Chapter 119: Old Pedant, Mustache, Sour Xiucai
The old pedant flicked his fingers, and a white shadow had already bounced out.
The sound of breaking the air sounded, obviously containing extremely strong power, if it hit the dice, the dice would turn into powder in an instant.
Xia Yunmo snorted coldly, his thumb was clasped on his middle finger, and the same finger flicked over, and a momentum had already flown out from Xia Yunmo's fingertips.
Xia Yunmo's finger is full of energy, even if it hits a piece of fine iron, it can also make a hole.
But the white shadow only swayed, and was not damaged.
Fortunately, the white shadow shifted and did not hit the dice.
At the same time, I saw a mustache next to me suddenly slap the table, and the whole table shook, and the dice, which were about to stop, suddenly jumped up again.
And at the moment when the dice jumped up, the dealer exhaled violently, and actually shot at the dice with a gas arrow.
Xia Yunmo popped out another wisp of finger wind, and this wisp of finger wind came first, passing by the dice.
The dice were taken along, and they happened to dodge an air arrow.
And the air arrow that was spit out happened to hit the table, and the solid wood table was actually shot out of a hole.
The dice also rolled down, and the top side happened to be a "three".
"Three-three-five" was just a little bigger than "three-three-four", and the sour show had a cold face, and reluctantly pushed a thousand taels of silver in front of Xia Yunmo.
As Beef Soup says, he's a stingy guy.
Xia Yunmo took the silver ticket in his hand, smiled, and said, "It seems that my luck is not bad." ”
No matter who it is, he made a thousand taels of silver at once, and his luck is not bad.
The old pedant who had made the move earlier suddenly sighed and said, "Young man, you are wrong. ”
Xia Yunmo raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, I don't know what I'm doing wrong?" ”
The old pedant said: "Your fault is not that your luck is too good, but that it is too bad." ”
Xia Yunmo said: "Could it be that I won a thousand taels of silver, and my luck is not good?" ”
Before the old scholar could speak, the mustache next to him who slapped the table before said: "You shouldn't have won, but you won, naturally it's very bad." ”
Xia Yunmo said: "Since I shouldn't win, I should lose?" ”
The mustache said, "You deserve to lose, because this is not the place you should be, but you are here." If you don't want to be kicked out, you should try to please the owner of this place and make it happy. ”
Xia Yunmo stroked his hands and smiled: "So I should lose money, lose a lot, so that you won't drive me away, and you will be happy." ”
The mustache said: "That's true, after all, if you go to someone else's house as a guest, it's best to keep a low profile." ”
Sour Xiucai said: "What's more, you are not only a guest, you still want to be an invisible person on this ship, but we are all your predecessors." Whatever your predecessors tell you to do, you'd better do it obediently. ”
Xia Yunmo didn't speak, because what these people said made sense.
However, although he was a guest, he was a villain.
What's more, he doesn't want to be invisible.
He began to look at the people in the gambling house, scanning them one by one, and each one of them was very clear.
Everyone here will become Xia Yunmo's opponent, and he naturally has to be solemn.
Everyone here is a master, but what is really worth noting is except for Gongsun Lan, that is, the three people mentioned in the beef soup.
Old pedant, sour talent, and mustache.
The old pedant was closing his eyes and resting his hands on his knees, like an old man who was old in his old age, as if the previous terrifying finger was not made by him.
But his hands attracted Xia Yunmo's attention.
His hands were thin and sallow, but he had nails more than an inch long, presumably blistered with medicated water, and ten nails were usually rolled up.
But as soon as he flicked his fingers, the nails curled in a circle suddenly stretched straight, crystal white, and shining, like a knife blade.
The white shadow that popped up from the old pedant earlier was his fingernails.
The old pedant's martial arts are all on his hands, and what he cultivates is the "finger knife" that is the same as the "one yang finger" of the former years and Zhang Bianyin's and Huashan's "snap of the fingers".
Sour Xiucai stood at the gambling table and looked at Xia Yunmo coldly, he looked weak and weak, but his breath was long, and his cultivation should be "Mixed Yuan Qigong".
As for the mustache, his hands are slender and white, if Xia Yunmo is not mistaken, it should be the long-lost bone-turning palm in the rivers and lakes.
Except for the three of them, everyone else had cultivated a unique martial art, and most of them were long-lost divine skills in the rivers and lakes.
These people are very powerful, but the little old man on the nameless island is even more unfathomable, because almost all of these people's martial arts are taught by the little old man.
The martial arts that the little old man has learned are so high and so many that it is really unimaginable.
Xia Yunmo glanced at everyone, and finally said lightly: "I know that you have opinions about me, if you have, you might as well say it,"
In the gambling house, everyone stopped, and they waited for Xia Yunmo to continue.
Each of them thinks that they are very good, and think that the so-called masters in the rivers and lakes are just touting each other.
If they are willing, any person can sweep away a large area of martial arts people.
But the person in front of them is Xia Yunmo, they have heard about Xia Yunmo's deeds, even if they are as arrogant as them, they dare not despise it.
Xia Yunmo said again: "You think your martial arts are very high, but unfortunately, in my opinion, they are only vulnerable. ”
"Instead of sitting on the boat and intriguing with you all day long, it is better for me to pack up your clothes today."
After that, Xia Yunmo's eyes shone brightly, and the whole person's momentum became extremely powerful.
Gongsun Lan reminded him that everyone on the boat had bad intentions towards him and wanted to drive him off the ship or even kill him.
You can see it from the poisonous snake in the bed.
In that case, he doesn't need to show mercy to his subordinates.
At this time, Xia Yunmo's eyes were like electricity. Some of the people who were swept by Xia Yunmo's gaze couldn't help but retreat.
The mustache suddenly said coldly: "You said that my martial arts are vulnerable??" ”
Xia Yunmo nodded and said, "That's true." ”
The old scholar also opened his eyes and said, "I heard that you are very famous in the rivers and lakes and are known as the sword master?" ”
Xia Yunmo nodded and said, "That's true." ”
The sour Xiucai who sat in the village said: "Since you are a famous sword master, we are vulnerable and unknown. Then is it fair for these three unknown people to deal with you, a famous sword master? ”
Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "Don't say it's the three of you, even if you twenty-three people shoot together, it's also fair." ”
Sour Xiucai slapped the table and snorted coldly: "The three of us are enough." ”
In an instant, the sour Xiucai, the old pedant, and the mustache had made a lightning move.