<h4>Chapter 221: "Ability Users'' Secret Battle"</h4>


    Even the yers that were arranged by the staff and already took seats almost jumped from their chairs.


    Fck. Their opponent is this baby?!


    One of the senior yers that would y against Ainsley instantly mmed the wooden table.


    "Don''t joke with me! A brat like this is going to challenge all of us for 10 consecutive rounds?"


    The senior gambler felt his pride wounded at the moment. If someone knew that he yed with a brat at the casino, even if he won, others would say nasty things behind his back.


    This is a toddler! The first toddler that they ever saw entering a casino...and she was even crazy enough to do this impossible challenge.


    Who does she think she is? The Godfather''s daughter?


    When Ainsley saw these people''s strong resistance and even their reluctance to y against her, she furrowed her eyebrows.


    Why are these oldies so extra? Just y, can''t you? My age isn''t an excuse for you to refuse me!


    Ainsley, who was rejected even before she yed, gritted her teeth. These people blocked her path to a mountain of money…


    Hmph!


    The baby snorted and secretly waved her hand, signalling Jevon to lower his head.


    At the same time, the girl''s 6 other bodyguards put their hands behind their back, looking imposing as they stood behind Ainsley''s chair.


    "Yes, young miss?" Jevon lowered his head and lent his ear to Ainsley, whose height was barely enough for her to be seen over the tall table.


    Her opponents could only see up to the baby''s eyes hidden behind her silver mask.


    Ainsley immediately whispered to Jevon while using her tiny hand to block her mouth movement.


    "Jevvy, dwo twis (do this)..." Ainsley told Jevon what to do to make these gamblers agree to y against her. After all, if they disagreed, there''s no way she could y!


    Jevon''s eyes twinkled in a mysterious light as he received the introduction. After he was done, he straightened his back and swept his gaze at the other 9 yers around the table.


    "What? All of you senior gamblers are afraid to face our prodigy young miss? If you''re that much of a coward, then scram!"


    Jevon wasn''t nice with his words. He tantly showed extreme contempt toward the other yers, provoking these prideful gamblers to the max.


    "Fck! Who is scared of your brat? Let''s see who will cryter!"


    The yers'' blood boiled to the peak, and each of them instantly agreed to y against Ainsley.


    Backing off in front of an ignorant brat? Hah! Bring it on!


    These people shot a re at Jevon and Ainsley, secretly thinking of making things difficult for them.


    Who said that this is a normal guessing game? When ability users were involved, it already went beyond your usual gambling.


    It''s a battle of abilities!


    One of the staff in charge of this game saw the yers were ready, and he couldn''t help but sigh.


    "Alright, yers. Please take out one silver coin as the bet for the first round." The staff kindly reminded the yers.


    At the same time, Jevon, Ainsley''s littleckey, was already back to Ainsley''s side with one borrowed silver coin from the other staff.


    Ainsley and the others calmly put one silver coin on the table in front of them.


    Seeing this, the leading staff nodded. "As per usual, this challenge will go on for 10 rounds. Little missy over there has to win 10 consecutive times to win the challenge."


    "Hum." Ainsley nodded at the staff. She even looked at him with an urging gaze.


    Quick, start the game! My luck ability is itching to face-p some people!


    The leading staff also didn''t say anything anymore and just looked at the ck wheel at the center of the table. The wheel had a total of 50 number slots for one to fifty arranged so close to each other.


    One slight movement from the ballter could directly change the end result. After all, it would be considered final when the ball stopped at the edge of the wheel with the certain number.


    Before that happened, anything could change.


    "The challenger can make a guess first, and the others shall follow suit. But none of your guesses should be the same as the other yers."


    The leading staff allowed Ainsley to choose the number slot she bet on while the wheel kept spinning slowly.


    Without thinking much, Ainsley muttered.


    "Eit! (Eight!)"


    The girl''s pronunciation was a bit messy like usual, but others could understand what she said. After Ainsley blurted out a number, the other yers followed suit.


    "10!"


    "27!"


    "50!"


    "20!"


    And so on.


    After the 10 yers made their guess, the leading staff unhurriedly pressed the button near his ce.


    "First round starts...now!"


    Once the staff spoke, a tiny ck ball shot out from the centre of the wheel. The ball flew around one centimeter in the air before plunging down.


    The moment the ball touched the wheel''s surface, the yers'' eyes shed.


    Use your abilities now!


    A yer with a metal-control ability immediately tried to control the ball.


    Of course, he didn''t look like he used any ability. It''s what the people from the capital were skilled with.


    Another yer, a middle-aged sexy woman, used her wind-control ability to control the wind around the ball, leading it to her number.


    The battle between these two ability usersmenced silently while the other yers also used their abilities.


    Some of them affected the wheel, making it rotate faster. The other used a mind attack to disturb the other ability users.


    Someone even created an illusion to hide from the staff'' eyes. He then tried to pick up the ball and ce it on his picked slot!


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