MTL - The Human Emperor-Chapter 52 Sword gambling

"of course can."

Moside did not care.

He took the knife from his waist and held the handle in his right hand. He pulled it out. Hey! At the moment when the sword was unsheathed, a cold light came out and circled around the room, and the temperature dropped.

The whole room suddenly became quiet, and Wei Wei suddenly changed his face.

This knife is still worse than what he saw in his father Wei Guogong!

This section of Moside did not lie, his hand is indeed a famous knife. This kind of chill is not comparable to a general sword.

I am afraid that the entire Middle-earth can be compared to the above.

"give!"

Mossert handed the knife over.

"Good knife!"

Wang Chong is also welcome. He took the knife from Mossett and looked at it carefully. After the rebirth, this is the first time he saw the famous knife.

Unlike the Middle Kingdom, the Middle-earth is still a sword, but the big food and the knife seem to admire the knife. Moreover, their knives, the shape and the knives of the Middle-earth are completely different. They are not long, only one foot long, and the blade has a huge arc, just like the curved moon of the sky.

Wang Chong does not know whether this is related to the moon worship of big food and strips.

Mossett’s knife blade is very sharp, and it can be seen that it has been treated with great care and heart. From the casting of this knives, it can be seen that the forging of the swords and strips of the Western countries is indeed very high, and some aspects are much higher than those of the Middle Kingdom.

Hey, Wang Chong’s wrist fluttered, the cold light passed, and the table made of hard small sandalwood immediately fell silently down a corner.

The corner of the table fell to the ground and made a loud noise.

"Good knife!"

Wang Chong praised. Next to it, Wei Wei’s face changed.

Wang Chong held the knife with both hands and danced a circle, and returned the knife with the name of the handle.

"Mr. Moside, it is better to do this. Let's change the rules. If it is the comparison of swords, there should be more rules. If you can win me, how much will my sword cost? How much will I lose you? And if you lose, ... I don't want you to pay the price of a sword, 1200 two gold!"

"Wei Wei, there are people who will provoke in the future, I will not be able to see them one by one. All will follow this rule!"

"Wang Chong!-"

Wei Wei was shocked. This Mossex knife is not a product at first glance. He just wanted to remind Wang Chong not to agree. I did not expect Wang Chong to put forward such strict conditions.

"Ha ha ha, good!"

Moses is overjoyed. No matter what conditions Wang Chong proposes, as long as he promises, 1200 two gold is nothing. Most of the merchants are wealthy, and they are doing business for generations. As long as they can reach their own eyes, this "small money" really doesn't care.

Moreover, Wang Chong’s conditions were obviously beneficial to him. He lost without compensation and won... Moses has not met anyone who can win himself for a long time.

Moside can not win Wang Chong, so he can buy a better sword!

"However, there is one more thing. I can't compare the sword with you now. If you want to compete, you will have to wait until the seventh day!"

Wang Chongdao.

"No problem, little thing!"

Mosideh laughed and didn't care. As long as Wang Chong can agree, what is the wait for seven days:

"Right, I am very curious about one thing. When I came in, I saw a huge iron mountain at your door. I don't know what it is. We have never had such a situation."

"Oh, after seven days, you will naturally know."

Wang Chong smiled and left this sentence, turned and left.

"Right, if you don't mind, before we officially compete, I want to hang my knife on this upstairs, can I?"

Without a few steps, the sound of Moss was suddenly heard behind him, and there was a hint of awkwardness in his voice. In business talks, he came to China to learn more than just to test the sword!

Wang Chong smiled, and sure enough, he was the same as his impression. The swords and merchants of these big foods and sticks would not let go of the opportunity to promote themselves.

However, Mossad did not know that his careful thinking was right for himself.

Wang Chong is eager to do this.

"can!"

Leaving this sentence, Wang Chong broke away from the box.

......

"Wang Chong, you are crazy! Do you know that this will cause a big problem."

Out of the room, Wei Wei hurriedly chased him up, and his temper was ruined.

"According to the price of the sword, do you know how much it is? 2,400! No, it is 4,800! You won the money that you can only earn half of it. If you lose, you have to pay. So much. What do you think?"

"The 90,000 gold of Hyderabad's ore is still not known. The eight thousand seven hundred and two gold in the Eight Gods Pavilion will be delivered in a month. You are now making this again - this is to cause disaster to the family. Yeah!"

Wei Wei was so anxious that his face was red.

Wang Chong tried Moss's knife, and the knife was sharper than the one the father had collected. Wang Chong Ming Ming saw the other side's powerful, but still promised, it is really Wei Wei can not think.

This time, he promised Wang Chong to help him bring the Uzi steel sword to the Qingfeng Building for sale. He also wanted to help the brothers and help him earn some money.

Two people are brothers who grew up together. He can't help without this kind of thing.

However, Wei Wei did not think of such a simple matter, but it would become like this. If you don't get it, Wang Chong will not only make a lot of money, but he will also bring trouble to the Wang family and accompany him with a lot of money.

And he is the accomplice!

For the first time, Wei Wei felt regret!

"...and, what is it to do according to this rule? If there are more than a few such people, do you know how much you have to pay!"

As long as Wei Wei thinks about the rules of Wang Chongli, he will be burned in five.

"Reassured, he can't win!"

Wang Chong faintly said.

"Do you know...what? What did you just say?"

Wei Weidao.

"I said he can't win!"

Wang Chong smiled and repeated again.

Wei Wei looked at Wang Chong and couldn’t speak at once. He was full of anger, and when he heard this, all the anger was leaked.

"He can't win?"

Wei Wei can't believe it. The sharpness of the knife, he just saw it in the box.

"Ok."

Wang Chong faintly said that there is self-confidence in his expression. This is self-confidence and confidence in the Uzi steel sword!

Wei Wei suddenly stayed. There are a thousand words in his heart, but in the face of Wang Chong’s domineering and arrogant words, he can’t say it at once.

He didn't know where Wang Chong came from such a big confidence. He dared to boast that he would definitely win.

Mossett's handle knife is a personal experience, but it is a real top knife, suffocating, sharp and heart-rending.

Just take a look, I am afraid I will have a nightmare at night!

The reason why he always wanted to remind Wang Chong to push it off is also the reason. Although Wang Chong’s sword is good, but to be honest, Wei Wei has no heart at all.

"Can you really win?"

Wei Wei hesitated.

"of course."

Wang Chong show Yan Yixiao, full of confidence.

He was not a fool. When he had just taken over the scimitar, he deliberately tried it, and quietly knocked it with a little finger on the tip of the blade.

The other's famous knife is really sharp, but the blade steel is a good thing, not even the Shanghai De Laba ore. Moreover, the three techniques of casting a sword, the other party only eats one or two at most.

From this point, Wang Chong can judge that the sword-making masters of black clothes and sticks are afraid of a lot of gaps with themselves.

At least for a few years, they are absolutely impossible to catch up.

With such a process, it is absolutely impossible to match your own Uzi steel weapons.

"I believe you!"

Wei Wei was defeated. I don't know why, every time I think that Wang Chong's approach is wrong, but seeing his kind of self-confidence, Wei Wei can't say anything against it, and he is always easily convinced.

"But you don't need to push the money out. The gambling should be equal. These merchants have money anyway. What are you polite with them, and let him lose thousands of dollars directly? Isn't it better?"

Wei Wei remembered the last thing and couldn't help but complain.

"Do not worry, I know what I am doing. This is called a small blog, throwing bricks to attract jade..."

Wang Chong took a shot of Wei Wei's shoulder. He is not stupid, but has a bigger plot. Thousands of gold can't be rich, and only a few thousand gold in Mossett can't make a fortune.

As long as the market for Uzbek weapons can be done, the wealth that Wang Chong can earn is comparable to that of a sword and bat.

"I am leaving! The things here are handed over to you. Wei Wei, remember, if there is such a thing in the future, do it according to today's situation."

Wang Chong said that he greeted two poisonous scorpions who were drinking tea outside, and then left.

Qing Chonglou sells swords. Wang Chong does not want to let too many people know. As for Mossett, this sword-stricken businessman even said that the language of Zhongtu is unfavorable, and where does he know who he is.

Wang Chong left his forefoot, and the price on the back of the Qingfenglou door doubled and became four thousand eight hundred and two. And Mossett’s knives also hang on the door of Qingfenglou.

This is the first time in three days. For the first time, there are other swords hanging on Qingfenglou.

And from the perspective of the shape of the weapon, this is not even the sword of the Middle Kingdom, but an authentic sword!

This novel change almost immediately attracted the attention of everyone.

When the contents of Wang Chong and Moside's swords and gambling were exposed, the whole thing caused a sensation that even Wang Chong unexpectedly expected.

"The first sword in the world", "the first confrontation between the Chinese soil and the branch, the sword of the big food", "the first sword of the Tang Dynasty", all kinds of news of all kinds are flying.

There are a lot of people in the Middle Kingdom, and there are a lot of big food merchants, but everyone is sticking to the rules. The confrontation of such East and West weapons is the first time in Datang.

The whole thing immediately caused a lot of attention!

"Hey! A guy who doesn't know where to come, can he also represent the Datang sword?"

The news reached several great sword-making families, and Cheng Jia was the first to sit still. On the surface of several great sword-making families, everyone is arrogant, but in private, everyone is holding a breath, wanting to surpass other sword-making families and compete for the title of "the first sword in the world."

It’s just that no one thought that this time, he would be taken over by an unnamed “unknown person”.

In the case of Qingfenglou, several great sword-making families have unified their positions. This kind of insignificant little thing does not have to be taken care of. But now everything is suddenly completely different.

Regardless of whether the guy in Qingfenglou is willing or not, this matter has been passed out, and he has already been crowned with the title of “the first sword in the world” representing the entire Middle-earth Shenzhou. This is something that several major families cannot tolerate. .