A group of people immediately felt annoyed.
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"You ten are the top ten in soul power chips for this round."
"Each of you has the right to enter the Heavenly Talent Library once and purchase one talent."
"Next, we'll start the real God of Gamblers competition."
As Zhao Chen finished speaking, a golden box fell from the sky.
"Now, let's invite our number one participant, Mr. Mu Rufeng, to draw the gameplay for this God of Gamblers event."
Zhao Chen looked at Mu Rufeng, signaling him to come forward and draw.
Mu Rufeng nodded, then approached the box, which had two holes the size of fists, allowing someone to reach in and draw.
"Mr. Mu, just reach in and select a strip of paper," said Zhao Chen.
"Okay." Mu Rufeng nodded again, reached into the box, and quickly took out a strip of paper.
Upon opening the strip of paper, Mu Rufeng's mouth twitched slightly.
"Mr. Mu, what did you draw?" Zhao Chen asked with a smile.
