I'm the villain in the book

"I'm just betting that he can win a game today."

The woman pursed her thin lips lightly, took out a purse from her bosom and threw it over: "Press it all."

"How much is this?"

"30 taels."

……

"boom!"

A piece of dust was raised on the table made of bluestone, and Wei Changtian smashed to the ground again, looking so embarrassed and embarrassed.

The opponent did not continue to make moves. After clasping his fists and saying "offend", he jumped off the ring, and happily took the silver ticket from Wang's second hand.

Watching the person leave, Wang Er picked up the knife and carved another mark on the wooden sign next to the ring.

After the word "defeat", there are already eleven "positive" characters plus three strokes.

After the word "win", it was still empty.

With a 58-game losing streak, Wei Changtian now breaks the record set by himself once every more games.

...I don't know when the son will win a game.

Wang Er was a little helpless in his heart, but he was actually a little surprised.

He is Wei Changtian's attendant, and he is also a dead man trained by the Wei family since childhood.

Not only the realm is not low, but the rich experience in life and death battles allows him to see at a glance how a person's skills are.

Even though Wei Changtian's moves and moves are still immature now, compared to five days ago, they have already undergone earth-shaking changes.

From the speed of reaction, to the reasonableness of the move, to the use of internal strength... Although these changes are obvious, they are not achieved overnight, but are improved every day, day by day.

This would have been normal, but the problem is... the progress is simply too great.

Even the most talented martial artist Wang Er had ever met was probably not half as good as Wei Changtian.

Could it be that his son is a once-in-a-century genius?

After all, the master and the wife are both top-notch experts in the world today, and it is true that their son is gifted.

It's a pity it started a little late...

While thinking wildly, Wang Er took the stage to help Wei Changtian up from the ground.

"Young master, there are two more games, do you want to take a break and play again?"

"Ah."

Wei Changtian took a few breaths, took two red pills and one white pill from Wang's second hand, chewed it twice like a sugar pill, and swallowed it directly into his belly.

The red one is the endure pill for restoring internal strength, and the white one is the revolving pill for restoring energy.

These two pills alone can be sold for five to sixty taels in the market, and Wei Changtian has to eat seven or eight pills every day.

It has to be said that the ability to have money is capricious.

The medicinal effect dissipated, and the warm current spread to the whole body.

After closing his eyes and breathing for a while, Wei Changtian stood up again: "Call the next person."

"Yes, son."

Wang Er nodded, and shouted to a man under the stage who was already eager to try: "It's your turn!"

"Shh!"

The man immediately turned over to the stage and clasped his fist at Wei Changtian: "Young Master Wei, I'm sorry!"

"..."

sorry in advance?

Wei Changtian was speechless for a while, thinking that this group of people is getting more and more excessive now.

But he didn't say much, just took a deep breath and reported his family with one glance.

"Seventh grade, Wei Changtian."

"Hua Lingwei, eighth rank, Song Linming!"

The man seemed to be unable to wait any longer. As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and punched Wei Changtian in the chest.

This punch is very fast, it should be some kind of boxing practice.

However, Wei Changtian was no longer at the level he was five days ago. He took a small step back to give way to his fist, and at the same time, he punched against the opponent's arm, straight to the opponent's throat.

"Snapped!"

The inside of the elbow was pressed by a palm, and the force of the fist was released, but it only knocked down Song Linming's collar.

Immediately the two separated.

In the first move, on June [-]th, Wei Changtian had the upper hand.

"Huh? Wei Gongzi seems to have a chance to win this game!"

Someone in the audience let out a soft cry, but someone next to him quickly retorted, "Brother Song just suffered a loss in realm."

"If this is the first match, Young Master Wei does have a good chance of winning."

"But now it's the eighth game. Even if you take Junxu Dan, your internal strength will only recover to [-] to [-]% at most, and it will be exhausted in a short time."

"It's only inevitable that Young Master Wei will be defeated."

"Makes sense..."

The person who spoke earlier nodded, looking quite approving.

In fact, Wei Changtian himself is very aware of this situation.

If you want to win, you must find a one-hit chance to win before your internal strength is exhausted.

The feet kept moving, and the scenes that I had experienced over and over in the dream path appeared in my mind.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Song Linming's action happened to be caught in one of the pictures.

!!!

Wei Changtian suddenly burst into ecstasy.

That's it!

Chapter 17 First Victory and Xu Qingwan

His feet staggered up and down, his left palm faltered, his right palm changed from poking to gouging, and his five fingers exerted force to grab Wei Changtian's shoulder.

Under normal circumstances, facing such a move, retreating and dodging is the best choice.

However, Wei Changtian seemed to be a little distracted, and Song Minglin grabbed his shoulder blades after hesitating.

The latter was immediately overjoyed, and while using his right hand, he took another step closer, and at the same time, his left arm slammed into Wei Changtian's chest.

"boom!"

A muffled sound echoed between the two of them. Although the elbow was not strong, the impact was indeed strong.

The corners of Song Minglin's mouth twitched slightly, but the next second his smile froze instantly.

The expected scene of Wei Changtian's painful fall to the ground did not appear, but his right hand was suddenly clamped tightly, and he couldn't move.

"what?"

Seeing Wei Changtian's pale face, Song Minglin felt bad, and subconsciously wanted to distance himself.

But at this moment, his left elbow, which he hadn't had time to withdraw, was suddenly hugged by Wei Changtian, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.

Right now, the two seemed to be tied together by an invisible rope, but Wei Changtian was enduring unparalleled pain in order to seduce his opponent.

grandma's!Win or lose!

As soon as his eyes were closed, all the remaining internal energy surged up, and Wei Changtian actually slammed his head into Song Minglin fiercely.

"Grass!"

Song Minglin had never seen such a style of play before, but he was not a weak person. Knowing that he could not hide at this time, he simply clenched his teeth and slammed his head back.

"boom!!!"

The foreheads of the two slammed together, and the people in the audience stared at this scene, as if their heartbeats stopped for a beat.

Although this battle is not very exciting, let alone how high-quality it is.

But brutal enough.

Looking at the figure whose clothes were stained with blood and wounds all over his body, many people truly felt a little bit of awe for Wei Changtian for the first time.

It has nothing to do with Wei Xianzhi or the Wei family.

It's just because of the courage to still desperately want to win after losing 58 games in a row...

On the stage.

In the splashing blood, the two figures staggered apart.

Wei Changtian tightly clutched his right shoulder, his body trembled as he bent down, and Dou Da's cold sweat dripped down his pale cheeks drop by drop.

As for Song Minglin...

"Pfft!"

"..."

"Wei, Young Master Wei won?"

Someone asked a question, but no one answered.

Everyone's eyes widened in a daze, and the entire Yanwutang was silent for a while.

"cough!"

Wei Changtian coughed out a mouthful of blood, and then dragged his heavy steps to the "scoreboard", his inner strength penetrated his fingers, mixed with the blood of someone unknown, and slowly carved the first horizontal bar after the word "victory".

Looking back at the audience, everyone came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream, and the deafening shouts immediately resounded through the entire hanging mirror division.

……

"Young master, the muscles and bones are not injured, but the congestion is a little heavy."

In the corner of the stage, Wang Er had already checked Wei Changtian's injury, and his expression was a little tangled: "I think the last game should be forgotten."

"It's okay, it's time to fight."

Wei Changtian was in a very happy mood at the moment. Although he was in severe pain everywhere, his tone was very relaxed.

After playing more than 50 games, I finally won a fucking game!

Although it is the seventh rank to win the eighth rank, even though it hurts the enemy one thousand and loses eight hundred... but winning is winning.

More importantly, this means that your training method really works, and you will only win more and more in the future!

Thinking of this, he was instantly motivated, and he threw a bunch of medicinal pills into his mouth and began to close his eyes and adjust his state.

Wei Changtian was actively preparing for the battle, but his opponent in the last match was very uneasy at this time.

This person is good friends with Song Minglin, and he knows that he is weaker than Song Minglin.

And now that Song Minglin has lost, isn't he...

Not necessarily, after all, Wei Changtian is already looking like he is powerless to fight again... If he hadn't taken those medicine pills.

The more he thought about it, the more entangled he wanted to give it a try, but he was afraid that in the end, not only would he not be able to make money, but he would also get hurt in vain.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"20 taels, sell the red lottery to me."

"what?"

The man turned his head to look, his face suddenly filled with a smile: "Xu Zongqi, you are..."

"Sell or not?"

"Uh...Xu Zongqi, someone was willing to offer 50 taels before this lottery, but I didn't sell it..."