The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 1137 Fiasco
Hearing what Xun Tianhai said, Xia Xin became emotional, and said very nervously: "But, I'm not sure how to convince our temple master... The temple master doesn't seem to like to associate with the Taoist Association."

Xun Tianhai was silent for a moment, and said: "You just need to bring what I just said to the temple master. If the temple master listens to those words and is still unwilling to participate, you can call the temple master and I will chat with her."

This is not difficult.

Xia Xin agreed, "Okay, I understand, then I will talk to the master later."

Xun Tianhai thanked him and told Xia Xin to notify him as soon as possible if there was any movement.

Xia Xin hung up the phone, glanced at the door that was about to be closed, and didn't bother him immediately.

He thought for a while, turned around and went to the side hall, and asked Master Wu something about Dabi.

Fu Er died early and didn't have much research on Dabi.

Master Wu happened to know a few.

"Is it the Huaguo Sangguo Grand Competition every three years?" Master Wu asked after hearing Xia Xin's words.

Xia Xin nodded, "Master Wu, have you heard of it?"

Master Wu was holding a piece of watermelon, which he bought in the morning, and was sharing it with Fu Er.

Hearing what Xia Xin said, he took a bite of the watermelon and said, "Of course I've heard of this. Although I'm a casual cultivator and haven't been included in any list, this matter is considered a place in the Taoist world of Huaguo. It is a rare grand event, those of us who are not on the list will also rush to observe and study after hearing the news, I have been to the big competition three years ago."

Xia Xinyi regained his energy when he heard that, moved the small bench, sat down in front of Master Wu, and said, "Did you participate in the competition that year?"

Master Wu ate the watermelon and shook his head vaguely, "No, I was going to be a spectator, but speaking of it...that year was a disastrous failure."

Fu Er also regained his spirits, "A fiasco? What should I say?"

Master Wu said: "You don't know, do you? That year, the monks from the Hua Kingdom and the Onmyoji from the Sang Kingdom lost terribly, winning two out of three games. If you lose, at least two to one, right? In the end, who would have thought that someone shaved his head, three to zero, and he won all."

Fu Er frowned, "Two wins in three rounds, won't the second round be the winner? Why is it better than the third round?"

Master Wu clicked his tongue, "Why don't you say that the people of Sang Country are shameless! They are bad because the second round was originally a match point. If they win, there is no need to compete with the third round, but they seem to want to humiliate We seem to insist on the third game. Once we win the second game, we will directly fight, saying that the third game will be won or lost. If we win the third game, then the first two games will be counted as our wins. Now, if we admit defeat, they don't care, anyway, if we compare or not, we will definitely lose."

Saying this is purely insulting.

If they don't agree, they are really spineless, shameless and skinless.

Master Qu Lin was the president at that time.

Master Wu was on the viewing platform, watching Master Qu Lin and some elders from the association, discussing there.

After a while, probably after thinking about it for a long time, I agreed to say that everything was better than the third game.

Don't steam steamed buns to fight for breath, don't let others think they are easy to bully, and win without fighting.

Even if it is a game that must be lost, you must try hard.

later on...

The third game was still a disastrous defeat.

"You also lost the third round?" Xia Xin was a little surprised, "You didn't win even one round, what's the comparison?"

Master Wu said: "At that time, the first game was like looking at the physiognomy. I can't remember the rules clearly. The second game was to break the ground and bind the spirit, and the third game was to break the formation."

(End of this chapter)