Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 399 - 400 Have I Ever Asked You If You’re a Hermaphrodite?

Chapter 399: Chapter 400 Have I Ever Asked You If You’re a Hermaphrodite?

Chu Feng returned to the lounge with the dice, where the two of them stayed and had dinner before starting the final elimination round.

At this point, only thirty-two competitors were left. After one more match, the top sixteen would be determined.

The third round still shuffled the order, using lots to decide one’s opponent.

When Chu Feng saw who his opponent was, he slightly furrowed his brows.

Chu Feng hadn’t expected to encounter none other than Chacai, the Thai Gambling King, so soon.

As Chu Feng took his place, he was slightly startled again upon seeing Chacai in person.

Because Chu Feng hadn’t expected that Chacai was not Thai but a Huaxia.

Chacai was dressed in a neatly pressed Tang suit, looking about the same age as He Sheng, though visibly in much better spirits. Moreover, Chacai didn’t seem like a bad person. However, Chu Feng never judged by appearances, except for beauties.

"Young man, are you surprised to see that I am Huaxia?" Chacai asked Chu Feng in fluent Huaxia.

Chu Feng nodded, saying, "Yes, I’m quite surprised."

Chacai laughed, saying, "Young man, I have watched your two rounds of gambling. You are formidable, a formidable young man. And you’re also very lucky; having me as your opponent is quite unfortunate for you."

Chu Feng fiddled with the chips in his hand, saying, "I’m just lucky, that’s all."

Chacai laughed, saying, "Actually, my luck is also very good. I got here entirely by luck. It seems that today the two of us lucky people will just have to compete in luck."

Chu Feng nodded, saying, "Gambling is all about luck in the end, no matter how skilled you are, you can’t beat a strong streak of luck."

As Chu Feng said this, he suddenly shivered involuntarily.

This shiver made Chu Feng feel very uneasy, especially since he was now at the Xuan Level Mid-Stage. He was also cultivating the Cultivation Technique, which should almost make him immune to changes in temperature, yet the room’s temperature was high, making such a shiver inexplicable and illogical.

Chu Feng sat upright on his chair, glancing around, but he didn’t notice anything unusual.

Chacai saw everything and his face also revealed a slight smile upon observing Chu Feng’s reactions.

The gambling round officially began, and Chu Feng glanced at the cards in the dealer’s shoe. He wished he hadn’t—what he saw nearly made him jump out of his chair.

It wasn’t that Chu Feng’s cards were bad; on the contrary, his cards were excellent. Each hand was the kind that would prompt someone to go all in.

But Chacai’s cards were even better, and only slightly better than Chu Feng’s at that. Of course, that wouldn’t normally make Chu Feng jump. What nearly did make him jump was the fact that in the card box, his cards were excellent every hand, but each hand Chacai’s cards were just a bit better.

If it were one or two hands, Chu Feng could call it a coincidence. But with all the cards like this, it couldn’t be just a coincidence. That implied there must be something wrong.

The poker cards definitely had no issue, and neither could the croupier. If the croupier were involved, then Baile Palace would no longer need to operate. This was the World Gambling Championships; if they dared to tamper with the game in such a situation, they really should just close their doors for good.

If neither the croupier nor the poker cards were problematic, then the issue must be with Chacai.

Even if his luck were not good, it shouldn’t be this bad. Besides, Chu Feng had checked before; his luck had been quite favorable.

"Little Friend Chu, it’s your turn to call." Chacai said to Chu Feng, in a harmonious tone.

Chu Feng glanced at his hand; he initially wanted to just fold. However, Chu Feng didn’t know what was causing his uncertainty; he needed to investigate the cause, and to do so, he needed to buy some time.

"Ten thousand!" Chu Feng took out a ten-thousand chip and threw it on the table.

Seeing Chu Feng throw out a ten-thousand chip, both the croupier and Chacai were taken aback.

Chu Feng was known as a gambling madman, having won twice by going all-in on his first hand. This time, why did he only call ten thousand? It completely deviated from the norm.

"Little Friend, haven’t you always gone all-in? Why did you change to ten thousand this time?" Chacai asked with a smile, voicing the question on everyone’s mind.

Chu Feng looked at Chacai and responded, "Is there a rule here stating that I must go all-in every hand?"

Chacai paused for a moment, then responded, "Of course not, but Little Friend Chu, hasn’t that been your approach all along?"

Chu Feng rolled his eyes and retorted, "As long as I win, what does it matter how I do it? You used to be a Huaxia all the time, and now you’re representing Shemale Country, should I ask why you’re not a shemale?"

Chacai’s expression briefly flashed with a killing aura upon hearing Chu Feng’s words.

This fleeting killing aura made Chu Feng realize that Chacai was definitely not as benign as he appeared. His amiableness was entirely feigned. Moreover, his murderous intent towards him was not a recent development.

"Why would he harbor murderous intent towards me since before? We hadn’t met before," Chu Feng wondered aloud, but since Chacai bore him ill will, there was no need for Chu Feng to be polite anymore.

"Are you following?" Chu Feng urged Chacai.

Chacai gritted his teeth and followed with ten thousand.

As the dealing continued, Chu Feng called ten thousand each time, confusing everyone watching. In their view, Chu Feng should have gone all-in.

The final card was dealt. Chu Feng’s hand showed two pairs, consisting of a pair of aces and a pair of century eggs. Chacai also had two pairs, but they were small, consisting of a pair of threes and a pair of fives.

Chacai looked at Chu Feng’s hand and said, "Little Friend, it seems your luck is really not bad. Even though we both have pairs, my pairs are much smaller than yours. It looks like I am destined to lose this round."

Chu Feng looked at Chacai and asked, "So, are you giving up now? I saw on TV that you can lose half by surrendering."

Chacai’s face underwent several changes upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, eventually, he closed his mouth and said no more.

"What exactly is the issue that makes our hands differ by just a little bit?" Chu Feng couldn’t figure it out.

His hand was significant, but Chu Feng knew that Chacai’s hole card was a three, the so-called Holmes, which was just a bit higher than his own.

Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed across Chu Feng’s mind, and he thought of something.

"Luck! He keeps mentioning luck! Could it really be that my luck is slightly worse? But how did he change luck?" Chu Feng pondered about the luck Chacai kept emphasizing, feeling that the issue likely lay there, yet Chu Feng didn’t know how Chacai managed it.