I became the number one in fairyland by playing with sand

"……mora?"

Everyone was taken aback.

The boxing game was born very early and has existed since ancient times.

It is more used for drinking orders on the wine table, but it is extremely universal.Even in ancient times, it is a game that everyone knows.

According to the memory of the original owner, the boxing game in this world is highly similar to the modern reality.It also started as rock-paper-scissors, but it was called "bag", "scissor" and "hammer".

It is a well-known game, although it seems a bit unrefined.

Everyone thought that Kong Fan would not agree, but they laughed twice.

"Okay." Kong Fan said. "As expected of a person who came out of the mountains, it turns out that these things are what you are good at on weekdays. But it doesn't matter. Only by defeating you in the things you are good at can you see your ability and return home as soon as possible."

For some reason, there was a flash of confidence in his eyes.

Even Lin Mian didn't know why.

But he ignored the sarcasm in his words, and said softly: "I will win."

Kong Fan smiled.The owner of the house also laughed.

"Okay, let's start. According to the rules that ordinary country people are willing to use, how about six wins in eleven games?"

Lin Mian: "Yes."

Everyone in Yan Yemen's family was terrified.

They exchanged worried glances and whispered to each other.

"This...is it really better..."

"It's said that it's better to compare, so it's true."

"But look at that Kong Fan's face is so confident, I don't know if there is any way..."

"Isn't this a game of luck? Maybe our new kid is really lucky."

"This is not just a game of luck. According to human psychology and mathematical logic, there are actually probabilities to follow."

--indeed.For experts in the game of guessing boxing, the probability of winning can be greatly increased by guessing the opponent's thoughts.

The people from Yan Yemen looked at it, and no matter how they looked at it, they didn't think that Lin Mian was a scheming character.

Kong Fan stepped in front of Lin Mian, swinging his thin forearm.

"Well, let's begin—"

"it is good."

Surrounded by a circle, even the few passers-by who passed by were attracted by the somewhat absurd competition and came over.

"Hey, look, what's going on over there—"

"Why are you guessing at the entrance of the Xiange, hahaha, it's strange enough."

"It seems that Yan Ye and Beishan's new disciple are fighting."

"Go—let's go and see."

Lin Mian exchanged a series of passwords with Kong Fan, and then punched.

Kong Fan's 'hammer'.

'Shear' by Lin Mian.

Kong Fan won.

The Yan Ye people who were watching suddenly burst into mourning.

"Ah, I lost!"

"It's okay, it's just a handful, there are so many, don't put pressure on the younger brother."

As a result, the second round-lost again.

Kong Fan is the scissors, while Lin Mian is the bag.

Then, another three rounds in a row.

The people of Yan Yemen are all bad.

At this time, Yan Ye Daosheng who was watching suddenly saw something and rushed between the two.

Daosheng said: "Wait, stop guessing, he cheated!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard it.

The owner of the house suddenly turned black: "Zhang Yan, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Yan looked in the direction of the master of the room: "You use the mind-peeping technique to calculate the answer of my disciples, and then tell your disciples, this is already cheating."

Pointing to the ground, he continued to explain: "Look, there are traces under the hall master's feet. He himself saw Lin Mian's thoughts with his mind-peeping technique, and then told his disciples, this is already cheating!"

On the ground, there was a shallow fan-shaped mark on the front of Fang Dianzhu's shoe.

Peeping the mind is a very advanced mind method.You can see what you are thinking right now.Although the human heart is inherently complicated, if there are questions, it is easy to grasp a clearer thought from some vague thoughts.

The onlookers were all upset.

"Cheating!"

"Too despicable."

"Beishan people are really shameless!"

The owner of the house blushed suddenly, then roared, and argued: "What does the immortal family rely on to win without relying on immortal skills? This is a natural thing—!"

Everyone is still not convinced.

"Don't quarrel. I said don't quarrel. Otherwise, you will all be arrested and sent to the Temple of Discipline!" he shouted.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's voices were suppressed.

For most people, the Temple of Precepts is the most terrifying place in the entire Laixi Academy.

It's not easy for Yan Yeren to say anything, so Lin Mian should stop comparing.

But Lin Mian shook his head.

"Wait, it's not over yet."

——Obviously the score is already five to zero.

Everyone was puzzled.

Someone said: "Don't compare with them, they are deceitful, they can't count at all."

Others persuaded: "One more point and they will win. Even if you don't use this method, they can still win you."

There was also a quarrel from Beishan's disciples: "The Immortal family is going to use the immortal method to compete, do you think it's the foolish people in the market who are fighting?"

"If you want to use the immortal method, it is also my own immortal method, and this is not my own." Not daring to say that the palace master himself cheated, Yan Yemen had no choice but to shout.

There was a lot of noise on both sides.

However, the two people in the middle of the competition made gestures again.Phase two stations.

At this moment, everyone calmed down, and looked at the house master with displeasure in their eyes.

No matter how unreasonable the palace master is, he will not do such a thing if he continues to cheat.Arms folded and face turned to one side.

So the competition continued like this.

In the sixth game, Lin Mian hammered and Kong Fan cut.

Lin Mian won.

The onlookers gasped and cheered: "Look, we can win if we don't cheat."

"Xiao Mian, come on!"

In the seventh game, Lin Mianbao and Kong Fan hammered.

"Win again!"

"It's because our little Mian has a good character."

In the eighth game, Lin Mianjian and Kong Fanbao.

In the ninth game, Lin Mianjian and Kong Fanbao.

……

There wasn't even a match in the next round, and Lin Mian won until the tenth round.

The faces of the onlookers changed from surprise to disbelief.

"This kid is really strong."

"What kind of lucky baby is this!"

When it came to the No.11 tiebreaker, Lin Mian still looked relaxed, but Kong Fan's face was ashen.

This... how is this possible?

Kong Fan felt cold, and then changed his mind.

Although the master said that with his current cultivation base, he can't use advanced exercises such as the mind-peeping technique...otherwise there is a risk of blindness...

But at this juncture, if you don't have to—lose, it would be too ugly.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he felt dizzy in his brain.But when he opened his eyes, they turned scarlet.

—he did it.

On the opposite side, Lin Mian's raised hand was slightly slowed down.

When he saw the person across from him snickering... the shallow sand on the ground changed.

When he walked across the bridge in the morning, he realized that he could also use sand divination in this world.And more flexible, it can be used almost anytime and anywhere.

But just changed the location, so it will take a little more time to build the sand table.That's why he lost a few games.

Now that the sand table is built, the punches that Kong Fan will throw in each round have been displayed in a faint image.

But at this moment, another change occurred.

At the position where the result of the last round was, the sand was originally a small circle—but now it flows gently, with two sharp corners protruding.

Seeing this, Lin Mian slightly curled the corner of her mouth.

Mind-peeping predicts current thinking.

But his sand table predicts the future.

His name is: "Kong Fan."

The man raised his scarlet eyes, which were bloodshot.

Lin Mian said calmly, "You lost."

Once the password was passed, the two punched.

Lin Mian hammered, Kong Fan scissored.

Lin Mian won.

game over.

The atmosphere froze for a while, and after a long time, everyone in the audience screamed in shock.

It wasn't such a big victory in the first place, but for some reason, everyone in Yan Ye's family was so happy that they wanted to dance.

"Okay, good job!"

"This little disciple really has two strokes!"

"Hahahaha, this is the strength of the disciples of Beishanmen, it is really extraordinary."

"You can't win even if you cheat, hahaha."

Amidst the people's taunts, Kong Fan's eyes trembled, and a fierce light appeared on his face.

He has practiced Taoism for many years, and because of his family's reputation, he has always been valued by the immortals.

Everyone praised him, but no one had ever really contradicted him—he lived so arrogantly for 15 years, and never encountered such a shameful thing.

His face instantly turned from white to red.

He leaned over the pair of blood-red long eyes, and Fang Dianzhu was right behind him.

Even if he did something that did not comply with the rules, the Palace Master would definitely be able to guard himself.

Can't think of that much anymore.

In a blink of an eye, green air rose from Kong Fan's hand, as if a snake transformed from smoke emerged from his palm.

He made two steps in three steps, and grabbed Lin Mian——

Click.

His hand is broken.

Yu Qingsui appeared.

No one knew when and where he came from, and he had already appeared between the two of them like a gust of wind.

He stood in front of Lin Mian, holding Kong Fan's arm with one hand.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the evil spirit emanating from Kong Fan's palm.

Refining snake palm.

A trace of coldness flashed in Yu Qingsui's eyes.

He let go of his hand, and slapped the back of Kong Fan's neck with his palm.

Kong Fan's expression froze suddenly, and the scream that was originally due to the pain in his arm suddenly became mute and silent.

—he fell to his knees.

Blood gushed out of his mouth and spat all over the floor.

Everyone was dumbfounded seeing this scene.

Lin Mian is the same.

"Yu Qingsui! What are you doing!"

A moment later, the owner of the house hall shouted angrily and broke the silence.He rushed this way.

Yu Qingsui took Lin Mian's arm and pushed him behind.

Lin Mian leaned against his senior brother's back.

——The back is straight, but the waist is very thin.

Yu Qingsui pushed Kong Fan out with a merciless palm. The Hall Master, who had come over with his fist raised, lost his mind for a moment, and turned to catch the disciple.

The owner of the house took Kong Fan, and he supported the owner of the room while blood was dripping from his lapel, and said sadly: "I, I, why do I seem to be invisible, I—"

He used the magic eye first, then threw the evil fist, and was knocked down by Yu Qingsui again. The blood in his body was disordered, so he lost his sight for a while.

The owner of the house suddenly burst into anger.

"Yu Qingsui! You dare to hurt our Beishan people, you——reverse you—"

He wanted to come over, but Yu Qingsui remained unmoved.

"Hall Master, you have been here for so many years, don't you know that the rules here are that although disciples can challenge each other's martial arts, they must be in the training hall. Taboo."

The master of the house shouted: "In the matter between the disciples, he made a mistake and some people punished him. When will you intervene?"

Yu Qingsui raised her eyes slightly: "It's the person I brought back who was hurt. You can't ignore it. You should be very clear about this."

He looked coldly at the house master who was holding Kong Fan.

It was the moment when the swords were on the verge of being on the verge of death——

Suddenly someone pushed the door of Ziling Immortal Pavilion and came out.

Although it is a male voice, but the voice is thin and melodious, quite like the father-in-law in a costume drama.

"What time is it, why are there still disciples not here?"

A slightly chubby Taoist who looked a bit like a beckoning cat came out of the door.

Turn the eyes that are as thin as lines to the left and right, and you will know what is going on.

"—Fang Zhuangcheng, stop it!"

The author says:

The only thing good guys and bad guys have in common is that they are more protective