Chapter 112: You fist and I will clothe

"Is it a coincidence?"

　　 Bangu frowned and stared at King's expression.

　　 "Ah...ah... King won a round!?"

Cha Lanzi looked at the corresponding card that King was holding in amazement. He didn't doubt the strength of King, but after all, his teacher was very familiar with the game since childhood. According to his guess, his teacher won the first few games. After King is familiar with the rules, he will gradually disagree.

　　 But I did not expect that in the second round, King would win the game, which was surprising.

　　 "Oh, there is another adaptation round, I'm not in a hurry."

　　King sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, preparing calmly, it seems that his luck still hasn't decayed today, he is still very high!

　　 "Cha Lanzi is going to read the next one."

　　 Banggu gave a faint smile, and devoted himself to the game for the first time.

"Oh."

　　 Cha Lanzi skimmed out the playing cards in his hand, and then drew another one from the stack of cards in the box. After reading the lyrics on the cards, his mouth opened slightly...

　　 King unceremoniously once again took the first step to grab the card in his hand.

At the same time, Cha Lanzi said the lyrics in his mouth: "I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to grow up, uh..." He just finished reading the lyrics, and immediately looked at the card in King's hand. It seems to record that "when I grow up, there will be no fairy tales."

Banggu stared at King solemnly, "How did you do it?" King could predict the lyrics of the cards in Chalanzi's hand in advance, and then make choices in advance. This method of playing cards is simply incomprehensible to him. , Oh, he prefers to call each other a rogue and cheating.

　　 King threw the card and said with a smile: "It's just good luck."

　　 "Luck?"

Bangu smiled unavoidably. If one time was accidental, then many times would be inevitable. For a thing like luck, it is impossible to find the door again and again. Sooner or later, it will be spent. He doesn't believe that King's luck will be so good. Able to catch the corresponding cards in advance twice "by chance".

　　 "How did King know the content of the cards in Chalanzi's hand, so that he could take advantage of the enemy?"

　　 He frowned, and he was lost in thought.

　　 "Luck, king must be good luck."

　　Cha Lanzi didn't believe that King would be more familiar with the rules than Bangu so quickly. It must be good luck to win two rounds.

　　 He firmly said: "If you continue to play, the winner will definitely be the teacher, because no one's luck can last."

　　 "Oh, is it?" King ticked the corner of his mouth, "Then please keep your eyes open and see who is the winner of yours and me in the end!"

　　 "Huh, eyes?"

King's words struck Banggu's mind like a bolt of lightning. A move in his heart, yes, they are eyes. Human eyes are actually like a mirror. His eyes reflect that if others are focused and have super observation ability, then they can read the contents of the card from Chalanzi's eyes.

　　 However, this requires inhuman observation and concentration to read the contents of the card from Chalanzi's eyes in a fleeting moment.

　　Of course, this is only a theoretically feasible method. It stands to reason that no one in the world has such an extraordinary power of observation. At least, he can't read the contents of the cards from Chalanzi's eyes.

　　 But unexpectedly, King actually did it!

　　 He took a deep look at King, and he was indeed the strongest man on the surface, with his own powerful strength hidden in him.

　　 "Hey, silver fangs, continue?"

　　King watched Banggu silently and asked specifically.

　　 "Oh, stop playing, obviously, old man, I'm sure to lose."

　　 Banggu took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Well, we have passed down a lot of competitive games in our dojo. Next, we will play a traditional trick competition handed down from ancient times."

　　 "Traditional skills handed down from ancient times?" King's eyes lit up and he became very interested. "Come here, anyway, I haven't lost the game." Hard power can't do it, he still has soft power.

"Well, let me briefly introduce the gameplay." Banggu solemnly introduced: "The two sides of the confrontation must first determine who makes the move first. The decision is usually made with rocks, scissors, and cloth. The one who wins will be able to beat each other with a weapon. right."

　　 "Hey, silver fangs, what you mean... the kid's guessing game knocks their heads?"

　　 King looked at a serious Banggu dumbly. This introduction reminded him of Zhen Huan's body in his previous life.

Today's climate is very good, the weather is slightly cool, and the sun is very bright. It's great to play games. You punch out, I punch out cloth, you punch out scissors, I punch out, it's a total fun, persevering. There is always a punishment for winning or losing in the game, so as to increase the interest of the game. It is also a pleasure if the winner can knock the loser on the head.

speak English.

　　 The weather is good today, let's play a game of guessing and knocking your head!

　　 "This kind of competition can often be used in martial arts training, how can training take advantage..."

　　 Banggu talked about a lot of the benefits of boxing.

　　 After listening to Banggu's introduction, King even felt a little skeptical. Could it be that boxing guessing, like Tai Chi, is a long-lost martial arts skill?

　　 "king, do you understand the rules?"

　　 King's mouth twitched, hehe, who knows how to guess a punch?

　　 "Well, now that you understand it, Cha Lanzi, go and prepare related tools."

"good teacher."

Cha Lanzi took out a few items from the dojo's utility room, two small wooden hammers and a safety helmet. The rules of the game are as follows: the person who wins the guessing can pick up the small wooden hammer to knock on the opponent's head, and the one who loses can also take it. Wear a helmet to defend against the opponent's percussion. This kind of competition mainly tests the reaction ability, mental concentration and hand speed of both sides~www.mtlnovel.com~ Let's start! "

　　 Banggu and King's expressions became serious in an instant, waiting for them.

　　 The two raised their right hands at the same time, staring at each other closely, trying to overwhelm each other in momentum.

Suddenly, Banggu opened his mouth and said, "Old man, I usually like to make fists." Ha ha, king, if you think that boxing is just a normal game, then you are very wrong. Boxing is not only about the competition on the field, but also about the competition. Psychological games off the court, when I say this, you will suspect that I am disturbing your sight, right?

Now, you should be struggling fiercely in your heart. Repeatedly scrutinize whether I can make a fist, hum, and then you will fall into my trap. If you are out of balance, you will expose your flaws. When the time comes, You will lose.

　　 King thoughtfully, oh, it turns out that the old man is going to make a fist, so I'll just do it.

　　 Don't think too much about this kind of thing, anyway, the result depends on luck!

　　 "king..."

　　 "Old man..."

　　 Bangu and King glanced at each other, and the two eyes collided as if sparks popped out.

　　 "Go ahead!"

　　 shot!

　　 Both shot at the same time!

　　 "You knock me to wear it, nail it!"

　　 "I make a fist!"

　　 Banggu made a hook at the corner of his mouth, fisted, yes, I just fisted, king, did you guess?

　　 "I'm out of the cloth!"

　　King naturally spread his hand out. He looked at Banggu's fist and was astonished. The old man was really sincere.

　　 In contrast, he is a little bit haunted.

　　 eh, I will thank him next time and tell him clearly what I want to do.