Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"I said you were a moron, and you really are a moron. Didn't you see that kick just now? It was purely an accident."

Giving the cone-faced man a cold look, Su Qi clapped his hands and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, someone has already admitted defeat, so I have won this game. Those who said I would lose before the game were all slapping themselves in the face."

"You, what are you so proud of!"

Zheng Qin, the artificial cone-faced beauty, gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Do you think you won this by your real ability? If you hadn't been lucky for a while, that kick happened to hit Zheng Hai Oppa's throat. Do you think you can win by your real ability? Zheng Hai Oppa. Zheng Hai Oppa, don't be angry, he didn't really win you, he just got lucky. "

"Yes, Zheng Hai, the defeat in this battle is not your fault, but bad luck!"

Yamamoto Noki also sighed and comforted with a look of regret: "Just now, he was under your hands on the ground and the whirlwind cloak fierce attack, his balance has been completely broken by you, if you don't change your moves so quickly, the winner must be you."

"I, I!"

Park Zheng Hai, who was injured in the throat, felt much better, but staring at Su Qi with a blazing roar, also showed his current mentality:

I am not convinced of the loss, I am unwilling to lose.

This battle is not because of my incompetence, but bad luck.

"What do you mean by you!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, raised his head high, and said arrogantly: "If I lose, I lose. Why do I have to find so many excuses? Even if I am lucky, it is because he is not good enough. If he has practiced the horizontal steel gun throat lock kung fu, even if I kicked his throat, what's the problem! So, Taekwondo and Karate are just good to look at, just like the fancy boxing and embroidered legs in our Chinese Kung Fu, they are useless and are really vulnerable!"

"Uh!"

When he saw his best friend like this, Fat Cat was a little confused. He just felt that this was not the style of his old classmates:

The best friend is very low-key and never takes the initiative to provoke.

"What is this guy doing? He actually took the initiative to provoke two people. Although I haven't been in contact with him for a long time, I know he is not that kind of person!" Bai Bi's beautiful eyes flashed, and suddenly a flash of lightning flew through her mind: "Could it be!"

Young Master Yang didn't think much, just felt that this arrogant Brother Qi was the ideal boss in his mind, and immediately stepped forward and gave a thumbs up, saying: "Brother Qi, you are right, what Taekwondo and Karate, compared with our Chinese martial arts, that is shit! Brother Qi, you made a magical kick today and defeated this Taekwondo master. Last time, you defeated Xiao Benzi's karate. These three The superiority of the two can be seen at a glance. "

"Asshole!"

Park Jung-hae's face flushed, and he took a step forward, angrily scolding: "Taekwondo is the strongest martial arts in the world and the universe, and it is definitely better than your Chinese martial arts. I lost today, not because of my poor kung fu, but because of bad luck; in the previous competition, you were already broken by the whirlwind cloak supported by my hands. If I hadn't changed my moves too quickly, you would have lost long ago. You are not my opponent, you are not my opponent, I am not convinced of my defeat. "

"Baga!"

Thinking that the empty Yamamoto Noki, the strongest karate master, could not help but stand up angrily with his hand on the hilt of the sword: "Su Qi, Yang Jun, you can insult me, but you must not insult karate. Although I lost last time, it was not because of karate that I lost to Chinese martial arts. There are thousands of advanced karate practitioners in our native Japan, and there are tens of thousands who can defeat you. Karate is definitely not inferior to Chinese martial arts."

"You are a defeated general, but you still dare to talk about courage!"

Su Qi raised his head and sneered: "If you lose, you lose. You can't afford to lose. You have masters in your own country. Can we? Are there no masters in Chinese ancient martial arts? To tell you the truth, with your level, if you meet a real master, one move will make you two marry wheelchairs for the rest of your lives. Let alone masters, you two are not even my opponents, so don't look for real masters to embarrass yourself. The breadth and depth of Chinese martial arts is definitely beyond your imagination. I haven't used my full strength today, otherwise even if you two come together, you will cry and go home to find your mother. "

"What!"

Hearing Su Qi despise them so much, Park Zhenghai and Yamamoto Noki's eyes were red and ready to burst. They were furious and fuming.

"Zhenghai Oppa, don't be angry with this kind of person!"

Looking at Oppa with heartache, the artificial cone-faced beauty Zheng Qin stood up again, her big eyes flashed with cunning, and immediately leaned close and whispered: "Zhenghai Oppa, he just said that he hasn't used his full strength, otherwise the two of you together are not his opponents. In this case, why don't you follow his words and challenge him together. If he doesn't accept the challenge, what he said just now was just bragging, we can use it to humiliate him. If he accepts the challenge, you can join forces to beat him up to avenge the mistake just now. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. "

"Good!"

Hearing this suggestion, Park Zhenghai's eyes lit up immediately, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No need, I can beat him alone, why use two people. I want one person to maintain the dignity of Taekwondo."

When the artificial cone-faced beauty Zheng Qin heard this, she immediately persuaded him: "Oppa, let Mr. Yamamoto join in. Although he is not your opponent, he has better luck than ordinary people, otherwise he would have lost to you just now. You and Mr. Yamamoto join forces, it can be said that you will definitely beat him. Oppa, don't worry, everyone in the gym just saw clearly that he relied on luck to beat you, in fact, he is not your opponent at all. "

Originally, Park Zhenghai, who was somewhat hesitant, came to Yamamoto Noki and told him the suggestion.

Yamamoto Noki, who was already furious, had a ferocious and cruel look in his eyes. He said without hesitation: "Su Qi, you just said that if you use all your strength, you can beat both of us and send us home to find our mothers. Now, Zhenghai and I want to challenge you together."

"What, you two challenge me together!"

Su Qi's face turned pale in an instant, and his open mouth was a little difficult to close, as if he was extremely shocked and scared.

Yamamoto Noki was originally trying to test him, but when he saw this expression, he was immediately delighted. He stepped closer and said coldly: "What's the matter, Su Qi, are you afraid, or did you just brag about Chinese Kung Fu? Chinese Kung Fu is not that powerful at all, and is not as good as karate and taekwondo. "

As if he couldn't hear the provocation in his voice, Su Qi glared with blood in his eyes and said with red face: "You two defeated generals, you dare to say that Chinese Kung Fu is not as good as karate and taekwondo. It is absolutely no problem for me to beat you two alone. But I have already taken a fight today, and now I feel a little tired. I will accept your challenge another day when I am in a good mood. "

Hearing this answer, Park Zhenghai and Yamamoto Noki looked at each other, thinking that Su Qi was afraid of fighting, and they were more disdainful and more determined to challenge together.

Park Zhenghai took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Su, you have been retreating and defending when we were fighting just now. You didn't consume much physical strength at all. How could you be tired? If you are a little tired, we can let you rest for half an hour; if you still dare not accept our challenge, then you admit that you were bragging and deceiving yourself just now, and admit that Chinese Kung Fu is not as good as taekwondo and karate, and we will not challenge you. "

"Uh! "

Su Qi frowned, his face flushed, and veins on his fists were throbbing, but he remained silent, struggling with contradictions and extremely restrained.

Yamamoto Noki continued to sneer and said, "Su Qi-chan, you don't look brave enough to accept our challenge. Why did you brag for your self-esteem just now, and now you are hitting yourself in the face. Could it be that countless Chinese people are also like this, and they are all bragging?"

Seeing that Su Qi still hadn't spoken, Park Zhenghai immediately winked.

The artificial cone-faced beauty Zheng Qin suddenly came out again and pointed her gun inward, with a look of contempt: "Su Qi, you are really good when you brag, but now that others have come to challenge you, why don't you dare to accept it again. Now it's not only for yourself, but also to prove Chinese martial arts. It's your turn to stand up. You can't be bragging and pretending, and now you want to be a turtle. I despise Chinese men like you the most. When they brag, they are arrogant, but when things come, they are irresponsible. If you are a man, stand up and accept the challenge of Zhenghai Oppa and Mr. Yamamoto, and prove that Chinese people are not cowards! "

"Coward!"

When Su Qi heard these four words, two cold lights shot out of his eyes, and then his body trembled, as if he couldn't control it and said: "Okay, okay, I..."

"Wait!"

His best friend Fat Cat rushed out at once, pulled his old classmate back, and said angrily: "Su Qi, don't be impulsive, now they are two against you, you can't let them provoke you and fall for it. Do you have any shame, Park Zhenghai, Yamamoto Noki, you lose, so why do you join forces to challenge, if you two lose again, do you want to find ten or eight people to challenge together? And Zheng Qin, you green tea bitch, do you still have to be so green? For a Korean, you insulted your compatriots and forced your comrades to jump into the pit. You are so worshipful of foreigners and have no personality. It is too light to say that you are a brain-dead woman. "

Young Master Yang also wanted to stand up and persuade them, but was stopped by Bai Bi's eyes, and then stood there in a daze, thinking about what it meant.

ArtificialThe cone-faced beauty Zheng Qin gnashed her teeth when she was called a green tea bitch, but she was stopped by Park Zhenghai to prevent her from causing other conflicts and stopping Su Qi from accepting the challenge.

"Fat Cat, I know what you said, but I have already said it, and people have linked it to cowards. If I don't stand up, can I still be considered a man? For the sake of Chinese martial arts and my personal dignity, if you are a brother, don't stop me!"

Secretly pinching his best friend's arm to signal, Su Qi took a step forward and said with grief and anger: "Park Zhenghai, Yamamoto Noki, listen to me, Chinese martial arts are also fought, not boasted, I accept your challenge, come and fight!"

"Uh!"

With the best friend's little trick, the two classmates have been bunking for many years, and Fat Cat immediately understood, and some doubts stopped stopping.

"He agreed!"

Park Zhenghai, Yamamoto Noki, and the artificial cone-faced beauty Zheng Qin looked at each other with joy that the conspiracy was accomplished.

"Wait!"

Yamamoto Noki had a sinister look in his eyes, and said seriously: "Since you have agreed, let's sign the waiver agreement. After all, this is a competition. If someone accidentally hurts someone, after signing the waiver agreement, no one will be held responsible if they make a mistake."

Once the waiver agreement is signed, the two of them can directly destroy the boy together, and there is no need to worry about being held accountable.

"Give it to me, I'll sign it!"

Su Qi stretched out his hand in grief and indignation, with a resolute, serious and sad face, as if he was a soldier about to go to the battlefield.

Park Zhenghai waved his hand, and an assistant immediately brought up the three-point agreement. The three of them signed and kept a copy.

Once the waiver agreement was signed, the fat cat Zhang Xiaoyu and the artificial cone-faced beauty Zheng Qin were all cleared away, and the competition began immediately.

Su Qi, Park Zhenghai, and Yamamoto Noki formed a "品" shape, and of course the two of them formed a horn, besieging Su Qi.

Su Qi, who was originally full of grief and anger, became calm, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, as if he had encountered something happy.

This rapid change of expression immediately puzzled most people present, and they did not understand what he meant by being afraid for a moment and happy for a moment.

Only Bai Bi, Fat Cat Zhang Xiaoyu, and Young Master Yang Jun gradually figured it out, but they all tried their best to purse their lips and be serious, but they could not hide the smile in their eyes.

"Baga, why are you still laughing when you are about to die? Prepare to die, Su Qi!"

Yamamoto shouted angrily, rushed over in a flash, and held his hands in a knife shape, going straight to the lower abdomen and the two vital points below.

"Su Qi, you were lucky just now, you will never be so lucky this time, I will destroy you!"

Park Zhenghai roared, his murderous intent was not concealed, he jumped into the air and kicked sideways, and kicked the vital point of the head at a high speed.

For a moment, the two attacked from top to bottom, and there was no way to escape.

Su Qi put his hands behind his back, without even looking at the two of them, he just smiled and stretched himself, as if he was not in a life-and-death battle, but was admiring the flowers and the moon and chanting aloud: "Let him be strong, the breeze blows over the hills; let him be arrogant, the bright moon shines on the river; let him be cruel and evil as he pleases, I have enough energy."