Invasion Of Fierce Beasts: One-Click Attribute Extraction

Chapter 1208

“Master, what is the arrangement?” Wukong asked Su Yi first.

Su Yi stretched out his hand to point to the middle-aged scholar, and said, “I will pee with this senior in a game, and see who urinates further.”

Wukong tilted his head and glanced at the middle-aged scholar, then he smiled, “Small meaning.”

Su Yi reminded: “Don’t be careless, this senior has the title of God of urine when he was young, and he must do his best.”

Every game is related to whether he can return to the Blue Star, and he simply can’t afford to lose.

Wukong looked disdainful, “Master, don’t worry, I have nothing to do with my urination!”

After hearing it, everyone was a little speechless.

After such a short time, the urine god and urine sacred were rectified?

If this continues, I can’t figure out what moths are.

The bark old man quickly reminded, “You should hurry up.”

“Little monkey, come with me, let’s go and compare.” The middle-aged scholar greeted Wukong.

“My name is Wukong.”

Wukong corrected it and left here with the middle-aged scholar.

Su Yi and others stood there and waited.

This form of competition, if you go to watch, it is easy to affect the performance of the players.

So they did not follow.

Time flickered, and three minutes passed.

Suddenly, a figure flew from a distance, it was Wukong.

At this time, with a look of excitement on his face, he shouted: “Master, I won! I urinate three millimeters more than him.”

“Three millimeters?”

Su Yi slapped his tongue and didn’t know how they measured it. Anyway, he won.

Waiting for Wukong to return to Su Yi’s side, the middle-aged scholar also walked back slowly, with a touch of unwillingness on his face, and muttered, “If you don’t accept the old, it’s just a little bit worse. I knew it was just a shiver. All right.”

The old color of the bark old man is not so good.

If you lose, you lose, no big deal.

Is it necessary to tell the details? Are you ashamed?

“Fifth, you disappointed me too much!”

When the middle-aged scholar came back, the brawny man snorted.

The middle-aged scholar fought back: “Did you lose worse in the first game? What qualifications do you have to say about me?”

“I was careless!” The strong man at the Tower retorted with a blushing face.

“Okay, stop arguing here.”

The bark old man interrupted, and then faced Su Yi, “Su Yi, what do you want to compare to in the fourth game?”

Su Yi had thought about it a long time ago, and said: “We are better than gambling skills.”

“Gambling skills?”

Everyone was a little at a loss.

Su Yi explained: “Do you know how to play Doudizhu, Zhajinhua, and 21 o’clock?”

“what?”

The obese man and others looked dumbfounded and became more and more confused.

Su Yi knew that the other party must have never played before, and would not necessarily accept gambling, and simply said: “Let’s have something simpler than luck.”

“Better than luck? Can this thing be compared?” Everyone said they couldn’t understand.

Su Yi took out a deck of playing cards and spread it out in front of the crowd. He introduced: “There are 54 cards in this deck, and 52 cards are the big and small ones. Winner.”

Everyone understood that this is indeed a way to compare luck.

However, they couldn’t understand it again.

In this way, Su Yi’s probability of winning is only half, so he is not worried that he will lose at all?

How do they know that Wukong is a lucky monkey, who can compare to Wukong’s luck?

As long as there is Wukong, it is the guarantee of victory.