area51novel Chapter 921
Chapter 921
Sumo wrestlers are all fat and strong, and with special clothing, the average person can tell at a glance that this is a sumo wrestler.
Sumo wrestling is considered a relatively orthodox sport in Wano Country, so sumo wrestlers, especially those who are very strong, have a high status here.
If he competed like this, Lin Mo didn't care.
If you have to wear the clothes of a sumo wrestler, Lin Mo said that she couldn't accept it.
Although he now has amnesia, he is completely rejected.
"Nope." Lin Mo said unhappily, "I don't wear it."
"That's not going to work." The recorder chuckled, "If you want to participate in the competition, you have to follow our rules, and if you don't cooperate, you can't participate in the competition." "
Originally, this person didn't want Lin Mo to compete, but now it's just right to let this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth retreat.
After all, in his opinion, not everyone can become a noble sumo wrestler.
Seeing that Lin Mo was not very willing, Xiao Yu didn't think much, so he pulled the corner of Lin Mo's clothes and whispered: "Otherwise, let's go, sell these cloaks, and we also have money to buy food."
Lin Mo glanced at her and asked, "How much can these buckets be sold for?"
Xiao Yu thought for a while and replied: "If it goes well, it's almost more than eight hundred Baileys."
Lin Mo asked again: "What can eight hundred Bailey buy?"
Xiaoyu continued: "You can buy half a kilogram of rice, if you save some food, it is enough for me and the master to eat for three days, plus your words, two days should be fine, it doesn't matter, I will make up more buckets in these two days, and the day after tomorrow we can come to Boluo Town to sell them again."
Xiao Yu smiled innocently.
The few people around who heard their conversation mostly snickered in amusement.
"Just such a little money, what can you do? I can't get enough to eat.
"It's funny to see that they are people from the slums, where do you have the courage to come here to try your luck, I look at them, they have lived too long, hahaha."
"Let's go, this is not the place where you two should come, less embarrassment here."
"Go fast, don't want to see you, don't affect us to watch the game."
Everyone began to mock in a word.
Originally, Lin Mo was still hesitating whether to give up, but now it's good, people who have never been swayed by other people's gossip suddenly became angry.
"I compete." Lin Mo said expressionlessly.
Xiao Yu quickly grabbed him: "Xiao Jiliang, don't force yourself, if you don't want to participate, you won't participate, let's go and sell bucket pipes."
As soon as Xiao Yu finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing a hat next to him said with disdain: "If this kid can break into the top three, your cloak, I'll cover it all, hahaha."
Lin Mo glanced at him lightly: "Are you sure?" The
middle-aged man chuckled, "Of course, I mean what I say, and everyone here can be a witness."
"Good." Lin Mo looked at the recorder again, "How much is the reward for the top three in the competition?" The
recorder said funny: "The sumo wrestling tournament held here is a nine-day cycle, everyone can sign up, and those who finish first on the day can no longer participate in the semi-finals, and then draw lots for a one-to-one PK, and the winning four continue to draw lots and compare until the final two enter the final, and the winner of the final can duel with our celebrity flower capital Yokozuna-Urashima."
After a pause, the recorder continued: "In the eight days of daily competition before the semifinals, the first place will get one thousand Baileys, the second place will get five hundred Baileys, and the third place will get three hundred Baileys. The four losers of the first semi-final receive 1,000 Baileys each, the winner receives 1,500 Baileys, the loser in the second semi-final receives 1,500 Baileys, and the winner receives 2,000 Baileys. The second place in the final will receive 3,000 Baileys, and the first place will receive 5,000 Baileys. Duel with Urashima, defeat is not rewarded, victory can again get five thousand Baileys. Hearing
this, Lin Mo didn't think much about it, and said directly: "I will participate."
"Boy, you can think clearly." The recorder reminded again, "If you want to participate, you have to compete according to our rules, today is the last eighth game of the daily competition, tomorrow will start the semifinals, everyone in order to get the last place, but will be desperate, you..." Before
the recorder finished speaking, Lin Mo impatiently cut him off: "Finally, I want to participate!"
The recorder snorted disdainfully, directly recorded Lin Mo's pseudonym Xiao Jiliang, and then gave him a number card with the number sixteen written on it: "Okay, you are the sixteenth, the game will start in half an hour, and then who will be whose opponent, draw lots."
Lin Mo ignored him and took Xiaoyu to leave the ring for the time being.
"Kojira." Xiao Yu asked with some self-blame, "Did I hurt you?"
"Nope." Lin Mo shook his head and said, "I want to taste the pickles you said."
When Lin Mo said this, Xiao Yu's nose suddenly soured, and he pounced on Lin Mo: "Xiao Jiliang, you are too good." Seeing
that Xiaoyu pounced, Lin Mo raised his hand, blocked Xiaoyu's head, and forcibly stopped her: "Don't come over..." Xiaoyu
wiped the excited tears at the corners of her eyes, choked and said: "No matter how you win or lose, I will definitely find a way for you to eat pickles."
Lin Mo didn't know where his confidence came from, and said without panic, "I will win."
Xiao Yu broke into tears and smiled: "You are really confident enough, but you must be careful not to get hurt."
Lin Mo nodded indifferently.
After that, Lin Mo and Xiaoyu stayed in a small alley around the ring, waiting for the match to start before returning to the ring.
Since there was no money to buy cover pants for sumo wrestlers, Lin Mo took off his clothes, so he wore only a pair of pants and joined a group of tall and fat people with bare feet.
At first glance, Lin Mo's existence seemed particularly out of place in this group of people.
"Xiao Jiliang, come on~" Xiaoyu shouted vigorously in the audience outside the ring.
Lin Mo waited with a group of contestants for the results of the draw.
The game had not yet begun, and the smell of sweat on the bodies of these fat people around had already made Lin Mo, who had a fetish for cleanliness, frown.
He just wanted to finish the game quickly and leave early.
And those contestants, seeing Lin Mo, were secretly praying that they could draw and fight Lin Mo.
Soon, the results of the draw came out, and Lin Mo was placed in the third game, and his opponent was a man two meters tall.
"Little ghost, you're dead, hahaha." Lin Mo's opponent said to Lin Mo with an evil smile.
Lin Mo was too lazy to deal with him.
The man continued: "Why, don't talk back, I'm afraid?" As long as you call me grandpa, I can be gentle with you.
As soon as the man finished speaking, the other sumo wrestlers who heard the voice almost laughed.
Lin Mo still ignored them.
Then, after the lottery results of all the participants were in, the competition officially began.
Lin Mo carefully observed the first two matches, and when it was his turn, he probably figured out the rules and fighting methods of sumo wrestling.
When he stood in the ring with his opponent, the referee blew the whistle to announce the start of the match, and Lin Mo's opponent took the initiative to attack him and rushed over, Lin Mo grabbed the man's trouser belt, and under the eyes of everyone's incomparably surprised, he threw this person who was stronger and taller than him in a graceful parabola and flew out directly.