Chapter 257 Convincing people with virtue

After uttering harsh words, Dainiz took the lead and walked to the starting point of the track on the left. He had just taken a look and found that the chains here seemed to be thinner.

Ma Xiaoshu chose the right side, and then sat down on the ground.

He took out a soap-sized whetstone from his pocket and began to sharpen the knife before the battle. He had forgotten to sharpen the knife just after watching their competition. In fact, this kind of competition is very wasteful.

Clang, clang, clang...

After Ma Xiaoshu polished this side and that side, sparks flew everywhere.

Deniz shouted: "Watt?! Watt ah yo hoo? Referee, host, he cheated!"

Referee: "There is no rule in this show that you can't sharpen your knife."

Deniz: "Then I also need to sharpen my knife."

Referee: "Oh, that's your freedom, sir."

Deniz: "But I don't have the equipment to sharpen my knife!"

Referee: "We deeply regret it."

Dai Niz: "..."

"Give."

Ma Xiaoshu threw the whetstone to him and lowered his head to check the sharpness of the blade.

Dai Nizi was even more speechless. It seemed a bit embarrassing to use it, but it would really be a disadvantage not to use it. Forget it, if you don't use it, it's in vain.

"I won't thank you, Chinese, that's fair!"

"Ten dollars."

"watt?"

"The rental price for a whetstone is ten dollars, which is fair and a good deal!"

Ma Xiaoshu held the Mo Dao and waved it.

Dai Nizi felt even more uncomfortable. If he didn't give me money, he would be looked down upon. If he gave me money, he would feel a little aggrieved. Is this guy really a singer? Do you, a cheap fan like you, know?

Of course I know, and I laughed to death at this party.

After both of them were ready, they stood at the starting point.

Dai Niz took off his clothes and showed off his strong muscles to Ma Xiaoshu. Then Ma Xiaoshu also took off his shirt and showed him his eight-pack abs.

In terms of muscle size, Dai Niz is several grades bigger, but Ma Xiaoshu's muscles are tight and well-proportioned, and he doesn't look weak.

Referee: "Three, two, one, dog dog!"

The Turks took the lead and chopped the ropes at the first level with dexterity. The scimitar was short and easy to operate, and they quickly cut three ropes.

He turned around and saw that Ma Xiaoshu had just split the first rope, and couldn't help but grin.

Ma Xiaoshu found that the rope was more difficult to cut than the icicle because it was soft and required skillful use. However, the Mo Dao was too big and could only be adjusted slowly.

The host explained passionately: "Dainiz is progressing very smoothly. The ropes as thick as his arms seem to be made of paper in front of him. Ah, he has cut eight ropes. The second level seems a bit difficult. The iron can is very strong. Again. Look at Jaylen Ma, he seems to have encountered difficulties. The powerful Mo Dao can't seem to find a good way to deal with the rope. Four ropes, five ropes, oh ho~ Look, the bat muscles behind the Chinese man are swinging. When the knife was used, it completely exploded and looked full of strength..."

In the distance, several female staff members of the program team couldn't help but be speechless.

"Horse muscles are so sexy!"

"Yes, I like his bat muscles."

"Turkish muscles look clumsy in comparison."

"But Deniz is ahead now."

"Come on, handsome Chinese guy!"

"handsome guy???"

"Actually, if you don't look at the face, the horse is still very handsome."

"I think I can try to invite him to my house next."

"Are you a guest or a business..."

"Wainate?"

Wang Dabao ate potato chips and listened to the foreigners' lustful thoughts about Xiaoshu. He sneered in his heart, "My Xiaoshu is the man you will never get!"

She is not worried about Ma Xiaoshu falling behind at all, because Ma Xiaoshu will always win.

On the other hand, the young man on the sidelines was happy and grinned: "Judging from the current situation, the arrogant Chinese seem to have lost hope of winning. Sure enough, Chinese products are still not good..."

Bald-headed host: "Wow! The strong Turk has reached the third level. Dainiz broke the icicle with only two swords, and he came to the yoga belt. Jaylen Ma just broke the eighth level.

There is a rope, and now the iron can blocks his way, will he be stuck here? Resistance to tearing! The irritable Chinese smashed the iron can and the icicles with one knife, and the goose sister endured..."

It took Ma Xiaoshu some time to cut the rope. Hard objects such as iron cans and icicles were not difficult, and they could be smashed even with the back of a knife.

Dai Niz only cut off one yoga strap with his first knife, leaving four more. With two opportunities to cut, he became cautious and began to look for angles.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the guy with a big knife catching up. He was shocked, how could he be so fast?

Ma Xiaoshu came to the yoga belt and took a look. Five yoga belts crossed each other, but they were all arranged vertically.

Then chop it horizontally!

Ma Xiaoshu took a few steps back, took a running start, and then slashed horizontally.

Wow...

Cut off five yoga belts with one knife.

Moderator: "With beautiful chopping movements, the Chinese took the lead. The Mo Dao's super size worked well, and its cutting range completely covered all the yoga belts. Now the pressure came to the Turks, and Dai Nizi slashed again,

Well done, all that's left is a knife and a yoga strap. Horse! He slashed at the chain..."

Little Days: “Nani??”

Dai Niz also looked over.

Because he had accumulated experience in cutting ropes, Ma Xiaoshu knew that the closer to the middle of the rope, the more difficult it would be to split it, so this knife was aimed at the connection between the iron chain and the ground.

Bang~

Sparks flew everywhere.

The chain was immediately cut off and bounced away with a clatter.

The wooden stairs that were suspended by iron chains fell down and rested on a high platform.

All Ma Xiaoshu had to do was walk up.

He won.

Mo Dao won!

When the program reaches this point, the barrage is very dense:

"I knew Jaylen Ma was going to win! Because he's the biggest!"

"The bigger the cold weapon, the stronger it is."

"Turkish Scimitar has tried its best..."

"I must say, the Mo Dao doesn't look like a real-world weapon."

"It really existed!"

"Who would have thought? More than a thousand years later, the Turkic scimitars were once again defeated by Mo Dao."

“A very exciting game.”

"Not everyone can use the Mo Dao. You must have the height and strength of a horse."

"Perhaps, you need to learn kung fu."

"The horse definitely used martial arts. He doesn't look strong, at least not as strong as the Turks."

"I heard it's qigong. He adds qi to the weapon!"

"I agree. I have seen weapons that can fly in a book called "Slaying the Immortals". They rely on energy..."

Each barrage is more outrageous than the last, but they are all serious.

During the show, the bald host had long shouted: "Well done! Jaylen Ma has opened the door to victory with unimaginable destructive power. The Turks should work harder! Oh, he missed it

The last yoga strap…”

In a panic, Dai Niz slashed the yoga belt with a knife, but it bounced away.

Lost.

But even if he lost, he still had to complete the journey. He went to chop the iron chain again, once, twice, three times...

Keep cutting!

Ma Xiaoshu had reached the top and won. He looked down at Deniz curiously: "Hey, buddy, you should hit him with the back of your knife."
To be continued...