Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't say anything, Guo Fu thought he was backing out and couldn't help but smile proudly, "Whatever you want to bet, I'll keep you company."
Song Qingshu quickly waved his hand, "Forget it, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford to lose."
"How can I be a sore loser?" Guo Fu was furious, "Wait, how can I lose?"
Song Qingshu said, "There is no such thing as a sure win in a casino."
Guo Fu thought about it and agreed. In any case, she was certain that she would win. Song Qingshu, this bastard, didn't seem like someone who wouldn't release the eagle until he saw the rabbit. If she didn't give him a good deal, he might not be willing to bet with her.
"Okay, you set the rules, I'll take it." Guo Fu's smile showed that she was full of confidence.
Song Qingshu looked at Huang Rong and thought for a moment. Then he stretched out a finger in front of Guo Fu, "One condition, the loser agrees to one condition of the winner. Satisfy any request of the winner."
Huang Rong frowned. How could a girl agree to this condition so easily? She was about to open her mouth to stop him, but Guo Fu already agreed, "Okay, let's bet. When the time comes, I'll make you lie on the ground and bark like a dog in front of the heroes of the world."
Song QingShu smiled. "It's not necessarily my loss."
Guo Fu snorted, "It's not like I'll lose."
Huang Rong wanted to stop him, but the competition was over and she had to go on stage to preside over the overall situation. She didn't have time to waste here. Although her confidence was shaken by Song QingShu's confidence, she couldn't think of any possibility for Song QingShu to win. She could only glare at Song QingShu and gracefully returned to the arena. She cleared her throat, summarized the previous match, and introduced the next two contestants, Xu Zhu and Murong Fu of the Shaolin Temple.
Zhou Zhiruo's expression was unfriendly. She secretly pinched Song Qingshu's waist, "You must be thinking about Huang Rong."
"In all honesty, I didn't say anything." Song Qingshu felt wronged.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Your condition …" Zhou Zhiruo bit her lips and a trace of coldness appeared on her face.
"Guo Jing and Huang Rong are heroes admired by the Han people. They are also recognized as an immortal couple. It's not convenient to touch this woman." Obviously, she and Zhou Zhiruo had the same thought. The two were worried that their conversation would be heard by Guo Fu. The two girls were worried that their conversation would be overheard by Guo Fu. They moved to Song Qingshu's ears.
From an outsider's point of view, the three of them were extremely intimate. Many men in the distance had looks of envy in their eyes. Guo Fu couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. She turned her head to the other side. Out of sight, out of mind.
"Uh, could it be that I'm such a perverted demon in your eyes?" Seeing the two women nod in unison, Song QingShu was speechless.
Fortunately, the two women's attention was quickly attracted by the two people on the stage, so they didn't continue to talk about this issue.
"This little monk looks ordinary, and he's from the Shaolin Temple. No matter how I look at him, he doesn't look like an expert." After observing for a long time, Zhu Yue quietly commented.
"This is a martial arts competition, not a beauty contest. Why do you care about his appearance?" Song Qingshu was surprised.
"None of your business." Zhu Xiaoxiao blushed. Although she had experienced many things over the years, she was still a romantic girl and subconsciously liked beautiful things.
"Just ignore him." Zhou Zhiruo pulled Zhu Yaoyao aside and said, "But although this little monk doesn't look amazing, judging from his previous battles, I'm afraid he also has amazing skills." Obviously, Zhou Zhiruo and Wang Yuyan had the same idea.
Song Qingshu didn't get involved in their discussion. Instead, he thought, "I haven't heard anything about the Zhenlong Go Game in Jianghu. It seems that Xuzhu hasn't opened it yet. Then why does he have the confidence to participate in this competition? I wonder how Xuzhu's martial arts are now. Without the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect, how can he learn Shaolin Kung Fu at such a young age? "
Song Qingshu suddenly thought of another question. "Why didn't I hear anything about the Xiaoyao Sect in Jianghu? Is it because of what Dongfang Muxue mentioned last time? Her brother asked the three Xiaoyao Elders for the Northern Divine Kung Fu in order to transfer all his power to his new body?"
While he was thinking, the two people on the stage were fighting. One was a young master who had been famous for many years, and the other was an unknown disciple of the Shaolin Temple. He thought it would be a one-sided fight, but it turned out that Murong Fu didn't have the slightest advantage.
"Flower-pinching Finger? I didn't expect this monk to comprehend the true meaning of Flower-pinching Finger of Kasyapa at such a young age and master this unique skill. "
"Yes, he is indeed from Buddhism. When he fights, he uses a gentle martial art like Flower-pinching Finger. He doesn't want to hurt people, but only uses a gentle force to seal people's acupoints."
Obviously, there were many knowledgeable masters in the audience. Some of them recognized Xuzhu's movement and were amazed.
"In my opinion, this little monk is not as honest as he looks. Just now, he sneak-attacked Murong Fu with the Formless Finger of Disaster. Fortunately, Prince Murong is a veteran, so he didn't get hit."
"The Formless Finger of Disaster doesn't move his hands or sleeves, and it leaves no trace. It is the best method for sneak-attacking. Since there is no trace, how did you know he used the Formless Finger of Disaster? "
"Didn't you see how Murong Fu suddenly dodged to the side as if he was facing a formidable enemy at the beginning of the competition?"
"Now that you mention it, I really do remember. This little monk looks honest and sincere, but I didn't expect him to be so sinister."
…
Bao Butong secretly wiped away his cold sweat and looked at Wang Yuyan with lingering fear. "Miss Wang, how did you know that the little monk used the Formless Finger of Disaster?"
"It's just that when I saw those unknown contestants shine, I reminded you to pay 120% attention to your opponents this time," Wang Yuyan explained as she observed the duel. "The Shaolin Temple's [Formless Finger of Disaster] is invisible and formless. It's the hardest to guard against, so I specifically reminded you."
"After Master Xuan Bei passed away, I always thought that only Jiu Mozhi, the foreign monk, knew this Martial Art. I didn't expect this honest little monk to also know this insidious Martial Art." Seeing that Murong Fu was not next to Wang Yuyan, Duan Yu quietly came over and heard Wang Yuyan's comment.
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