Travel through time and become a villain: Heroine, don’t come over!

"Is it better than any knife?"

Liu Wuyou thought about it for a while, and it seemed that he would not suffer any loss in the knife competition.

Losing is just losing a piece of news that is insignificant to him.For Liu Wuyue, the test stone has almost zero effect other than selling it for money.

But if you win, you can command Tiger Sand Saber to do three hundred things.

No matter how you look at it, this deal is a good deal.

Husandao had absolute confidence in his sword skills and nodded.

Liu Wuwu picked two watermelons of about the same size from the banquet table.

"The two of us play a watermelon chopping game. The content is very simple. Throw the watermelon from a height of one foot. Whoever chops the watermelon into pieces before it hits the ground wins, how about that?"

Husandao nodded: "Okay!"

When they heard that Liu Wuyou was going to compete with Hu San Dao in swordsmanship, all the interested people immediately gathered over again.

"Is this Liu's head broken? Why does he do such unreliable things? Who is Hu San Dao? He started practicing swordsmanship before he learned to walk. To compete with such a person in swordsmanship, this brain is blocked by the door. Have you ever clamped it?"

"Come on, come on, does anyone place a bet? I bet on the tiger with three swords to win, and the bet is 1 to 1000. It's a good opportunity to make money, don't miss it."

"Bah! Are you gambling? No, you are picking up money. If Liu Wuyue wins, I will eat the table in front of you."

......

When everyone was laughing at Liu Wuwu like crazy, Zhang Er suddenly squeezed into the middle of the crowd.

Without hesitation, he took out the golden ticket and slapped it on the gambling table: "This is ten thousand spirit stones. I bet Liu Wuwu will win."

This move immediately caused the people around him to explode.

"Is this guy a tiger? What's the difference between placing your bet on Liu Wuwu and throwing spiritual stones into the sea?"

"I know this kid, and he's from the Eastern Continent. Is he cheering for his family?"

"Come on, just shout with your mouth. Isn't it stupid to throw real money into the water?"

......

Zhang Er lowered his head in order not to let everyone see his happy face.

Who is Liu Wuwu?

He was a cruel man who poisoned his clan leader, used a nuclear bomb to blow up his hometown, and thought about how to poison Ye Ming every day... and so on.

Although Zhang Er knew that Liu Wuwu had never practiced swordsmanship, he firmly believed that Liu Wuwu would win.

As the old saying goes.If the water is extremely clear, there will be no fish; if the people are extremely humble, they will be invincible.

According to Liu Wuwu's bullshit character, he would never accept a competition in which he would lose.

......

The game officially begins, with Tiger San Dao taking the lead.

In order to ensure fairness, everyone specially made a T-shaped wooden frame.There are two wooden plates at both ends of the wooden frame, and two watermelons of about the same size are placed in the wooden plates.

The tiger's three swords gave up concentration and instantly entered the state of human and sword integration.With such a talent, even Ye Ming would give him a thumbs up when he came here.

fall!

The watermelon fell and a burst of white light flashed.

The watermelon fell steadily to the ground.

This......

Everyone was a little confused.

"This is giving up. Why didn't the tiger three swords come out?"

"The sword must have been drawn, otherwise how can we explain the white light just now? Could it be that I was dazzled?"

"Shit, how can everyone be dazzled at the same time?"

When everyone was confused, Hu San Dao lightly stamped his foot.

A slight crack appeared on the surface of the watermelon.

The first way, the second way, the third way...

As the rind fell off, the round watermelon unfolded like a rose and lay flat on the ground.

The referee stepped forward to count, but Hu Sandao smiled slightly: "No need to count, there are one hundred and eight knives in total. It's a pity that the wind is against us today, otherwise we could have made two more knives."

Uh......

For this show of pretense, Liu Wuyang gave him a score of 98, and deducted two points because he was going to play next.

Unlike the highly anticipated Tiger Three Blades, once Liu Wuwu entered the stage, everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a clown.

"Let's all take a guess, how many swords will Liu Shenzi be able to use?"

"Haha... I'm afraid ten swords are already the limit."

"A dozen swords? You are thinking too much. It is difficult to practice swordsmanship. The timing, strength, and angle of the sword are all very particular. Liu Wuwu has never practiced swordsmanship, and most of his attacks rely on brute force. Use force. With one slash, the watermelon will most likely be knocked away. Therefore, I bet Liu Wuwu can only use one slash."

"Does the banker still accept bets now? I'll raise the bet by [-] spirit stones, betting that the tiger will win with three swords."

"Wait a minute, I will also add five thousand spirit stones."

For a time, the small gambling table business was booming.

......

Liu Wuwu was too lazy to pay attention to these passers-by.

Facing the watermelon above his head, he took out a black steel pipe.

The pipe has a complex structure and has various attachments with unknown uses.

Liu Wuyue didn't rush to take action, but took out a small, sturdy thing.

This cylinder is only as thick as a thumb, but is extremely exquisitely made. The bottom is made of pure copper, and the upper part is wrapped by a strange thin sheet that is neither gold nor wood.

Liu Wuwu came to Husandao and opened the small cylinder with his bare hands, revealing the gunpowder and some extremely tiny steel pieces inside.

Liu Wuwu grabbed the small steel piece and looked at the Tiger Sandao: "Does this count as a sword?"

Tiger Sand Sword: "This..."

Hu San Dao instinctively wanted to deny it.Can this crappy thing be called a knife?

But when the words came to his lips, they couldn't come out.

The knife competition was proposed by Hu San Dao, and he took a huge advantage in itself.

Liu Wuwu doesn't know how to use a knife. Wouldn't it be bullying if he demands too much?

Husandao sighed softly.

"This...counts the knife."

Liu Wuwu breathed a long sigh of relief.

If you are willing to die, I will be willing to bury you.

Do you know what Liu Wuwu is holding?

The famous ks23 shotgun!

The barrel of this thing is the barrel of an aviation cannon, and one shot can smash an adult wild boar to pieces.

Liu Wuyuan was also a shameless person. He replaced the steel balls in the shotgun bullets with blades and dared to say that he was holding a knife, not a gun.

Only Liu Wuwen could do such a shameless thing.

Although the melon-eaters were also dissatisfied with Liu Wuyue's taking out a black pipe, Hu San Dao all admitted that it was a knife, so no one said anything more.

click!

With the bullet loaded, Liu Wuwu raised his gun and pointed it at Xigua.

"fall!"

"boom!"

"what!!!"

Three blasts, each louder than the last.

The first sound was the referee's request to release the watermelon.

The second time, Liu Wuwu fired.

After a loud bang, not only the watermelons, but also the wooden shelf holding the watermelons were destroyed by the shot.

The third scream came from Long Aotian on the opposite side.The poor guy just wanted to taunt Liu Wuwu at close range. He never thought that the other person was too ungrateful and shot him in the face.

This shot was so powerful that it knocked Long Aotian to the ground.The appearance of his face covered in blood frightened many people.

The rest of the melon eaters wiped the watermelon juice on their faces and looked at the watermelon seeds on the ground. The scene fell into an eerie silence.

"This...how many cuts does it take?"

"How about we let the referee count?"

The referee became anxious upon hearing this.

"Count your uncle's count. All the horses are broken into watermelon juice. Count them."

The most excited person present was Zhang Er. The moment the winner was decided, he immediately caught the banker who was about to run away.

"Grandson, where can you run! 1000 million spiritual stones, one less, I will tear you apart."

The banker who was caught was a little depressed, but he was not very panic inside.Because there was only one person in the audience, Zhang Erluzi, who bought Liu Wuwu and won.

The dealer pretended to be calm and bowed to Zhang Er, then introduced him.

"Junior brother, I am Kong Zhengjun, the divine son of Tai Chi Sect."

Zhang Er didn't accept this trick: "I don't care whether you are an upright monarch or a crooked monarch. Paying back debts is a matter of course. Even if I, the King of Heaven, are here, you have to pay me today."

Kong Zhengjun smiled, took out a golden ticket worth twenty thousand spiritual stones and threw it at Zhang Er.

"Boy, don't forget where you are standing. Take your money and get out of here, otherwise everyone will look bad today."

"What the hell..."

Zhang Er was stunned and wanted to take action, but Liu Wuwu stopped him.

Liu Wuwu stood opposite Kong Zhengjun.

"Grandson, do you want to default on your debt?"

Kong Zhengjun took a step forward, and more than a dozen disciples of the Holy Son of Taiji Sect gathered around him.

"I just want to default on my debt, what can you do to me? Hahaha..."