This monk is a bit mean

Chapter 41 Buying the opposite

"Junior brother, whether this Lord Lin is a master or not, and whether the blood sacrifice exists or not, in fact, won't we know after the competition is over?"

Yunshu is open-minded. He will not believe Mutur's one-sided story. He wants to see it with his own eyes.

He still had to participate in the martial arts competition to win a bride, and he had to meet Lin Nanzhi.

Fuyao Guqin is his ultimate goal.

"Brother, from what you said, do you mean to continue to participate in the competition? Aren't you afraid of becoming the sacrifice he mentioned?" Li Mao pointed at Mutur and asked Yun Shu.

Yun Shu shook his head and said, "What are you afraid of? Junior brother, you don't have to worry. You are the prince's only son. Can that Lin Nanzhi dare to do anything to you?"

He paused and continued, "And I think there must be something hidden here that we don't know about. I won't believe this Mutur anyway."

"Hmph! I don't believe it either! Get away from me." Li Mao scolded Mutur. He hated this guy who slandered his future father-in-law.

Mutur wanted to explain something, but Li Mao didn't give him any chance: "Go away! I don't want to see you again."

Mutur retreated angrily, turned around and disappeared into the dark night.

No one noticed that he turned and left, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next day, the Lin Mansion's martial arts competition for a bride went on as usual, except that a new rule was added to the competition's rules.

You must not harm others' lives or disable your opponents.

Perhaps because the first competition at the Ximen Arena yesterday was too bloody and cruel, Miss Lin of the Lin family temporarily added this rule.

Without having to worry about their lives, all the contestants felt much more at ease.

In the Ximen Arena, Yunshu was the first one to go on the field today, and he gained fame by defeating the Taoist cultivator in his first match.

Today's opponent came on stage and immediately conceded defeat with his fists clasped.

As a result, Yunshu couldn't even gain any experience.

I can only clock out early.

He wandered around and arrived at the East Gate Arena to watch the fight.

At this time, it was Li Mao's turn to perform on the East Gate stage.

His opponent was a young man dressed as a bodyguard, holding a sword inlaid with many jewels.

This knife looks familiar!

Yunshu has been particularly interested in valuable things like this lately.

"Yes, that's right, this is the knife of Fatty Huang from Shunfeng Escort Agency! Could it be that the pretty boy on the stage is Fatty Huang's illegitimate son? It looks like there's no suspense in this competition, and I'm sure to win. It's a pity that I don't have the money, otherwise I could have placed a bet." Yun Shu shook his head and muttered to himself.

A young man in white clothes nearby heard Yun Shu's last words, "Let's place a bet? Master, who do you think will win?"

"Please don't call me Master, it makes me look old! Call me monk or bald man!" Yun Shu said without even turning his head, very dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, brother monk, handsome bald guy, who do you think will win?" The man in white looked at Yun Shu with burning eyes and full of anticipation.

Yun Shu felt relieved. This kid was so sweet. "You know how to talk!"

"I like the handsome guy with the hat!" Yunshu said, pointing at Li Mao.

Li Mao also took off his broom hair these days and put on an extremely exquisitely crafted bamboo hat. It is said that Lin Ruonan gave it to him because she thought Li Mao's hairstyle was ugly.

Yunshu asked Li Mao countless times whether he wore it when he slept.

Li Mao ignored him completely.

"Thank you! Good brother!" The young man in white bowed and immediately turned and left.

At this time, a group of people who had been waiting for the young man in white surrounded him and shouted, "What's up? Did the bald man say anything?"

The young man in white smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, he said the one wearing the hat wins!"

"Okay, okay, then let's go find Manager Wang of Baotai Casino and bet on the one with the sword!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry. Once the game starts, you won't be able to bet anymore. I'm betting everything I have on the one with the knife to win!"

The crowd's voices were so loud that Yunshu heard them all.

He was a little confused. Who were these guys?

Buy the opposite!

"Hey, you are being a little insulting!" Yun Shu stopped the young man in white and questioned him loudly.

The young man in white smiled and bowed to Yun Shu: "Thank you again, Master Baldhead."

"Fuck you..." Yun Shu cursed in his heart. He never thought that the fact that he lost the bet yesterday would become notorious.

He shook his head, turned back, and watched the game and the sword with peace of mind.

The competition between the two people on the stage is about to begin.

"Number one, Li Mao!" Li Mao clasped his fists.

"Number 17, Huang Guangpan!" Huang Guangpan replied in return.

"Huang Guangpan? Huang Guangpao? Oh my god! What kind of name is this?" Yunshu was secretly complaining in the audience.

Ever since hearing Mutur's conspiracy theory last night, Li Mao had much less desire to fight today. He was not afraid of becoming one of the eighty-one sacrifices.

But I am naturally extremely disgusted by this kind of conspiracy.

He now felt that this competition was not fun at all.

If it weren't for Lin Ruonan, he might have given up the competition.

So now Li Mao’s mentality is to fight quickly and decisively, he is too lazy to play with you!

"Just admit defeat!" After the other party announced his name, Li Mao crossed his arms across his chest and said expressionlessly.

Huang Guangpan didn't seem to know Li Mao's identity. He sneered and said, "Are you stupid? The fight hasn't even started yet, and we don't know who will win or lose yet, and you want me to admit defeat? Did you eat something wrong this morning?"

"How much money do you want?" Li Mao asked again.

"Get away from me. Do I look so short of money?" Huang Guangpan said, shaking the sparkling sword in his hand.

Yunshu looked at the sword and took several deep breaths.

"Didn't Huang Zhongzhong tell you what my identity is?" Li Mao said this coldly again, then took off his hat to show his bald head.

Huang Guangpan was shocked when he saw the bald man.

He remembered his uncle Huang Zhongzhong's warning before the competition: "The prince of Jin'an is also in the queue for this martial arts competition. If you meet him, you must seize the opportunity. You can lose in any way he wants you to lose. You must flatter him to make him comfortable!"

"Who are you?" Huang Guangpan asked.

But before His Highness could even utter the word "lower", Li Mao interrupted him: "Right! You know what to do now, right?"

"I understand! How do you want me to admit defeat?" Huang Guangpan immediately changed his expression and said flatteringly.

"Get off the stage." Li Mao said calmly.

His original intention was that Huang Guangpan just needed to step down, and he had no intention of really asking him to "get out".

Huang Guangpan, however, seemed to have received an imperial decree. He lay down directly and then rolled off the stage, shouting as he rolled: "Wow, number one's swordsmanship with his eyes is too powerful. I lose, I lose!"

After saying that, he rolled off the stage.

The audience who were betting below the stage erupted with a loud "boom".

"Fake match! Fake match! Please take care of this! Is this even possible?"

The maid who presided over the East Gate Arena was obviously much more aloof. She ignored the gamblers below and quickly walked onto the stage to announce: "This match, number one Li Mao wins!"

Yun Shu in the audience looked at Li Mao, raised his right hand high and put up his little finger.

Li Mao nodded and smiled, giving a middle finger in response.

Yun Shu shook his head and smiled, then turned and walked towards the young man in white who had just consulted him.

At this time, the young man in white was slumped on the ground with a bitter look on his face.

Yun Shu squatted down in front of him and said, "Little brother, you didn't listen to the monk and now you're suffering. How about this? Are you stupid? Hahaha..."

After laughing, Yunshu stood up and left the East Gate Arena.

Just as he returned to his residence and was about to walk into the woodshed of the Ba Tian Inn.

A beautiful figure blocked his way.