Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

How could the little hot pepper Ming Yueyue be polite? She quickly translated her brother-in-law's words.

The six referees looked at each other hesitantly. The masters of Huajin were as shy as if they were bullied. However, due to their status as referees, they could only glance at Yamamoto Tianxiong and slowly announced: "Yamamoto Masatake, if you can't get up, you will be judged as the loser of this competition. One... two..."

Yamamoto Tianxiong, who has always been well-mannered and never showed his emotions, finally couldn't help but scolded with a gloomy face: "Masatake, you have to hold on, you have to stand up. The glory of the whole family depends on you. Get up, hold on, stand up..."

Facing the extremely uncalm head of the Yamamoto family, Su Qi glanced at his opponent lying on the ground, sneered in disappointment and shook his head.

For those who pretend to be asleep, how can you wake them up!

"Get up!"

Yamamoto Masatake's body trembled slightly, but tears welled up in his heart: How could he get up in this situation? His chest had been hit dozens of times in a row, and now eight of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were severely damaged. He could barely get up, but he couldn't really fight! What's the point of getting up without the strength to fight again? Will he be laughed at and pointed at by people around him? So, big brother, I'm really not going to be able to do it anymore. Please let me pretend to sleep for a while, and you have to hold the scene! ”

You can never wake up a person who pretends to sleep, Yamamoto Tenxiong's hysterical shouting was in vain.

"Eight——"

The six referees were reluctant, dragging out the tail tone word by word to prolong the time, and they also expected Yamamoto Masatake to rise. After all, the six families bet a total of 100 million rice knives, and the winner and loser would be gone as soon as the announcement was made.

The whole audience was silent, and all eyes were focused on Yamamoto Masatake.

"Hey, do you count like this?"

The hot pepper Mingyueyue, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't help but burst out: "It was agreed that if you can't fall to the ground in ten seconds, you will be judged as a loser. Now this minute has passed, and you haven't counted ten times yet. Don't you feel ashamed to delay time like this as a referee? You can only win and not lose. Can't you Japanese people afford to lose like this? ”

Seeing that the issue had risen to the level of the nation, the Japanese people watching looked at the six referees unconsciously, with contempt and disdain in their eyes: losing the battle but not the battle, delaying time like this is too shameful and will bring shame to Japan.

“Nine——”

The six referees’ faces became hot, and now they saw the contempt, disdain, and urging eyes of their fellow compatriots, and finally they were powerless and ruthless to announce the result: “Ten… In view of the fact that Yamamoto Masatake has lost the strength to fight again, we declare that Huaxia Su Qi won this competition. The original agreement… 210 million rice knives will all belong to… Huaxia Su Qi.”

After saying the last sentence, the six referees, Yamamoto Masao’s cheeks twitched unconsciously, feeling as if their flesh had been cut.

210 million rice knives, even the big families would feel pain.

“Oh, we won! "

Little hot pepper Ming Yueyue jumped up excitedly, and just wanted to rush over to give her brother-in-law a victory hug, but she saw countless Japanese people around and resisted.

At this point, Leng Zixi, who had finished recording the video, couldn't help but playfully raised the corners of her beautiful lips: Sure enough, following the 'divine fortune teller' will bring you meat. This time I've won 50 million. I'm really, really embarrassed!

Faced with the referee's announcement of victory, Su Qiyun was calm and seemed to have won not 210 million rice knives, but two rice knives.

The winner is naturally high-spirited, and the loser is naturally dejected.

The six major families all had gloomy faces, and their eyes inadvertently stared at Yamamoto Masatake lying on the ground, wishing they could pounce on him and stab him.

Yamamoto Tianxiong's lips twitched constantly, his face was gloomy as water, his forehead twisted into a river, his eyes were grim and complicated, and he waved his hand: "Carry it down! "

Immediately, two warriors came forward, carrying Yamamoto Masatake, whom they used to respect like a god, and left with a look of disapproval on their faces.

Many Japanese warriors present also held back their anger:

They took the initiative to challenge and lost on Japanese territory. As Japanese martial artists, how could they put their faces? How could they hold their heads high and look down on Chinese martial arts as fancy moves? Moreover, their strong sense of honor for the inheritance of national culture made them feel extremely humiliated, as if they were mentally humiliated and could not accept this fact.

"The competition has a result!"

Ignoring the expressions of the Japanese present, Su Qi went directly to the notary office of the prize referee: "Two beautiful referees, please transfer the prize to me. ”

The man who had met three days ago stood in front of her. Tsukishima Chiba raised her snow-white neck high, with a proud look on her pretty face, like a proud white swan. But she glanced at Su Qi unconsciously from the corner of her eyes. But she saw that he only stared at Stephanie and Hoshino Keiko, and didn't even look at her, as if she didn't exist. Her beautiful eyes couldn't help but burn with anger, and her slender white palms were bulging with blue veins.The desire for revenge and conquest became more intense.

"Hello Su Qi, we meet again!"

Thinking of the time they passed each other on the plane, Stephanie smiled and stretched out her hand: "Keiko, he won the duel, transfer the money to him!"

"What a coincidence!"

Thinking of the scene of meeting on the plane and the invitation to drink a cup, Su Qi grabbed the soft and slippery little hand and smiled, and didn't say much.

This foreign girl is not simple, she has the same aura as Yamamoto Masatake. This time she came to Japan to take away the essence of Japanese martial arts and to solve Yamamoto Noki. It's better to avoid trouble now.

Stephanie spoke, and Hoshino Keiko immediately started to transfer 210 million Mi Dao to Su Qi.

"Wait!"

Seeing that the money was about to be gone, Yamamoto Masatake and the six martial arts families finally let go of their reserve and hurried over to stop it in unison.

Are you kidding? 210 million Mi Dao, how many billions of Japanese currency should this be converted into?

How could we let this guy take it away so easily?

"What are you waiting for?"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked at the seven people, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, his eyes became dark and deep, revealing a wicked charm: "Can't you Japanese people afford to lose? The contract was written in black and white before the competition, and now you want to regret it."

"I have transferred the money!"

Ignoring the seven people at all, Hoshino Keiko transferred the money directly, raised her delicate face and beautiful eyes coldly and proudly: "Since there is an agreement before the competition, and you asked me to be the referee, I will naturally abide by the agreement. If you lose, you lose, don't smear Japan again."

The eldest lady of the Hoshino family was already annoyed with the two people delaying time just now. Now that she saw that they wanted to break the contract, she immediately became more disgusted and handed the card to Su Qi without hesitation.

"Thank you, beautiful lady, for being fair!"

Holding the black card worth 420 million Mi Dao, Su Qi smiled and said, turning to look at Yamamoto Tenxiong and the other seven people, "Victory and defeat are common in the military, don't take it to heart, 210 million Mi Dao, one Mi Dao to Japanese currency is only a little over 112, that is, more than 20 billion Japanese currency, you will definitely not take this little money to heart!"

"Don't take it to heart!"

After the translation, Yamamoto Tenxiong and the six referees almost vomited blood in anger when they saw that this kid won and still made sarcastic remarks.

210 million Mi Dao, it will definitely not cost the lives of seven people, let alone hurt the seven families, it will only be a pain in the flesh.

But as the representative force of Tokyo martial arts, they took the initiative to invite the Chinese boy to fight, not only was he defeated but also took away such a large sum of money, how can he mix in the Dongying martial arts world in the future, how will the media and people of the same country see it, it is definitely a smearing behavior to Japan!

If this Chinese boy returns to China with victory, money and beauties, how will the entire Japanese martial arts community put their faces?

"Ms. Hoshino, we definitely don't want to break the contract!"

The matter is done, secretly cursing a little bitch, Yamamoto Tianxiong smiled and explained, turned his head and stared at Su Qi and said: "Mr. Su, you are right just now, victory and defeat are common in the military, and personal cultivation does not represent the national level; this time my brother lost to you, it is because he is not good at learning. We have seen the profoundness of Chinese martial arts from Mr. Su, and we would like to invite Mr. Su to fight again in three days. I wonder if Mr. Su dares to continue the competition."

"What if I don't agree!"

Listening to the quick translation of his sister-in-law, Su Qi frowned slightly:

Although the eyes of the universe can see through the future of the seven people, the seven people are talking about something, which really makes him confused about the future arrangements of the seven people, and he is not only a little bit amused.

I can see through Xiaobenzi's future, but I can't understand what they are saying. It seems that it is necessary to find my sister-in-law to make up for foreign languages ​​in the future.

"Martial arts competitions are voluntary. If Mr. Su doesn't agree, this can't be forced!"

Yamamoto Tianxiong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said righteously: "But for a real warrior, he dares to face all challenges. If Mr. Su doesn't dare to agree, it can only be said that you are not a real warrior, afraid of facing failure, cowardly and without courage. For a coward, we don't need to force anything."

Many Japanese warriors kept nodding, and some kept echoing Yamamoto Tianxiong's words, urging Su Qi to agree to the martial arts competition and prove the strength of Japanese martial arts again.

"If you don't agree, you're a coward. What kind of brain-dead logic is this!"

When the little hot pepper Ming Yueyue heard this, she couldn't help but rush up and fight back in fluent Japanese: "Since a true warrior dares to face all challenges, then Mr. Yamamoto, you come to challenge my brother-in-law. If you don't dare to challenge, doesn't it mean that you are not a true warrior, you are afraid of failure, cowardly and have no courage, you are a coward!"

"Use your own spear to attack your shield, little girl, you did a great job!"

After glancing at the sharp-tongued sister-in-law, Su Qi couldn't help but give a thumbs up,Looking at a group of people whose faces turned red, he smiled unconsciously: Look at these little guys who are upset, why are they so happy!

"Zhengwu is not his opponent, I am not looking for death by challenging him!"

When Xiao Lajiao used his words to choke him, Yamamoto Tianxiong's face flashed with embarrassment, and then he argued: "The so-called challenge is to face the unknown. My kung fu is not as good as my brother, and my brother's kung fu is not as good as Mr. Su. This challenge is naturally meaningless. Now I want to arrange a competition for Mr. Su, with some Japanese warriors with unknown kung fu. The unknown is the challenge!"

"Shameless!"

Xiao Lajiao Mingyueyue despised in her heart and translated quickly.

"Mr. Yamamoto, you are talking in a high-sounding manner. In fact, I lost money and lost face. I am unwilling to accept it and want to get my face and money back."

Su Qi narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice: "Although Yamamoto Masatake's Kung Fu was very powerful just now, it was still Chinese Kung Fu. I also want to see the real Japanese Kung Fu, but I can't refuse your invitation!"

Little Pepper was surprised, but still translated quickly.

"What's going on? He said he wanted to see the real Japanese Kung Fu, but he didn't accept our invitation. Isn't this contradictory? Is this kid really scared?"

Yamamoto Tenxiong, the referees of the six martial arts families, and many Japanese warriors couldn't help but talk about it.

"I don't like being led by the nose, so I have to set the rules!"

Su Qi's eyes shone with brilliance, his spine was as straight as a gun, and he exuded a fierce aura: "Don't you want to continue the competition? After three days, starting from sunrise and ending at sunset, any martial artist in the Japanese martial arts world can challenge me. I allow you to take turns fighting, and the battle will end at sunset!"