorbed Jeon Ip’s teachings.

    This might really work for Ho Cheon-an.

    A week after that.

    Jeon Ip gave a final inspection of the rock that the two had laid out and nodded.

    “This is all I can teach you as far as Yabawi.”

    Wi Ji-cheon, who heard Jeon-ip’s words, recalled the match he had had with Ho Cheon-an so far.

    Memories that fit the description of a lesson rather than a game filled Wi Ji-cheon’s mind.

    “Yes. Now is the time to compete.”

    Wi Ji-cheon, a novice gambler.

    Wi Ji-cheon decided to challenge Tao Shin Ho Cheon-an.

    *** ***

    A gambling match with Cheonma Wijicheon.

    The gambling match with Wi Ji-cheon was going smoothly.

    There were limits to providing Wi Ji-cheon with ‘something to see’ using gambling, but now that Wi Ji-cheon has come to enjoy gambling itself, things have become much easier.

    Although the premise of competing to the last degree has not changed.

    It was true that the current structure of gambling against gambler was much more stable and advantageous than the current structure of gambling against gambler, rather than imposing ridiculous conditions just for the sake of entertainment.

    I headed to Cheonmajeon with a somewhat relaxed mind, and Wijicheon brought about a change that created tension in my relaxed atmosphere.

    “I plan to compete properly today.”

    Wijicheon tried out the representative gambling items I introduce one day each day.

    Wi Ji-cheon, who enjoyed gambling in that way, suddenly designated an item.

    “You mean Yabawi?”

    “That’s right. You will have to withstand my attack today. The match will be played in a best-of-five format.”

    I looked at Wijicheon and refreshed my mental armament.

    Because Wi Ji-cheon challenged me to a game today, not to learn.

    To be honest, the probability that Wi Ji-cheon would beat me with just attacks was extremely close to zero, but it was not a situation where I could let down my guard.

    Did the Heavenly Demon take the risk for no reason?

    If there was even the slightest chance of winning, he would have bet on it.

    In my judgment, even though there was no chance of victory at all, the Heavenly Demon might have seen something.

    “Then let’s begin.”

    The match began with Cheonma mixing the glasses.

    Sasak. Sasasak.

    I thought as I watched the Heavenly Demon mix the cups.

    They definitely have different innate physical talents.

    Although it had been less than a month since the gambling match with the Cheonma began, the mixing of the Cheonma’s cups did not seem to be a beginner who had only been exposed to gambling for less than a month.

    Of course, it will not be the result of talent alone. I guess the reason my skills have been improving so much lately is because I found a teacher somewhere.

    He is the Heavenly Demon’s gambling teacher.

    It was a truly strange tone.

    I shook off my thoughts and focused on Cheonma’s Rock.

    It is acknowledged that Cheonma’s skills are improving rapidly, but that does not mean that Cheonma’s Yabawi is a threat.

    To put it bluntly, he was no different from the swindlers you could easily meet in any marketplace.

    That’s why I increased my concentration.

    Since they had prepared something, the Heavenly Demon would have played a role.

    Could it be that Cheonma’s odds of winning are at best this high?

    And at that moment, change began.

    The change started with Cheonma, not Jan.

    Ssss!

    A black dragon suddenly erupts softly!

    I was surprised and looked at the Heavenly Demon’s face. The moment I looked into the calm eyes of the Heavenly Demon whose true feelings were unknown, I had a hunch.

    I was hit.

    While the glasses were being mixed, snow fell from the board.

    I hurriedly looked down, but the Heavenly Demon’s hand had already stopped.

    “After.”

    I slowly recalled the situation from before.

    The moment the black dragon flag twitched, I took my eyes off the gambling table and looked at Wei Ji-cheon.

    A basic mistake that a gambler cannot make.

    ….however.

    As an unmanned Hocheonan, there was no choice but to move like that.

    Eyes are the window to the heart.

    The moment the opponent moves their energy, you have to follow their eyes so that you can guess the operation of that energy.

    Even in a situation where I was sitting at a gambling table and I understood that Cheonma Wijicheon was going to make some kind of winning move, the martial instinct that came out.

    I was building up the tension by responding to Wijicheon’s numbers in my own way, but maybe the tension wasn’t enough?

    While he was replaying the moves he had just made in his head, Wi Ji-cheon’s mouth opened.

    “Shouldn’t you choose a glass?”

    I corrected my thoughts as I looked into Wi Ji-cheon’s eyes, calmly urging me to choose a glass.

    There was enough tension.

    It wasn’t like I was letting my guard down when I took my eyes off the board.

    …I was induced.

    It is no exaggeration to call him the best warrior in the world, Wijicheon, who naturally stimulated my instinct as a warrior.

    I reached for the glass on the left side of Wijicheon’s chaegeun.

    Since I took my eyes off the glass, there was no way to know the whereabouts of the dice, but considering the flow of Wijicheon that mixed the glasses up to that point, the most likely place was the glass on the left.

    Tuk.

    The glass fell over and the inside of the glass was exposed.

    The glass on the left was empty.

    “1 win.”

    This thought occurred to me while listening to Wi Ji-cheon speaking calmly.

    Today’s match will never be easy.

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