Miracle Farmer with Special Abilities

Zhang Bin took out an item. It was the necklace he had won from the Brazilian King of Gamblers, Silva.

He immediately put it on.

At the same time, he channeled True Yuan into the pendant, fully activating its power to ward off evil.

The pendant emitted a faint golden light.

The dark aura that had entered Zhang Bin's body began to drift out.

The curse was lifted that easily.

In fact, even without the necklace, Zhang Bin had a way to lift the curse himself. He could have simply drawn a specific type of evil-warding Talisman. However, he didn't have time to draw a Talisman now and had to rely on the necklace.

And indeed, the necklace proved to be a useful treasure, meant for warding off evil and even capable of lifting curses.

"Not good. The curse has been lifted." Edward's expression changed drastically.

Buck's expression also changed dramatically. Although he could still use his ability to disrupt Zhang Bin's Special Ability, it seemed Zhang Bin wasn't using one. Instead, he was relying on an ominous-looking tree leaf.

Remembering the miraculous turnaround Zhang Bin had achieved last time, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Referee, he's cheating!" Changdao Sheng's eyes darted around before he pointed at the tree leaf on Zhang Bin's chest and shouted.

"Yes, yes, he's cheating! The tree leaf and the necklace are props!" Edward and Buck shouted almost in unison.

Several referees walked over. Just as they were about to speak, Zhang Bin countered, "What do you mean by cheating? We haven't even started gambling yet, so how can you call it cheating?"

The referees were struck speechless. Indeed, no gambling had taken place, so how could it be considered cheating?

"That tree leaf of yours is very suspicious, and so is the necklace. Take them off immediately," one referee said menacingly.

"I've been wearing this tree leaf for a long time to treat chest pain," Zhang Bin said coldly. "While wearing it, I've been losing consistently. What kind of cheating prop makes you lose? Furthermore, this necklace isn't mine. I won it from the Brazilian King of Gamblers, Silva. She wore it during the competition, and you didn't accuse her of cheating. She didn't win while wearing it either—in fact, she lost miserably. Don't you think you're being unreasonable?"

"This… this… this…"

The referees were rendered speechless.

Edward, Buck, and Changdao Sheng were similarly at a loss for words.

After an awkward silence, the referees high-handedly made Zhang Bin remove the tree leaf and burned it to ash.

As for the necklace, they truly couldn't find any reason to intervene, so they let Zhang Bin continue to wear it.

But Zhang Bin had already achieved his goal. His Talisman had already been used, and its effect had taken hold, so burning the leaf had no impact whatsoever.

The game that followed became absurd.

Zhang Bin's luck became exceptionally good. Every time he drew a tile, he immediately had a winning hand.

No matter how skillful or well-coordinated the three of them were, it was useless.

Zhang Bin was the only one winning, hand after hand.

They could only watch in frustration, absolutely powerless.

The three of them couldn't even stall for time, as there was a strict time limit for playing a tile.

A tile had to be played within five seconds.

Therefore, by the time the game ended, not only had Zhang Bin avoided a loss, but he had actually won two million USD.

As for his opponents, Edward lost one million USD, and the other two each lost several hundred thousand USD.

Zhang Bin leaped into first place.

Edward, on the other hand, fell all the way to eighth.

Buck and Changdao Sheng were in ninth and tenth place, respectively.

"How is this possible? How did he do it? What kind of miraculous Gambling Skills are these?"

"It was three against one, and he was about to run out of chips! How could he turn the tables so quickly? It's simply incredible."

"Too amazing! Our masters from China are on another level."

"Gambling Skills like that are what make a true World King of Gamblers."

"..."

Countless audience members shouted in excitement, their faces filled with shock and admiration.

Edward was eliminated and replaced by the French dark horse, Hebra.

However, it was no use. The French dark horse Hebra had also seen Zhang Bin's tree leaf and had his Qi Luck stolen. To make matters worse, his own luck-based Special Ability was being disrupted by Buck, leaving him ineffective.

Soon, the game ended. The three of them were cleaned out, with almost no chips left.

By now, Zhang Bin had won over five million in chips.

He stood firmly in first place.

Surprisingly, second place was held by China's King of Gamblers, Li Yinuo, who had won two million.

It was nothing short of a miracle.

However, the tournament wasn't over yet; there was still one final round.

The event was dice listening.

But at this point, no one was interested in the third round. What they were interested in was whether Edward would keep his word and chop off both of his legs.

Ma Rufei, Chen Chaoyue, and other members of the Chinese audience were already shouting frantically.

"Edward, chop off your legs! Chop them off!"

"We want to see some legs get chopped!"

"..."

The American audience, however, fell silent, rendered speechless.

Rebut them?

There was no basis to. It was the bet.

Zhang Bin walked up to Edward, an icy light in his eyes. He lowered his voice and said, "First, I'll sever your legs. Then, I'll take your worthless life. Go back on your word, I dare you."

Edward's face turned as black as coal, and his thick, dark eyebrows trembled nonstop. His hands were clenched into fists, his teeth grinding audibly.

In his entire life ruling the gambling world, when had he, Edward, ever lost?

For decades, he, Edward, had been invincible. When had anyone ever dared to threaten him like this?

As the leader of the Hell Organization, he, Edward, had killed countless people. When had anyone ever dared to be so arrogant in his presence?

Therefore, he was utterly furious, and an overwhelming killing intent surged within him.

He desperately wanted to attack Zhang Bin and kill him right here, right now.

But he could only endure. Otherwise, he would be breaking the rules of the World King of Gamblers tournament in front of countless spectators. In that case, his fate would be miserable, and even America might not be able to protect him.

So, if he wanted to kill Zhang Bin, he would have to wait until after the competition.

He suddenly raised his hand high, making a very strange gesture. His two fingers, like a pair of scissors, snapped together and then pointed at Zhang Bin.

That was the Hell Organization's kill order.

In other words, at that very moment, he had issued the Hell Organization's kill order. The target was Zhang Bin.

"Damn it, that's the Hell Organization's kill order! Zhang Bin is in danger," Betty said anxiously, her face paling.

Marian and Elsa were equally worried.

Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue were furious. "A kill order? They're just asking to die," Ma Rufei sneered.

"Looks like we're in for another bloodbath," Chen Chaoyue said, bristling with killing intent.

However, both were just putting on a brave front; in reality, their hands were shaking.

They knew just how powerful the Hell Ability Organization was.

Zhang Bin, of course, understood the meaning of Edward's gesture. A sharp Longsword materialized in his hand, and a cold, scornful smile spread across his face. "Go on, sever your legs," he said with disdain. "If you can't bring yourself to do it, I'll do it for you."