I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 16 Record Breaking

After five days.

Xuanjing Division, Yanwu Hall.

Early in the morning, No. 100, the big man waited eagerly at the door, his eyes fixed on the way he came from, and he didn't dare to vent his breath.

This posture is a bit like a grandpa and aunt guarding the door of the supermarket, ready to grab special eggs.

A few sparrows stopped on the branches and watched this scene. Just as they were about to comb their feathers, they were startled away by a sudden roar.

"Here we come! Mr. Wei is here again today!"

"Finally here! It scared me to death!"

"Ahh! Master Wei! I must fight with you today!"

"Look at me! Look at me!"

"Quick, quick! Go grab the lottery!"

"God bless! You must win the lottery today!"

"..."

The excited crowd swarmed up and surrounded Wei Changtian and Wang Ertuan, which was simply a typical star-chasing scene in the previous life.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

Wang Er stood in front of Wei Changtian with a helpless face, and just took out a wooden tube similar to asking for a fortune in a temple from his cloth bag, and the bamboo stick was snatched up in the blink of an eye.

Howls and laughter sounded at the same time, some families were happy and some were sad.

"Hahahaha! Red sign! God open your eyes! Finally it's my turn!"

"Grass! What the hell didn't hit!"

"Brother, how about I offer fifty taels for the lottery in your hand?"

"Don't sell! I'm only one job away from being promoted, you can find someone else."

"..."

The people who got the red lottery were overjoyed, while those who didn't get the lottery beat their chests and stomped their feet for a while, but they had no choice but to accept the reality. They took out the money from their pockets and squeezed to the other person.

"Brother Liu! How is the handicap opened?"

"Everyone! Today is still a question of whether Mr. Wei can win one game out of ten!"

The person surrounded in the middle has a token in the shape of a cicada pinned to his waist, which means that he is working at the sticky pole.

He held up a wooden sign and shouted with all his might:

"Betting on 'can' pays ten for one bet! 'Can't' bets loses one for twelve!"

"The former is unlimited! The latter always accepts two hundred taels! First come first..."

"Wow!"

Before he finished yelling, the crowd immediately rushed forward, scrambling to pass the silver in their hands forward.

"No five taels!"

"No money in twos and twos!"

"No ten taels!"

"cannot……"

All the voices of "can't" sounded, and the number of two hundred taels was made up in the blink of an eye.

Although there were also a few people who tried to bet on "can" with their small fortunes, but the total amount was only twenty-eight dollars.

It's no wonder that everyone is so unfavorable to Wei Changtian.

After all, his "50-game losing streak" record in the past five days is really "dazzling".

It is not known whether there will be anyone who will come after that, but no one has done it before.

How can there be no reason not to squeeze this kind of wool?

But in the face of all this, the "cash machine" Wei Changtian didn't react much.

Or maybe you're used to it.

He just glanced over there and went straight to Jia Er Lei, and Wang Er who was beside him also took out ten fifty-two silver bills from his arms, ready to "give money" at any time.

But neither of them noticed that just as they walked a little further away, a heroic woman suddenly approached the gambler.

Dressed in standard black clothes, with a bunch of red string tied between her long hair, she has a slender and tight figure.

Although her eyebrows are beautiful, one can tell at a glance that she is definitely not a vase like Lu Jingyao who has no strength to restrain a chicken.

"Mr. Xu? Do you want to play a game too?"

The opener's eyes lit up, but he didn't dare to look directly at the woman, so he lowered his head and said regretfully, "Oh, you're late, now I can only bet on Mr. Wei's victory."

"I just bet that he can win a game today."

The woman pursed her thin lips lightly, took out a money pouch from her pocket and threw it over: "Press all of it."

"This, how much is this?"

"Thirty two."

...

"boom!"

A cloud of dust rose from the bluestone table, and Wei Changtian fell to the ground again, looking more and more embarrassed.

The opponent didn't continue to make moves, cupped fist jumped off the ring after saying "offended", and happily took the silver ticket from Wang's second hand.

Seeing this person leave, Wang Er picked up his knife and carved another mark on the wooden sign beside the ring.

After the word "负", there are already eleven characters for "正" plus three strokes.

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

Fifty-eight consecutive losses, Wei Changtian will break the record set by himself every time he plays more games.

... I don't know when the young master 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 at the same time, he is also a dead man cultivated by the Wei family since childhood.

Not only is Realm not low, but his rich life-and-death experience allows him to see a person's skill at a glance.

Don't look at Wei Changtian's every move and style is still immature, but compared with five days ago, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

From reaction speed, to the reasonableness of moves, to the use of Internal Energy... Although these changes are obvious, they don't happen overnight, but improve every day, day by day.

This is normal at first, but the problem is... the improvement is too great.

Even the most talented martial arts practitioner Wang Er has ever seen, is probably not half as good as Wei Changtian.

Could it be that my young master is a once-in-a-century genius?

After all, the master and the wife are both top experts in the world today, and the talent of their son Talent is justified.

It's a pity that I started a little late...

While thinking wildly, Wang Er stepped onto the stage and helped Wei Changtian up from the ground.

"My lord, there are still two more rounds, do you want to rest for a while and fight again?"

"Ok."

Wei Changtian took a few breaths, took two Medicine Pills, one red and one white, from Wang's second hand, chewed them twice like eating sugar pills, and swallowed them directly into his stomach.

The red one is the Jiexuan Dan that restores Internal Energy, and the white one is the Turning Pill that restores Qi.

These two Medicine Pills alone can be sold for fifty or sixty taels in the market, but Wei Changtian still eats seven or eight pills every day.

It has to be said that the ability to have money is self-willed.

The effect of the medicine dissipated, and the warmth spread to the whole body.

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

"Yes, son."

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

"Shua!"

The man immediately got on the stage and gave Wei Changtian a cupped fist: "Mr. Wei, I'm sorry!"

"..."

Sorry in advance?

Wei Changtian was speechless for a while, thinking that this group of people is going too far.

However, he didn't say much, just took a deep breath, and reported himself one by one.

"Seventh Grade, Wei Changtian."

"Hua Lingwei, rank eight, Song Linming!"

The man seemed a little impatient, and as soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and punched Wei Changtian directly in the chest.

This punch is fast, it should be practiced some kind of Fist Technique.

However, Wei Changtian was no longer at the level he was five years ago, he retreated half step away from his fist, and at the same time stuck to the opponent's arm and punched, straight for the opponent's throat.

"Snapped!"

The inner side of the elbow was pressed by a palm, and the force of the fist was released, only to rub Song Linming's collar.

Immediately the two separated.

The first move, June 4th, Wei Changtian had the upper hand.

"Huh? Mr. Wei seems to have a chance to win this round!"

Someone in the audience whispered, but someone next to him quickly retorted: "Brother Song just suffered from Realm's losses."

"If this is the first match, Mr. Wei does have a slight chance of winning."

"But now it's the eighth game. Even after taking the Jiexuan pill, the Internal Energy can only recover to 20-30% at most, and it won't take long before it will be exhausted."

"It's only inevitable that Mr. Wei will be defeated by then."

"It makes sense..."

The person who spoke before nodded, seeming to agree.

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

To win, you must find a one-hit chance before your Internal Energy runs out.

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

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

! ! !

Wei Changtian's heart suddenly burst into ecstasy.

That's it!

(end of this chapter)