A smile appeared on Qu Yong's lips and he said: "Then, please bring it."

Jin Tianfeng made a phone call. It didn't take long for a black cash transport truck to arrive.

The guards, armed with loaded ammunition, jumped out. A large suitcase of banknotes was quickly carried out.

"Here are three hundred kilograms of one-thousand-yuan banknotes." Jin Tianfeng had already bandaged it, straightened his back, and said to Qu Yong.

Obviously money is a man's best source of confidence.

"Three hundred kilograms." Three hundred kilograms is not a difficult task for Qu Yong now. The wristband he usually wears alone weighs three hundred kilograms. He almost easily packed that big box He held up the money and said, "I can give you another chance. Maybe you should be a little heavier."

Kaneda Feng's face turned red and white. He walked aside and called a cash transport truck again. This time, what was taken out of the truck was a full thousand kilograms of Japanese yen banknotes.

"One thousand pounds..."

This weight is really not light. Can Qu Yong lift it with his overweight wristband? Just when he was about to test his strength, someone suddenly came out heavier and louder: "Wait a minute."

"oh."

The man who walked out was "fat" in one word. He was so fat that even the eyes on his face were almost filled with flesh. He only had a loincloth all over his body. Every step he took, the fat on his body disappeared. Shake it, and the ground will shake, looking like a sumo wrestler.

He said loudly: "I'll lift it."

"You lift it. Why should you lift it?"

"It's very simple. If I can lift this thousand-jin banknote, I want an invitation. It's an invitation to enter the imperial city to watch the decisive battle."

"Oh." Qu Yong crossed his arms and looked at him with interest. "Does sumo also depend on martial arts?"

The sumo wrestler said seriously: "Sumo wrestling is also a kind of martial arts. Many people don't understand this truth. Don't you, as Dan Jin, also understand it?"

Qu Yong thought for a moment, nodded and said, "What you said makes sense."

The sumo wrestler walked up to a big box full of banknotes that was as tall as one person. "Bah, bah!" he spit into the palm of his hand. "Bang." There was a loud noise. He spread his legs and stood up. It seemed like a box full of life. He raised his buttocks like a bullfrog and let out a loud "howl" before holding the thousand kilograms of banknotes in his arms and lifting them up.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Qu Yong touched his nose and said to Jin Tianfeng: "It seems that you still have a little money. This..."

One thousand catties of thousand-yen banknotes is definitely not that small. Even in Japanese yen, it is an unimaginable amount of money for ordinary people. However, with so much money, he still cannot buy his bowl of fried tomatoes. Dan. I can’t get an invitation to watch the game.

This is the charm of martial arts. Countless people are crazy about it.

Jin Tianfeng never said a word again. He asked people to carry the money back to the car and left in despair. Maybe after this time, he will understand that money is not everything. Now only this chubby one is left. A sumo wrestler.

The man spread his hands and said in a rough voice: "Now, I want a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

"You want a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes? Oh." Qu Yong said, "You want it but I won't give it to you."

The sumo wrestler was furious, spitting and shouting: "Why don't you give it? Why don't you give it? If you don't give it, I will lift you up like that bag of money for breaking your promise."

Qu Yong just stood there casually and said: "Then you come and lift me up. I won't do it. If you can lift me up, I will give you an invitation."

"It's just you. That's too easy." The sumo wrestler thought that even if Qu Yong was extremely skilled in martial arts, he wouldn't have to resist. With his own natural power, it would be easy to lift such a person weighing more than a hundred pounds. thing.

Although his calculation was correct, he didn't know that Qu Yong had been carrying a black coat that weighed more than a thousand kilograms. Besides, Qu Yong said he didn't want to tie up his horse, but he didn't say he was tired. He just needed his energy and blood to sink. Dan is in the wild. It's almost like a hill. Even if the sumo wrestler is born with supernatural powers, how can he hold it up?

The sumo wrestler saw Qu Yong standing seemingly casually, but the majesty between his brows was like a mountain standing tall, like a stagnant abyss of water. He suddenly felt that the man in front of him was like a monument. He actually lost the confidence to pick up Qu Yong.

He was like a mouse pulling a turtle. He looked left and right, but couldn't make a move.

Qu Yong smiled and said: "What? Didn't you say it's easy? You can take action now."

"Now..." The man looked fat and fat, but he was very shrewd in his heart. He actually took advantage of Qu Yong's words to get discouraged and opened his two big arms to give him a bear hug. "Ouch... ."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." No matter how much he screamed, he finally gave up. Qu Yong's feet seemed to be growing on the ground. He couldn't move even one centimeter.

On the contrary, the sumo wrestler was so tired that he finally sat down on the ground and wiped the sweat from his face. He shouted, "I'm done with it. I'm done with it. That's it. You don't have a lot of fat. Why are you doing this?" So heavy."

Qu Yong said: "What is heavy and what is light? Is there any difference..."

"Ah..." How could the sumo wrestler understand the profound martial arts behind these words? He smiled innocently, stood up, patted his butt and said: "Heavy is heavy, light is light. I can't lift it. I’m willing to admit defeat and leave.”

He walked very gracefully. He was very cute.

At this time, there were many onlookers who did not know the truth. At first, these people were close and pointed. But then they saw that the situation was getting bigger and bigger, so they retreated further and further away. They watched from a distance. In their hearts, A little scared, but reluctant to leave. This is human nature. People like to join in the fun, but they want it to be none of their own business.

Qu Yong didn't care either. He was still sitting and waiting for people to eat these scrambled eggs with tomatoes. So far, no one had eaten his food. The weather was going to get cold soon.

But no one was willing to take the lead first. Those who were interested could not figure out Qu Yong's thoughts. They couldn't figure out who he wanted to give it to. They all thought it would be better to let others try the water.

At this time, a thin young man walked over. His sleeves were empty. He was much less imposing than the previous ones. But his face was calm. It seemed that few things in the world could move him.

"It's him." Qu Yong still remembers this person. "He is An Shaluo, the best swordsman in the world who can be summoned by no one."

He seems to be different from a month ago. There is an indescribable charm about him. Ansara is obviously very talented in martial arts, but his freedom and humility are much more impressive than those of ordinary masters.

He walked up to Qu Yong and bowed: "Hello."

"Hello." Qu Yong put away his casual demeanor for the first time and bowed before replying.

Kisara said: "I want two invitations."

Qu Yong said: "You want two letters."

Ansara said: "Yes. No more, no less. Just two envelopes."

"You are alone..." Qu Yong said: "Why should I give you two letters?"

Ansara didn't do anything. He asked for two invitations. Qu Yong actually didn't refuse directly. He seemed to want to send him two invitations.

"Look at this." Ansara scrawled three words on the ground very quickly with his toes. "I came to get the invitation for this person."

"This person."

Qu Yong was quite embarrassed because he really didn't recognize these three Japanese characters.

Anshaluo was slightly surprised when he saw that Qu Yong didn't react when he saw this name. He said: "Since you are the heir of a line of true oracles, you shouldn't have never heard of this name."

Qu Yong felt ashamed and said: "I... feel ashamed. I don't know Japanese. Please tell me directly."

"She..." Kisara seemed unwilling to say the person's name. He was suspicious for a moment, then suddenly sat down on the cement floor. He stepped on each other with his heels. He took off his shoes to reveal a pair of bare feet, and then those ten toes. It moved flexibly. The twisting and transformation was more flexible than ordinary people's fingers. It barely managed to create a ball of flaming flames. Then a lotus flower grew out of the flames.

"This...isn't this Uncle Master's Fiery Lotus? Why..." Qu Yong wouldn't think anything if he couldn't understand this move. But he clearly knew that this move was one of the three moves of Destiny. It has huge power. Power. He could see clearly. Although Kisara's twist changed quickly, he found that although they looked similar at first glance, the details changed. It was as if the two flowers looked exactly the same to an outsider. .Those who know flowers look completely different.

"Who imitated whom?"

"Huh..." Kishara barely managed to tie the lotus buds and couldn't tie them anymore. He didn't exert any force in this movement. Even so, he was sweating profusely, as if he had been in a big battle.

"This senior performed this action for me to see. She said that if you still can't understand, you don't need to take the invitation. It's okay not to watch this kind of decisive battle."

Qu Yong asked anxiously: "What is this senior's name? Where is she?"

Ansara said: "I can't say her name. I just wrote it under my feet."

Qu Yong closed his eyes and replayed the name Anshaluo had just written in his mind. He kept it firmly in his mind and said, "Okay. I understand."

"Do you want some invitations?"

Seeing that Qu Yong could understand this trick, Anshaluo's eyes were full of envy. He put on his shoes, stood up and said, "I want two. Two genuine invitations."

Qu Yong said without hesitation: "I can give you two invitations. Genuine invitations. But I need to meet this person."

Kisara said: "You will see her. But not now."

Qu Yong looked into his eyes and finally said: "Okay. I believe you." He opened the wooden box, took out two invitations, handed them to him with both hands, and said: "I have given you what you want. I hope You won’t break your promise when I ask for it.”

Ansara said: "If she wants to see you, you will definitely see her. If she doesn't want to see you, you won't be able to see her no matter what."

"She will want to see me." Qu Yong touched his nose and said: "Please tell this senior for me. I seem to be able to do this flaming lotus move."

"Fire Lotus." Kishara murmured: "So its name is so beautiful. Why can you do it too?"

Qu Yong said: "Tell her the exact words and she will understand."

Ansara said: "Okay. I will definitely convey the original words to her word for word."

"Thank you. Do you want to finish eating the tomatoes and scrambled eggs?"

"Thank you. No need."
Chapter completed!