I really am a fortune teller

The referee was quite fashionable, wearing a black earring on his left ear, which looked very nice.

The referee glanced at Wei Chen and said calmly, "The other contestant hasn't arrived yet. Please wait."

Wei Chen naturally stood still and didn't move. Not long after, a fat man who looked very honest walked in from the door. The fat man was wearing a red hoodie and jeans. Because he was so fat, the jeans looked like they were about to burst open.

And if you're that fat, please don't wear ripped jeans, okay? You looked like a Shuanghui sausage back then.

Wei Chen silently complained in his heart, but little did he know that the other person was also complaining about him.

Guo Chunsheng glanced at Wei Chen again, thinking, "Could this be the legendary good-for-nothing of the Wei family? It's already bizarre enough that a fortune teller dares to go on stage, but now, there's actually a good-for-nothing who dares to go on stage?"

As expected, Lin Xueyao's charm is truly great. Ever since this good-for-nothing broke off his engagement with Lin Xueyao, he has been unwilling to accept it. But what's the use of being unwilling? This world is one where the strong are respected.

Guo Chunsheng sized up Wei Chen, his eyes filled with blatant provocation and impatience.

The time hasn't come yet, so neither of them can play.

Guo Chunsheng smiled, licked his lips, and then looked at Wei Chen and said, "Since we're both so bored right now, how about we make a bet?"

Wei Chen rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Not in the mood."

"Don't say that," Guo Chunsheng said with a smile. "I heard you're a fortune teller. Why don't you tell us who will win? Oh, right, I just remembered that fortune tellers aren't supposed to tell their own fortunes, so your fortune telling is completely useless, isn't it?"

Wei Chen simply used a divine prophecy to try and guess the other party's identity.

After asking around for a long time, I still couldn't get a clear answer.

The other party is not a Taoist priest, not a fortune teller, not a feng shui master, not a talisman master, and not a shaman. So what kind of person is he?

Wei Chen didn't want to pay attention to the fat man, so he didn't bother to say anything.

But the time hadn't come yet, and the fat man was so bored that he pulled Wei Chen aside and said, "I heard that you and Lin Xueyao were originally engaged, but because you became useless, Lin Xueyao dumped you. In this situation, why don't you just find another woman instead of hanging yourself on one tree?"

Wei Chen suppressed his anger and said through gritted teeth, "None of your business."

The fat man looked at Wei Chen with a smile: "Don't be like that, we're just discussing it, don't be angry."

Wei Chen didn't want to talk anymore.

The fat guy kept babbling on and on, and even the referee found it boring. When the time was up, he pushed the two of them onto the ring.

The ring is similar to a boxing ring, but much larger, almost half the size of a football field.

The fat man looked at Wei Chen from afar and said with a smile, "Wei Chen, I don't want to deceive you, but you have no chance of winning against me. I'm not one of those trash you usually meet."

Wei Chen rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Then hurry up, don't keep me waiting."

The fat man's expression changed: "It's nothing serious. Where do you get the confidence to be so presumptuous in front of me? So what if you signed a marriage contract with Lin Xueyao? Do you still think you're the Wei family genius from back then, that even your own family doesn't want you anymore?"

After saying that, the fat man suddenly took a deep breath and swallowed it.

Wei Chen looked at the fat man with a puzzled expression.

The reason he didn't make the first move was that he wanted to see what this fat guy did for a living.

He asked the system for a long time, but still couldn't find out the fat man's profession.

After the fat man took a breath, his skin and flesh rippled like waves.

Wei Chen was dumbfounded.

What's going on? Could the other party be a cultivator?

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Wrong again. What exactly is that thing? Should we just unleash a palm strike before the opponent makes a move?

Wei Chen felt that this was the most reliable way, so as to avoid listening to the fat man's rambling.

Thinking this, Wei Chen immediately put it into action. He waved his hand, did nothing, and didn't even chant a spell. Then, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl suddenly appeared on the competition field and struck straight down from mid-air.

"Ouch!" the fat man screamed in pain.

When the lightning struck the fat man, even his bones were clearly visible.

At the same time, Wei Chen could also see that there was a thick, strange substance on the fat man's body. This substance was like fat, covering the fat man's entire body and enveloping him completely.

The fat that keeps rolling and shaking on the fat man's body is actually just fat.

But what exactly is this thing?

At least Wei Chen had never seen it before.

Just then, something surprising happened to Wei Chen.

Suddenly, the fat-like substance on the fat man's body fell to the ground.

It was one thing for it to fall to the ground, but these fat-like substances spread rapidly, like black powder.

At this moment, Wei Chen finally understood and came over: "So this fat guy is actually a Gu practitioner?"

Gu, or poison, is generally only found in Miao areas, and usually only women raise it.

This is because the yin energy in a woman's body and the yin energy in a Gu worm are combined. When a woman raises a Gu worm, she can not only raise the Gu worm exceptionally well, but also cause some healthier changes in her body.

But men are different. Men have too much yang energy, and if they were to feed the Gu with their own bodies, it would cause a backlash and lead to a short life. So generally speaking, Gu masters in Miao areas would never take men as apprentices. Firstly, they would die young, usually before the age of 40, and secondly, the Gu worms they produced would not be of good quality.

When Wei Chen saw the fat man just now, he didn't even think about the ancient city.

This cannot be blamed on Wei Chen.

After all, this kind of thing is a matter of custom and convention.

Who knew this fat guy would be such a pervert?

The fat man fell to the ground, looking at Wei Chen angrily and said, "You people from the Yin-Yang Clan are disgusting. If you're not strong enough, you use talismans. That's cheating."

The fat man had no idea how Wei Chen's palm strike had come about, but he subconsciously assumed that Wei Chen had used a talisman, which was why he was so angry.

Wei Chen didn't want to explain at all, and he was too lazy to listen to the fat man's nonsense. Without saying a word, he waved his hand again, and a bolt of lightning the thickness of a thumb struck down again, this time hitting the black insects.