A game where you have to pay to win? But I have a lifespan roulette wheel!

The King of Gamblers.

As a veteran, sole professional.

The ninth of the ten ancient kings.

They don't interact much with the outside world.

Or rather, these ten ancient kings didn't have much contact with the new generation of unique professionals.

There seems to be a bottomless generation gap between them.

therefore.

The Magic King, a professional who is utterly despised by everyone, is nowhere to be found once news of him appears.

At least seven or eight unique professionals will immediately come after you.

He doesn't understand this kind of thing.

The Ten Kings of Antiquity.

It is very strong.

But no matter how strong you are.

That still falls within the category of having only one profession.

They even got the first move.

These elite professionals who are hunting down the Magic King have come all this way, not to put on a show for him.

They genuinely wanted to kill the Magic King.

Therefore, their combat skills are quite different from those of the Beast King and the King of Gamblers, who relied on basic attacks and subtle tricks to deliver a sudden, powerful blow.

So many people using their special moves at once, it's all dirty tricks.

Every move is deadly.

Even the king of gamblers is finding it hard to keep up.

Eight of the kings who were chasing the Magic King teleported over.

At the same moment they appeared, without the slightest hesitation, they unleashed all their attacks on the King of Kings.

Jiang Lin, who had been transferred there, witnessed this scene.

I couldn't resist.

He patted the Magic King on the shoulder.

"Little Demon, so your life has always been this tumultuous?"

The Magic King scratched his head.

I don't know how to start the conversation.

He wanted to say that if Jiang Lin hadn't insisted on his intervention, he could have disguised himself very well.

Thinking about it, I'd better not say it; saying such things would hurt feelings.

Although he spent little time with Jiang Lin, he had read many minds before using the mind-reading technique, so he understood Jiang Lin's personality.

They're not that magnanimous.

He's only a little older than the abbot. Although he won't intentionally kill you, he'll use any dirty tricks he can think of if he can't kill you.

In this regard.

The Magic King could only manage a bitter smile.

"It's alright, it's alright."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jiang Lin couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect!

Look, this is a real man. He bears his suffering alone and doesn't say a word.

What have you done to your child?

After realizing that he was doomed to die, he discovered that his situation was the only way out, and he did not hesitate at all.

A real man!

the other side.

The dust has settled from the attack of the Eight Kings.

this time.

Not to mention the chessboard Jiang Lin made before.

Even the audience members who had been dragged to watch the show were all utterly terrified.

The battlefield has been turned into a barren wasteland.

But the attack covered the very center.

There are living things too!

His clothes had all disappeared, leaving him looking like a burning skeleton.

Flesh and blood are multiplying wildly.

But it seems to have encountered some kind of resistance, and the newly grown flesh and blood are also rapidly dying.

He is the only professional among the King of Gamblers.

Which of these eight people who are chasing the Magic King isn't one of them?

The concept of a unique professional level is like saying that no one can afford to play this game.

The fact that the King of Gamblers can still stand and self-repair speaks volumes about his skill.

"Holy crap, young master, who did you mess with? You survived the fatal blows of eight kings, are you that strong?"

"Hehe, are you alright?"

Is it very strong?

Jiang Lin hasn't officially started fighting the King of Gamblers yet.

He felt it wasn't something he couldn't handle.

"You bastard, Magic King, not only are you running away, but you're also shifting the blame! I'll kill you!!!"

"He withstood an attack from all eight of us head-on and he's still alive? Who is this guy?"

The Celestial King among the Eight Great Kings.

Gently pinch with your fingers.

His expression immediately changed.

Let's take another look at the surrounding environment.

It's confirmed.

"This is the city of games!"

"What! The City of Games? Who founded that city?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, if that's the case, then the person currently repairing themselves wouldn't be...?"

People who switch jobs and stay in their only profession for the longest time.

The more you understand, the more you realize the true value of the Ten Ancient Kings.

Even the Magic King couldn't help but swallow hard after hearing the Eight Kings' speculation.

Her pupils dilated as she looked at Jiang Lin.

"Young Master, could this be the legendary King of Gamblers, the ninth seat of the Ten Ancient Kings?"

Jiang Lin looked at the Magic King with some curiosity.

He nodded.

"Really? But you don't need to be so surprised. Everyone has a single profession, right? Don't worry, you're not much worse than him."

Jiang Lin didn't feel much difference.

In his eyes, the only professionals were just a bunch of shameless conceptual charlatans.

"Young Master, we're still lacking. Even I, who's lived for eighty or ninety thousand years, am not that cowardly among the other unique professionals. But these Ten Ancient Kings, they are truly different!"

"What's different?"

"I can't read the thoughts of any of the ten of them. I can only glean some information from the oldest king besides the ten of them. These ancient 100,000 must have gone through something, perhaps a sublimation, or something else. In any case, their abilities are still somewhat suppressive to us other kings."

"Just a slight suppression, I'm not backing down!"

"Actually, I just bragged a little."

"..."

at the same time.

The king of gamblers in the center of the arena made a sound like a broken blower.

"Hehehe... It's been such a long, long time since I've felt such clear physical pain."

The King of Gamblers muttered to himself as he slowly walked forward.

The injury that just occurred to me was one that seemed unable to heal on its own.

At this moment, the speed of self-healing is subtly showing a tendency to outpace the speed of destruction.

"Honestly, young people these days have no idea how to respect the elderly and care for the young."

The King of Gamblers' physical body has been almost completely restored.

The entire body is covered in bright red muscle fibers.

His skin was still healing, making him look like a giant.

"Of course, of course, we were also at fault."

"Perhaps it's because we ten kings haven't made a move in a long time that you young people have lost your sense of place."

After saying that...

The King of Gamblers' skin has been completely repaired.

Incidentally, even the gentleman's clothing from before has now been repaired.

He once again resumed his previous calm and composed demeanor as a middle-aged gentleman.

Those cold, indifferent eyes.

It swept across all the kings present with equal grace.

He opened his mouth slightly.

He uttered two words.

"Flip the table."