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Chapter 43: Looks and Shapes Might Be Similar, But The Soul is Different

Chapter 43: Looks and Shapes Might Be Similar, But The Soul is Different
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Although it was the first time Tang Xiu shook dice, but his memorizing and learning pace ability was marvelous.

Tang Xiu had just carefully observed and emulated Jia Ruidao’s movements in shaking the dice cup, so he would imitate Jia Ruidao’s techniques.

At the beginning, Tang Xiu’s imitation movement from Jia Ruidao’s movements and techniques were still sluggish and slow. But he gradually became more skilled, as if his movements and techniques almost became a genuine replica of Jia Ruidao’s movements.

“Y-You…” Jia Ruidao at first didn’t pay attention to Tang Xiu’s movements and techniques in shaking the dices since it was different from his. But when he figured out that Tang Xiu’s movements and techniques were becoming more and more familiar, he couldn’t help but shout.

Jia Ruidao had been spending more than 30 years analyzing and perfecting his own set of unique skills. Only then was he able to gradually master this technique. But Tang Xiu only needed to observe his unique skills and was able to emulate it up to 70%, which made Jia Ruidao even suspect whether the three decades he spent pondering on this technique was really in vain or not.

Although Jia Ruidao also received a few apprentices and also taught them his unique skills, but he was very sure that even his apprentices would be unable to learn his unique skill so thoroughly. Let alone those several good-for-nothing young masters.

However, watching a stranger suddenly demonstrate his own unique skills in front him, an indescribable feeling filled Jia Ruidao’s heart. Not even words could truly convey his feelings.

“This kid is only an outsider, and obviously just recently in contact with the society. But he has such a strong perception. If I were to accept him as an apprentice, wouldn’t it mean that I’ll have a successor to carry on my legacy?” Suddenly, a thought emerged inside Jia Ruidao’s mind and started to fully fill his mind.

At this very moment, Jia Ruidao’s attitude toward Tang Xiu changed as he saw that Tang Xiu was becoming more pleasing to his eyes.

Even though Tang Xiu only wore plain and simple clothes, but it was clean and orderly. His black hair particularly gave off a spirited feeling, with a pair of bright and lively eyes. His high nose, thin lips, tall and straight stature gave off a kind of graceful and compelling feeling.

When the others heard Jia Ruidao’s shout, they were bewildered.

The others didn’t know that each gambler always had their own particular unique skills. In the eyes of people, all the dice shaking movements were similar. They didn’t truly memorize Jia Ruidao’s movements previously. Therefore, they didn’t know that Tang Xiu’s movements and techniques in shaking the dice were shockingly similar with Jia Ruidao’s.

A few minutes later, Tang Xiu’s buckled the dice cup in his hands on the table as beads of sweat permeated from his forehead. At the same time, a tired expression was also revealed on his face, mixed with a bit of nervousness and anxiety.

Although Tang Xiu had tried his best and also had digested and absorbed almost 90% of Jia Ruidao’s unique skill. But a lot of things could only be accumulated with time and experience, rather than looking and imitating could learn from.

The dice shaking movements Tang Xiu had done was completely the full copy of Jia Ruidao’s techniques. But he didn’t have the means to learn the ear distinguishing technique to figure out the dice number in the dice cup.

The reason as to why Tang Xiu shook the dice longer than Jia Ruidao, on one hand, was of course to probe the feeling of the dice shaking sensation, so he could be more skilled in executing the technique. While on the other hand, it was because he attempted to listen to the dice rolling sounds in the dice cup, as he tried to confirm the dice number through those subtle changes and sounds.

“Open it! You must open it! Once the cup dice has buckled down on the table, the result has already been decided. Even if you don’t open, you cannot change the dice number.” Upon seeing that Tang Xiu was pressing the dice cup and seemed unwilling to open it, Zhang Yongjin blurted out with an anxious expression.

Tang Xiu ignored Zhang Yongjin. He wiped the sweat that flowed down on the corner of his eyes, and then slowly opened the dice cup.

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