Innate Skill: I Bet You

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As Song Yi's words fell, an eerie ripple spread from the dice in Tu Shan Qing's hand. The next moment, the ripple swept over Zhang Gaoqiu. Zhang Gaoqiu seemed to sense the change as well. He abruptly shot to his feet, terror written across his face. "Where is my Bloodline Power? How did my Bloodline Power disappear?"

Zhang Gaoqiu's eyes were filled with horror. He could feel his Bloodline Power vanishing for no reason at all. In an instant, he had become an ordinary man stripped of Mysterious Power, knocked down from the lofty heights into the dust.

"Impossible! How is this possible? How could my Bloodline Power just disappear?" Zhang Gaoqiu's face went pale as earth.

The entire Class A classroom descended into chaos. Song Yi hurriedly began investigating the cause while reporting the matter to the academy's higher-ups.

Class was dismissed just like that. Zhang Chen and Tu Shan Qing walked out of the classroom, and Zhang Chen gave Tu Shan Qing a meaningful look. "Brother Chai, the academy is in complete disarray today. Let us each return for now and meet again when we have time."

After saying that, he strode toward the foot of the mountain. Tu Shan Qing swiftly reached out and grabbed Zhang Chen. "It was not easy for us brothers to meet. We have no one to rely on in Jinling City, but now that we know each other, we can count on one another. Come, let us have some wine."

Zhang Chen frowned upon hearing this and was about to refuse, but Tu Shan Qing seemed to have guessed his thoughts. A meaningful smile appeared on his face. "Brother Zhang, I still have a Great Good Fortune to discuss with you."

Zhang Chen was startled. He glanced at Tu Shan Qing,