Carrying the shark muscle and breaking through the leaves

Chapter 303 The Unexpected [Sekiro] Oni Lu

The sound of flushing the toilet sounded, Lu Xiaoduan washed his hands at the faucet at the door, and looked at Wu Tian who was leaning against the corner of the wall, sighing constantly with his face pressed against the wall.

"Don't be such a bitch, you haven't fought yet, what are you afraid of?"

Lu Xiaoduan wiped his hands and patted Takeda on the shoulder.

Although Wutian has a bad temper, he is just a coward, who dares to be more rubbish than himself.

Regarding Tai Yishu's insulting behavior just now, even if he was angry, he only dared to curse in a low voice, and didn't dare to do anything at all, because he was afraid that he would be beaten into a sieve.

"Oh, I really can't lift my head now." Wutian sighed, and looked at Lu Xiaoduan with a look like "Baidicheng Tuogu", "It's really all up to you! Can you do it?"

"Let me try……"

"Oh……"

Takeda continued to be depressed.

After all, I can't use ninjutsu, so I really don't dare to be too arrogant when I compete with samurai. What if I am cut off by an expert?
Lu Xiaoduan thought cautiously.When he was partnering with Itachi before, he was often advised by Itachi: "Be careful".This time he finally remembered.

At this moment, a "Dong Dong" bell rang outside, and Lu Xiaoduan and Wu Tian looked out together.

"It seems that the opponent is going to be drawn, we have to go there quickly." Wu Tian said, and hurriedly brought Lu Xiaoduan to the judging platform.

on the judging stand.

The number of samurai present should be about [-]. In this case, there should only be about [-] auditions.

Because the arena is limited, only six people can participate in the "World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association" on Lone Wolf Mountain.

So out of the thirty warriors now, only six can be recommended to participate in the competition, and all the others have no chance with the Budokai!

Lu Xiaoduan looked around at the surrounding warriors, and found that their attires were really ever-changing, and everyone had frighteningly cold expressions on their faces.

For some unknown reason, Takeda also participated in the fight. At the beginning, he was obviously very reluctant to participate, but for some reason, he suddenly changed his mind.

Fortunately, there were not many people participating in the fighting competition, and the organizers hoped to have a few more warriors for the competition.

"When the draw is over, if you draw a group with me, I will surrender immediately. This way you can fight fewer difficult enemies." Takeda whispered to Lu Xiaoduan.

Lu Xiaoduan looked at him in surprise, thinking, the probability of one in [-] is too small, how could he get it.

result……

"Sekiro Lu: No. 9!"

"Shachi Takeda: Number 10!"

Lu Xiaoduan: "..."

There is such an operation? ! !

"Great! Remember to win!" Takeda said excitedly, stood up directly, put the number ball in his hand back into the lottery tube, and looked at the people in the audience.

Lu Xiaoduan looked at him speechlessly.

"I'm sorry, everyone! I ate too much watermelon this morning, and I had diarrhea! I can't fight anymore! So I abstain!" Takeda said loudly, and the audience booed.

"How can there be such a thing!"

"Isn't this fooling us?!"

"Trash Takeda! Get out!"

……

Even though he was scolded by many people, Takeda still smiled. He had no intention of participating in the competition.

"Also! This is my friend! Sekiro Lu, super powerful! Everyone bets on him!" Takeda introduced Lu Xiaoduan to the audience with a smile.

Lu Xiaoduan looked bewildered.

The eyes of the audience shifted to Lu Xiaoduan.

stunned for a moment.

Seeing Lu Xiaoduan's "wretched" face, a disgusted expression appeared on his face.

"Go to hell! Idiot Takeda!"

"What rubbish Lu, Takeda's friend? Cowardly friend?"

"Fuck off, it's annoying to see that frustrating! It's a fool who poured money on him!"

Takeda smiled awkwardly, why did he seem to have pissed Gui Lu together...

Lu Xiaoduan sighed helplessly.

"It's fine, it's fine, Takeda. If you retire, get out." Taichi said impatiently, "There's so much nonsense."

"9494." A warrior next to him echoed.

Takeda looked at them timidly.

"You must fight for me, little brother!" Takeda looked at Lu Xiaoduan almost pleadingly, "I really believe in your sword skills!"

"I'll try." Lu Xiaoduan still said the same thing.

Takeda left the arena dejectedly and returned to the auditorium.

In the auditorium, Fumo Juyuansuke was still studying sword skills, and didn't pay attention to what happened on the field at all.

Since it is a competition, there must be a "bet".

The speculators would not miss such a good opportunity to make a fortune, so they set up a betting chip next to the entrance of the ring.

Viewers can gamble by betting on the samurai, and have fun with it, and even gamble huge amounts of money.

Many people enjoy it every year.

Takeda has the highest odds, followed by "Ghost Lu", and the odds are all frighteningly high.

That is to say, if you bet Lu Xiaoduan 100 yuan before the game, according to this odds calculation, after the game, not only will you lose all your money, but you will have to kneel on the washboard when you go home so.

But even so, Wutian still put all his belongings on Lu Xiaoduan.

Because he firmly believed that Lu Xiaoduan's poke could beat him, a low-level warrior, with a broom, and his strength would naturally be not much different from that of a mid-level warrior, Tai Yishu, right?
"What's more, he is from the Zhatian Gang, so he must have some strange tricks..." Takeda beeped softly, trying to persuade himself to believe in Guilu.

but……

"Ahhh! This is all my belongings! Please return it to me!" Takeda cried while hugging the chip seller with snot and tears in his arms, refusing to let go.

"Oh, you make it hard for me to do this!" The man sighed helplessly while shaking Takeda, "There will be no refunds or exchanges at the beginning of the game. This is a rule. Don't pester me anymore, okay?! I remember repeatedly I advised you..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

******
Lu Xiaoduan didn't know that he was already looked down upon by everyone, and he was still holding his severed beheading knife, frowning.

"This knife... it's a bit embarrassing to take it out..."

Lu Xiaoduan said in embarrassment, but the other six knives, including the Shark Muscle, had even more bizarre shapes than this one.

"The next samurai to appear on the stage is Sekiro Guilu, who was automatically promoted after being abstained from the opponent earlier!"

The radio seemed to be calling him, but in desperation, Lu Xiaoduan had no choice but to put away the beheading knife first, and was ready to go on stage.

He waited here for nearly half a day, and finally it was his turn.

"It's just... what should I do if I don't have a knife?" Lu Xiaoduan said distressedly, "If Wutian hasn't abstained, maybe he can help find a knife. Now..."

His eyes turned to the long table in the waiting room.

A few minutes later, the long-legged table with one of its legs sawn off fell obliquely on the ground, and on it was a gold coupon that could buy two hundred long-legged tables.

Lu Xiaoduan finally boarded the ring.

(End of this chapter)