"That little brother, will you gamble with me?" Mu Yu waved towards the thin boy.
The skinny boy was immediately overjoyed and ran over without asking what Mu Yu was doing there. He said with a smile: "Great, come on, Number One Scholar. I will go to the bridge to read a book first. He requisitioned that table." ”
The number one scholar was persuaded to be sent to Qiao Zai to read a book by a thin boy. He looked very unhappy, but he didn't look at Mu Yu. Mu Yu and the thin boy were preparing to gamble at the stone table where the champion was just now.
"His name is Du Biying, who is said to be a sure winner in gambling. What is the name of Ge Dong?" Du Biying threw his dice on the stone table. The dice rolled gurglingly on the stone table and could not stop.
"His name is Bu Chengshu. He has never lost. It seems that they are destined to have a contest." Mu Yu actually didn't guess whether the wrong party's name was a homophony of the three words "bet will win", so he simply gave Make up a name for yourself.
"What a good name! I didn't expect that my brother and I also have such a famous name. Is it really rare? They bet three hundred rounds to show the fate of the name." Du Biying actually believed in Mu Yu's name so much. He excitedly rolled up his sleeves and asked for a vigorous gamble.
Mu Yu has never gambled before. Those are not things that ordinary people like to play. Cultivators generally will not touch them. It can easily affect their mood in cultivation. Maybe there are heartless evil sects who will not be defeated or lost. Around.
"Brother, what's your gambling method?" Du Biying asked.
"Let's just compare the size! Whoever has more points in total wins, no other rules are needed. Whoever wins, how about answering the wrong question?" Mu Yu didn't want to play too complicated, otherwise the size comparison would appear realistic.
"Answer the question? So simple? Okay!" Du Biying agreed readily, then took out three ordinary dice out of thin air and handed them to Mu Yu.
"He prefers to use his own dice! Come on."
Du Biying danced three magic weapon-level dice and threw them directly onto the stone table. There was nothing fancy about it. The dice no longer kept spinning like before, but they just spun a few times like ordinary dice. Then it staggered to a stop.
One, two, one!
After the dice came to a stop, it pitifully showed three points. Even Dubi Yongxi blushed. He could throw out such a harmonious small number. He couldn't remember his luck.
Mu Yu also laughed. It was only four points in total, so winning the first set was not easy. He threw the dice in his legs on the table. He didn't think about doing any tricks at all. Thinking about the wrong number, he didn't need to do any tricks.
One one one!
When the dice came to a stop, Mu Yu's face turned green, what the hell was that! A competition? Could it be smaller
Du Biying looked surprised when he saw Mu Yu's points. He chuckled: "Brother, my luck is so bad! Haha!"
Mu Yu almost wanted to vomit blood. He looked at Du Biying suspiciously. Could it be that that guy was secretly cheating? When Du Biying rolled the dice just now, Mu Yu was actually secretly paying attention to whether the guy had done anything with his legs, and when he rolled the dice, he didn't notice any spiritual power acting on the dice. If Du Biying throws the dice first, he will add the points. So the chances of making small moves are low.
Du Biying saw Mu Yu's thoughts and said: "Brother, don't worry! What he hates most in his life are cheaters. That kind of people should be cut into pieces, which is detrimental to the style of the gambling industry! So he doesn't No legwork was done.”
"They're coming for the second game!" Mu Yu said in a deep voice. He had no experience in gambling at all. If he just threw dice, he would not be relying on luck.
In the second game, Du Biying rolled the dice first. He rolled one, two, three, and Mu Yu rolled two, two, three. It was true that Mu Yu won, which made Mu Yu slightly believe that Du Biying did not do anything. What legs and feet. He thought for a while, could it be considered even? There's nothing to say about whether Bu Nao relies on luck. He doesn't expect to win or not. He just wants to attract the attention of those people. Otherwise, all of those people will ignore them, including Mu Yu himself. Don't know what to do.
"Three three three."
"Two hundred thirty-three."
Mu Yu loses.
"two three four."
"Two hundred thirty-three."
Mu Yu lost again.
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However, Mu Yu lost the next five games from Donglai, so his luck was really bad.
"He said Leng Tou Qing, how many times have I won and lost?" At that moment, the Number One Scholar suddenly came behind Mu Yu and asked in a muffled voice.
"What?" Mu Yu was puzzled.
"What? He thought I must have won a round and lost every game, right?" The champion curled his lips.
"Hey! No. 1 Scholar, that's none of my business. I'll go read my book quickly!" Du Biying looked a little weird.
"How do I know?" Mu Yu asked.
"Did he tell me that cheating people should be cut into pieces, ruining the gambling culture? He felt that the first person to be beheaded was himself. Anyway, he doesn't distinguish between wrong things and he can do it. If you scold him, I would be foolish to believe his lies." The Number One Scholar looked at Du Biying dissatisfied.
"What does he say is none of my business?" Du Biying quit.
"So I'm really a cheater?" Mu Yu didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't find anything fishy in the whole process.
"He just said what he said casually. If I didn't listen, he would leave." Zhuangyuan Lang said and left. Yongtuo went to the bridge to read a book.
"I don't want to listen to his nonsense. I have lost six rounds to him. I have to answer his twelve questions." Du Biying chuckled and suddenly changed his gaze to a forcing one.
"Those dice don't look like simple dice." Kumu said.
There were six dice on the table. At this time, Du Biying's three dice showed "four four five", while Mu Yu's dice showed "three four five".
Kumu sneered, stretched out his legs and turned Du Biying's dice to "three, four, five", but Mu Yu's dice actually turned by itself and turned into "three, four, four"!
"Hey, why are those dice so weird?" Mu Yu didn't expect that the dice given by Du Biying would have such strange power. No matter how many times Du Biying rolled, Mu Yu's dice would be smaller than his.
"My dice are not the 'evil dice' that Evil Immortal used to use in the past, right? It is said that the 'evil dice' is the supreme among dices. No dice in front of it dares to exceed it, so even if they use their own dice, it will not be the same. ." Kumu was well-informed, and he actually told the story of the origin of the dice in Du Biying's leg.
As for the only game Muyu won, it goes without saying that Du Biying deliberately let the situation slip.
Xie Bu Lao's reputation is known to everyone among the older generation in the world of cultivation. That guy is the original version of Ximen's Misfortune. He flirts with women everywhere, likes gambling, and even created the "King of Evil Dice" in dice. This kind of thing is really so idle that it hurts.
Du Biying's expression immediately changed. He snorted and said, "Huh! Gambling is all about who has better legs. If I'm not as good as others, I have to admit defeat."
"Oh, that's up to me. Anyway, he has always been unruly. He can take back whatever he said. What can I do to him?"
Mu Yu spread his legs. He had long thought that the evil sect people had perverse personalities. Even if I defeated him, he might be in a bad mood and just refuse to pay. In their eyes, there is nothing they can do, so the best way to deal with the evil sect is to fight them in a more ruthless way.
Du Biying was stunned for a moment. Despite his renegade style, that liquid was actually used by them to pay him by mistake. He was immediately furious and slapped the table and stood up: "I'm looking for death."
The three evil dice suddenly grew in the wind, became three feet long, and hit Mu Yu directly.
"Even with my poor cultivation, I can still cause trouble for them."
Mu Yu has been suppressing his cultivation, making it look like he is in the Nascent Soul stage. This is why Du Biying dares to move his legs towards Mu Yu. As soon as Du Biying threw the dice, he was slapped away by Mu Yu. Mu Yu came behind Du Biying in the blink of an eye, put his legs on his shoulders, and restrained Du Biying.
However, Du Biying's image seemed to have melted away, and suddenly there was only a pile of clothes left on the ground, but Du Biying's whole person had disappeared.
"What a move to escape the golden cicada." Mu Yu praised, even he didn't notice how Du Bi Yingfu slipped away. A splash was heard on the east side of the bridge, and a naked figure ran out of the water.
People from the evil sect do have two tricks up their sleeves. No wonder many cultivators have troubles with people from the evil sect. First of all, I may not be able to defeat him. Secondly, even if my cultivation level is high, I may not be able to catch him. Adding trouble to yourself out of thin air.
"Damn it! Did he make a mistake?" Du Biying stood naked next to the champion, glaring at Mu Yu angrily.
At the moment when Mu Yu and Du Biying were fighting, the others didn't even raise an eyelid, as if they were concerned about their own affairs, and didn't care at all that their own people were being bullied by outsiders. Isn't that beyond Mu Yu's expectation? Why are those people so calm
"It turns out that I lost my underwear a long time ago, so I'm going to pledge it to him now? Is that really shameless?" Zhuangyuanlang looked at Du Biying without changing his expression, looking annoyed.
"So what? I can stand and keep my mouth shut without pain in my back. Who asked me to expose him?" Du Biying said.
"What's wrong with him being happy? I am so happy to gamble every day. If my gambling skills are not good enough, I will do tricks. If my cultivation is not good enough, I will learn to run away. All my little cleverness is spent there." The number one scholar responded.
"It's useless for him to gamble? Then it will be useful if I study every day? Can studying be used as food? Can studying help me catch up with others in cultivation? Every day Confucius said Cheng Ren and Meng said uprising, the literary world is so boring."
"What do I, a reckless man, know? He doesn't seek fame or profit from studying. Is he studying to avoid the rise of the evil sect? I don't even know if he has a few kilograms of ink in his stomach and is sold by others."
"It's easy for him to run away after being sold. I can run to show him what I can do."
"He doesn't have to run. He convinces people with his virtue and inspires him with his ruthlessness."
"I am very ruthless? Where is my ruthlessness?"
"The vast horizon cannot match his ruthlessness."
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Mu Yu looked puzzled, wait, that's not quite right! So why was it that Du Biying had a quarrel with the No. 1 Scholar in the blink of an eye despite the grievances between him and Du Biying? Judging from Du Biying's appearance, it seems that he has forgotten himself. Are all the people from the evil sect so neurotic