One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 128 This is how the "Chaotic Golden Clapper" is used.

Two o'clock in the afternoon, in the center of the training ground.

The arena, which was originally used for martial arts competitions, has now been cleaned up completely.

Only a square table remained, standing alone in the middle.

But this table is unusual.

It was made of pure steel, with the legs welded to the ring to prevent anyone from flipping the table (although it was later proven to be of little use).

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

Tian Jinzhong sat high on the referee's bench, holding a megaphone, his voice brimming with passion:

"The exciting moment has arrived!"

"This is a battle of wits! This is a contest of luck! This is... the pinnacle of shamelessness!"

"Please, our four contestants, take your seats!"

East: Su Wuxian.

He still looked languid, twirling two walnuts he'd swiped from Tian Jinzhong in his hand, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

The south is the direction of the king.

Master Wang looked utterly miserable, holding a thermos in his hand, making hand gestures, and muttering incantations: "Nothing is auspicious, nothing is auspicious..."

The western position: Zhuge Qing.

He pushed up his glasses, squinted, and held a folding fan in his hand, looking confident and composed.

For a warlock, card counting is a fundamental skill.

North direction: Lu Jin.

Grandpa Lu has the strongest aura.

He took off his coat, leaving only a training vest, revealing his well-built muscles.

His white hair stood on end, his eyes were like lightning, and he stared intently at the card table, as if the person sitting opposite him was not a fellow card player, but his father's murderer.

"Ahem, let me announce the rules."

Tian Jinzhong shouted loudly:

"This project is called—Mahjong Triathlon!"

Rule 1: The basic strategy is to fight to the bitter end, just like in Sichuan.

"Rule Two: Cheating is allowed. As long as you're not caught red-handed on the wrist, or you can prove you didn't cheat by force, it's valid!"

"Rule Three: Violence is permitted. When playing a card, you may imbue it with any kind of Qi. If the next player cannot catch the card, or dares not pong it, then they are not allowed to eat, pong, or win!"

"Did you understand???"

"Whoosh—"

The audience was stunned.

Zhang Chulan wiped away a cold sweat:

"This is way too hardcore! This isn't just playing cards, this is risking your life!"

Feng Baobao squatted down beside her, her eyes shining: "I want to play! This looks more interesting than burying people."

"Now I declare the first match open!"

At the card table.

"Splash..."

The sound of shuffling the cards rang out.

Four pairs of hands moved rapidly across the table, creating dazzling afterimages.

"Cards!"

Four neat "Great Walls" instantly stood up.

"I'm the dealer this round!"

Su Wuxian threw out the dice, glanced at the numbers, smiled slightly, and began to draw cards.

The game had just begun, and the atmosphere was fairly harmonious.

Until... it was Lu Jin's turn to play.

Grandpa Lu frowned deeply as he looked at the bad hand of cards in his hand.

He hesitated for a long time before drawing a "get rich" card.

But he didn't shoot directly.

"snort!"

Lu Jin snorted coldly, and the white Qi around his body instantly erupted.

"Triple Rebirth - Unlocked!"

His hand holding the mahjong tile instantly became translucent, like white jade. A terrifying surge of energy was forcibly compressed onto that small mahjong tile.

The "Get Rich" sign was emitting a blinding white light, like a grenade about to explode.

"Su Wuxian! Let's see if you dare touch this one!"

"Smack!!!"

Lu Jin slammed the cards down on the table.

Boom—

The steel table trembled violently, and the mahjong tile actually smashed a deep dent into the surface!

"Holy crap! Senior Lu, are you playing cards or blowing up a bunker?!"

Su Wuxian, sitting to the left, twitched his eyelids.

If an ordinary supernatural being dared to touch the Qi attached to this card, their hand would be shattered!

"bump!"

Su Wuxian grinned, showing no fear whatsoever, but rather becoming intrigued.

He held up two fingers.

"The Six Treasures Immortal Thief - Gluttony!"

A tiny suction vortex is generated at the fingertips.

The moment his fingers touched the glowing mahjong tile, the violent energy that Lu Jin had attached to it vanished like a mud ox entering the sea, instantly absorbed completely by Su Wuxian.

"Burp~"

Su Wuxian let out a small burp and took the cards back:

"Thanks, Lao Lu. I was just wondering why I hadn't tried it. This flavor... is quite strong."

Lu Jin: "..."

His face turned green.

The Qi that I painstakingly accumulated has become someone else's snack?

"It's my turn."

Su Wuxian played a card and then looked at the player to his left, Wang Ye.

Wang Ye was staring at his cards, looking worried.

You only need one more two of bamboo to complete your winning hand.

He looked up at the discard pile and saw that three of the two of bamboo tiles had already been discarded, leaving only one tile left.

"Hopeless? No, I am a descendant of Feng Hou Qi Men, I am in charge of my own destiny."

Wang Ye lightly stomped his foot.

An invisible Bagua formation instantly covered the entire table.

"The clapper of the chaotic gong!"

hum-

In Wang Ye's vision, everything around him slowed down.

Lu Jin's beard stopped shaking, Zhuge Qing's hand, which was waving a fan, froze in mid-air, and Su Wuxian's blinking motion also slowed down.

"hey-hey."

Wang Ye gave a wicked smile.

He quickly reached out and picked up a card from the wall of cards in front of Zhuge Qing. He looked at it and realized it wasn't a two of bamboo.

They changed it again, but it's still not the same.

Change again...

He picked out everyone's cards like he was choosing a watermelon in a supermarket, and finally found a two of bamboo.

Then he quickly replaced a useless card in his hand.

"untie!"

Time resumed its flow.

Wang Ye casually picked up a card, which was actually the one he had just changed numbers on, and then slammed his hand on the table:

"Self-draw! Pure suit! Pay up!"

"etc!"

Zhuge Qing suddenly pressed down on Wang Ye's hand with his folding fan, his eyes narrowing into slits, gleaming with wisdom:

"Old Wang, something's not right, is it?"

"I was using 'Listen to the Wind' to monitor the entire scene."

"Although I didn't see you move, I heard... the sound of air moving."

"and……"

Zhuge Qing pointed to the wall of cards in front of him:

"This stack of cards was clearly two millimeters taller than that stack a moment ago, so why is it shorter now?"

"Uh..." Wang Ye broke out in a cold sweat.

Is that squinty-eyed microscope that came to life?

You can see it even at two millimeters?

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence! I'll sue you for defamation!" Wang Ye stubbornly refused to admit it.

"evidence?"

Zhuge Qing smiled.

"The character '巽' (Xun) - Wind Rope!"

Several invisible wind ropes suddenly wrapped around Wang Ye's wrist, and then Zhuge Qing slowly drew a card.

"I've done the calculations, and this is the card you were supposed to draw, right?"

Zhuge Qing gracefully fanned himself with his fan:

"Old Wang, you got caught cheating. According to the rules... you have to compensate all three families this time."

"Damn it! Zhuge the Fox! You're playing dirty tricks!"

Wang Ye panicked, unleashing a burst of Tai Chi energy that shattered the wind rope, and then countered with a Tai Chi push-hand strike towards Zhuge Qing:

"I refuse to accept this! Let's have a match!"

(Happy New Year everyone! This is Lunar New Year's Eve! Only one update today, I really don't have time to write...)