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#388 - Chapter 388 Xiao Shiwu's Request

Seeing the inexplicable smile on Xiao Shiwu's face, Qi Jing thought: "Why even test my natal magic treasure?"

I'm afraid it would exhaust the black gun's source power without producing any effect.

"Should I give it a try?"

"Try it, what's there to be afraid of?"

Although he didn't know why Xiao Shiwu knew he also had a natal magic treasure, Qi Jing felt that this guy had already foreseen what he would look like against the black gun.

Tan Zuoyin also encouraged him from the side:

"Go, give him a little Fang Sheng shock."

"Isn't that bad? There are so many people watching."

Qi Jing shook his head.

Xiao Shiwu patted Qi Jing's thigh and said:

"You are this year's rookie king, more people know you than in this arena circle, why care about this little bit?"

"It's not the same, it's too close."

Qi Jing didn't want to be a source of amusement for others.

There was a circle of people surrounding them, not to mention the three layers inside and three layers outside on the ground, even those flying in the sky were more than fifty, and they were all cracking melon seeds.

Moreover, the arena was not high, unlike the Newcomer Competition venue, they could directly see the audience without looking up, which would definitely make him more nervous.

Seeing him shirk like this, Xiao Shiwu said: "If you go, I'll grant you a small request, how about it?"

"Request? Can you let me touch 'Carefree Immortal' tomorrow?" Qi Jing casually mentioned it.

Xiao Shiwu patted his chest:

"Yes, no problem."

"Really?"

"Would I lie to you? It's not like you going on stage benefits me."

"Then you'll help me see 'Carefree Immortal'?"

"Isn't this just for fun? You're a rookie king, your natal magic treasure must be good, let everyone see what the quality is like."

Xiao Shiwu saw the undisguised suspicion on Qi Jing's face, as if the words "I don't believe you" were written on it:

"Do you think I'm not a good person? Huang Jiu, am I a good person?"

He shouted at Huang Jiu, who was closest to the sofa.

Huang Jiu, who was flying on a gourd eating melon seeds, turned his head when he heard the sound and said with a look of disdain:

"Xiao Shiwu, you grandson, you go to my tavern every day to freeload, and you call yourself a good person? I spit on you!"

"What's wrong with freeloading, I didn't rob you."

Xiao Shiwu, who was slumped on the sofa, lifted his body up a bit so that his head could see Huang Jiu's face upside down, and found that he was rolling his eyes at him wildly:

"Tch, stingy, besides that, where else do I not look like a good person? I don't look like one anywhere!"

Xiao Shiwu retracted his head to prevent Huang Jiu from spitting on his face, and then said to Qi Jing:

"See, he can only be jealous of my appearance and criticize me, so I don't have any bad habits, I'm a great person."

Before Qi Jing could answer, Huang Jiu couldn't sit still when he heard this:

"Go to hell, jealous? I'm so handsome, why would I be jealous of you, pretty boy?"

As he said that, he opened the gourd plug of the gourd he was riding, and a ball of yellow wine sprayed out, flying towards them.

Because Huang Jiu's gourd was very large, the ball of wine sprayed out like a bowling ball, and the speed of the shot was very fast. If it hit someone's face, it would probably hurt for a while.

"I'll give you a free face wash so you can see what you look like."

"Hiss ~"

Seeing this, Xiao Shiwu didn't panic at all. He opened his mouth and sucked, and the "ball" of wine changed from a round shape to a teardrop shape, and he sucked it all into his mouth without leaving a drop.

Gulp.

Ha ~

"Fragrant."

Xiao Shiwu had a sly expression on his face:

"As expected of the wine in your big gourd, it's fragrant."

"Get lost."

Seeing that his wine had no effect again, Huang Jiu rode his gourd and left.

He was also very strange. Ordinary people would get drunk just by smelling the wine in his gourd, and even strong mutants couldn't drink a few mouthfuls, but this Xiao Shiwu was like the reincarnation of the god of wine, no matter how much he drank, he wouldn't get drunk.

Therefore, it also aroused his determination to brew wine. Every time his yellow wine's efficacy was updated, he would ask Xiao Shiwu to try it to see if he could get him drunk.

As for the result, of course, he never succeeded once.

"Don't go, I haven't had enough yet," Xiao Shiwu shouted.

Huang Jiu said without turning his head:

"We'll talk about it next month."

Xiao Shiwu turned around and said:

"How about it, do you believe me now?"

"Uh, half believe, half don't."

It only proved that he was a local who often frequented this place, and loved to freeload.

He still couldn't be sure whether he had the ability to let him touch 'Carefree Immortal'.

"What I said was 'touch', not just see him."

"Just a touch, simple."

Xiao Shiwu said it lightly, as if this matter was as simple as drinking water for him.

Seeing him nod so quickly, Qi Jing became even more suspicious.

This was a touch, ordinary people would be lucky to see him, could he touch him? And let an outsider touch him?

"Could it be that you are 'Carefree Immortal's' brother-in-law?"

"No, never mind, anyway, I can let you touch him, are you going or not?"

"Go."

Qi Jing still nodded.

He had just seen 'Carefree Immortal' sitting motionless on the roof, like someone detached from the mundane world. He estimated that it would be impossible to touch him and win a prize by himself, so he might as well trust this Xiao Shiwu a little.

Anyway, there was nothing to lose.

It was just a competition, he was so handsome, what was there to be afraid of showing himself to others.

"Do I need to take off my mask?"

Xiao Shiwu looked at his cowardly appearance and pursed his lips:

"Of course, if you are timid, the black gun might increase the power of the bullet. It takes a long time to repair a damaged natal magic treasure."

He hates people who hide their identities the most.

Wait a minute.

Qi Jing looked at the arena again to confirm.

The gunman on the left, wrapped in black battle clothes, said that he hated people who hide their identities?

What's the difference between this and a crow saying it hates black?

Seeing his turning his head, Xiao Shiwu understood what he meant and said with a smile:

"People always hate people who are the same as themselves, which is reasonable."

"Reasonable."

Qi Jing responded and took off his mask, preparing to jump down.

Who knew that Xiao Shiwu stretched out a hand to stop him, and the other hand picked up a trumpet-shaped sword that had appeared out of nowhere, sat up straight, and shouted at the bottom:

"My little brother is going on stage, make way, he's going to challenge the black gun!"

"Hey, bro, do we have to make such a big commotion?"

Qi Jing was stunned, they didn't say anything about this just now!

"Nonsense, doesn't my brother Xiao's younger brother have to make a grand appearance? Besides, everyone knows you, the rookie king, what's there to be afraid of?"

Xiao Shiwu released the arm that was stopping Qi Jing, and instead pressed on his back and gently pushed.

Qi Jing slowly flew to the arena like a uniformly flying balloon.

This way of exerting force felt so magical, as if gravity didn't exist.

How did Xiao Shiwu do it?

No, now is not the time to think about this.

"Senior Black Gun, I'm here to try."

Black Gun glanced at Xiao Shiwu sitting on the golden tiger skin sofa, and then looked at Qi Jing, who was standing opposite him with a calm expression:

"This year's rookie king? You have a natal magic treasure so early?"

"Yes, the instructor gave it to me in advance."

"Then your magic treasure shouldn't be bad, take it out, let's see how many shots you can take from me."

"Sword, come!"