Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 295

Hua Lao took a sip of his tea, "Don't talk so early. I'll still say the same thing. We won't know until the competition is over."

"Heh, you Daqi have a saying, "You will never die without seeing the Yellow River. It is suitable to describe Hualao. But dying is useless after all. If Hualao is willing to take the initiative to admit defeat, admit in public that our Dongying Xiangdao is better than you Dao." Qi, the remaining three games can be cancelled, so as not to embarrass you."

naked humiliation.

Hua Lao's face was livid and he didn't speak.

The third round begins.

This game is also a key game that concerns whether it is necessary to continue the competition.

Xie Rongjing didn't wear a mask, and walked up to the high platform openly.

Xie Rongzhi in the stands was very excited, and said to the people on the left: "See, that is the younger brother of my mother and compatriots. He has liked Xiangdao since he was a child, and he is very talented!"

The person on the left ignored him.

He turned to the right again, "That's my younger brother, Xie Rongjing, who is very obedient and good at reading!"

The person on the right ignored him.

The elegant and jade-like man rubbed his hands, patted the shoulder of the wealthy businessman in front of him, and smiled, "That's my younger brother, Xie Rongjing, who is fifteen years old and hasn't engaged yet. He likes girls, not boys."

The rich businessman was annoyed: "Get out!"

Xie Rongzhi: "..."

Well, he was just so proud that he was a little excited.

Xie Rongjing's talent is very high, coupled with his hard work in the past six months, the Xie family devoted all their resources to training him, so this match was won by an overwhelming advantage.

Hua Lao smiled from ear to ear, and said to the old man of the Japanese country: "Actually, the young people I arranged for the next three games are of the same level. But the level of the young people in your country is really poor. For this comparison, our side I won, hehe."

The old man of the Japanese country had no expression on his face: "Hehe."

Xie Rongjing came down from the high platform, and immediately approached Su Jiu with a pure and warm smile. "Xiaojiu! Did you see just now, I won!"

Su Jiu took out from his wide sleeves, took out a piece of candy and handed it to him, "Congratulations, second brother!"

Xie Rongjing hadn't had time to pick it up yet, a palm stick out diagonally and snatched away the candy.

The boy in red, wearing a silver mask, threw candy into his mouth casually.

He stepped up to the high platform gracefully.

Xie Rongjing was furious and was about to yell at him, but Su Jiu hurriedly tugged on his sleeve, "Second Brother Xie, don't be angry, I still have a piece of candy here."

Xie Rongjing was in a better mood, he took the candy but was reluctant to eat it, and treasured it in his purse.

"Yo, this is the fourth match?"

Old Mr. Jiang with a white beard came late with his hands in his sleeves.

Su Jiu nodded earnestly, "This round is Master Fusheng's game, we will definitely win!"

Old Mr. Jiang chuckled twice and looked into the arena.

The young man standing opposite Xiao Tingchen was dressed in black, only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome but gloomy face.

Between the brows, there is a faint hostility.

At first glance, it is not easy to mess with.

He clasped his fists, "Looking at the wilderness in the downwind, learning from Che in the wind."

Kazama Che, the Chief Incense Refining Master of Pillow Incense Pavilion, is also the boss behind the Pillow Incense Pavilion.

Twenty years ago, he was the one who led the Japanese team to Daqi to conduct the famous discussion on Taoism with incense.

They came here with great ambitions, but they failed miserably in the end.

Furious, Kazama Che spent 20 years reorganizing Dongying Xiangdao, and traveled all over the country to select a few talented disciples. They have been diligently trained since childhood, and they often beat and scolded for slight mistakes.

He went to the wild in the wind, and he said that he was the young owner of the Zhenxiang Restaurant, but in fact he grew up through hardships.

He glanced down the side corridor again.

The junior who just lost has probably committed seppuku.

they,

I came here with the determination to die!
Xiao Tingchen had a panoramic view of his changing expression, and smiled, "You have the same surname, are you his grandson?"

"Isn't it, what does it have to do with you?"

"Maybe it just so happens that I'm the apprentice of that great Qi master 20 years ago?"

Kazama Linye's face changed slightly.

Looking at Xiao Tingchen, his gaze was full of scrutiny.

After a long time, he rarely smiled, "Because of the defeat 20 years ago, my grandfather still can't get out of the slump. If I win you, it will be of great benefit to his mood."

(End of this chapter)