1782: C1782 First Game

C1782 First Game

"Brother Xu is right. Then I'll go look for Murong Jiesha now and say that the match can start?" Loong Lee asked, you have to know that Loong Lee is now convinced of Xu Fann.2

"Mm, go on." After Xu Fann said that, Loong Lee led a group of people towards Murong Jiesha. Xu Fann and Faang Lingmeng followed behind them.

"Xu Fann, you're so amazing. Just how did you think of these methods? What exactly is in your head? I'm completely confused after listening to it." Faang Lingmeng said.

Hehe, let's hurry up and go, the competition is about to start. Whether or not I can win, I dare not say, let's see first, as long as Liu Tie can endure for two rounds, I still have some confidence in winning the third round. After Xu Fann said this, he followed the group of people towards Murong Jiesha.

Faang Lingmeng looked at Xu Fann's back and fell into deep thought. Xu Fann is so nice. How can there be such an outstanding man in the world? Did I fall in love? Why do I think about him every day? Faang Lingmeng thought.

"Hmph, who's that? We've already discussed the contents of the competition. What do you mean by 'no killing'? Quickly send your five so-called servants out to receive their deaths."

Murong Jiesha heard from Loong Lee that the discussion had been settled. What he was afraid of the most was Loong Lee going back on his word. He didn't expect this ant to come so soon to throw away his life.

"Oh, trash, what kind of competition is this? Hurry up and tell me. My servants are already impatient."

When Murong Jiesha heard the contents of the first round of the competition, he was dumbfounded. What kind of competition was this? Searching for items? Oh god, who on earth thought such a retarded idea was possible?

"Loong Lee, you still won't admit that you are trash even when I say that you are. What does this competition have to do with warriors? Could you not play these low-end games that normal people play, could you be a bit more high-end? " Murong Jiesha said.

Humph, idiot, are you looking for something to compete with other than your foot strength and observation power? It's important to know that our martial artists' foot strength can determine your movement speed and endurance, not to mention your observation power. In a life and death battle between martial artists, the difference in strength is not that great, so it's very important for one side to be ahead of the other. Loong Lee said confidently.

Before Loong Lee could finish speaking, Murong Jiesha had already realized what was going on. Hmph hmph, so it's because I wanted to use your familiarity with Shang Wu Manor to compete in the first round. You have a good plan?

However, you can be at ease, I will not put these little schemes in my eyes. Today, I will let you know that no matter how crafty you are, you will always be able to stand in front of my absolute strength, but, the entire Shang Wu Manor is too big, I do not have that much time to waste with you. The place to hide must not exceed this large courtyard, otherwise, I will consider it your loss. Murong Jiesha said.

Loong Lee thought for a while. The limit of the rules was this courtyard. It was not very beneficial to him, but he believed that it was not a big problem. Even if he objected, Murong Jiesha would probably not agree.

"Hmph, this courtyard will be up to you. Let's begin." Loong Lee said.

After Loong Lee finished speaking, all the onlookers retreated to a corner of the courtyard and covered their eyes. Loong Lee and Murong Jiesha hid their stuff and stood on the stage. What Loong Lee hid was a piece of precious jade.

It was said that this piece of jade had been given to him by a close friend of his father at the full moon, which was a sign of good fortune. Loong Lee hoped that this piece of jade could protect him today, while Murong Jiesha had hidden a pack of cigarettes.

Since he was young, he had been sent over by his parents to train in Shang Wu Manor since he was young. Other than going back once or twice to his home during the new year, he would never leave the Shang Wu Manor for many years, and Murong Jiesha had only sent out one of the thinnest of the five servants. When he introduced himself earlier, he said that he was called Murong Thirteen, which meant that he had been raised by the Murong Family since he was young.

After searching for a while, he still couldn't find anything. He thought, "Where would Murong Jiesha hide his cigarettes? There are only countless arenas in the courtyard, and there are not many places to hide things."

Right, Brother Xu once said that he would bring it into Murong Jiesha's heart. Imagine, if I were the one who wanted to hide a pack of cigarettes, where would I hide them?

If he could have been seen hiding in the arena, would he have been casually thrown on the grass, or would he not have, or would he not have been so casually thrown in the middle of an important competition? But if he was not in these two places, then where else could he be?

He would not know which training platforms had these flaws, but where else could he be? Suddenly, a black barrel appeared in the distance, attracting senior brother Xiang's attention. It was a trash can. Right, a trash can.

Murong Jiesha didn't think about hiding the cigarettes at all, but since he was addicted to hiding things, he wanted to light up a cigarette. But when he took out the cigarette box, he found that there was no more cigarettes left in it, so he casually threw it into the trash can. Then, with a sudden inspiration, he chose the empty cigarette box as his hidden item.

This time, Murong Jiesha also saw Loong Lee's Senior Brother Xiang walk towards the trash can, and he knew that this game would be difficult to turn the tables on, so he shouted loudly, "Alright, no need to compete anymore, this game is considered my loss. Hmph, Loong Lee, you don't have a high IQ, but luck is still pretty good. Haha, luck has helped you win this time, next time I won't believe that your luck is still so good.

Following Murong Jiesha's admission of defeat, everyone in the audience cheered, and there were even a few young junior brothers who couldn't hold back their excitement and hugged Xu Fann. Xu Fann's mood was also good, so he didn't blame the other young junior brothers.

Although Murong Jiesha had already admitted defeat, Senior Brother Xiang still went to the trash can to find the cigarette case just in case. With the box in hand, Senior Brother Xiang quickly walked up to Loong Lee and said, "I didn't pay Young Master's price. I've successfully found the target. Please advise me, Young Master."

The happiest person at this time was Loong Lee. Loong Lee looked at Xu Fann with admiration in his heart. He was more confident about winning the competition.

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