Sorry, My Hands Are Shaking!

Hua, hua, hua…

Not only was Hong Jiajun's movements of shaking the dice very graceful, even the sound was very rhythmic, like a pleasant melody.

From this, it could be seen that he had definitely received the strictest training. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to do it.

The seniors who were watching the battle could not help but nod and praise.

"As expected of the strongest newcomer who won the title of Gambling King twice in a row. His basic skills are too solid."

"Yeah, look at his posture and strength when he shakes the dice cup. It's obvious that he has been taught by a famous teacher."

"Regardless of the outcome, just this basic skill alone is enough to make most people in the gambling world feel ashamed."

"There is no false reputation. It is not a fluke that Mr. Hong can become the Gambling King at such a young age."

"Mr. Chen, you're the best at dice. What do you think of Mr. Hong's dice skills?"