"Master, what are the arrangements?" Wukong asked Su Yi first.

Su Yi pointed at the middle-aged scholar and said, "Let's have a peeing competition with this senior later to see who can pee farther."

Wukong tilted his head and looked at the middle-aged scholar, then chuckled, "No big deal."

Su Yi reminded: "Don't be careless. This senior was known as the God of Urine when he was young. You must go all out."

Every game is related to whether he can return to Blue Star, he simply can't afford to lose.

Wukong looked disdainful, "Master, don't worry, I am not in vain at all!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was speechless.

In just a short while, the Urine God and the Urine Saint were created?

If we continue talking like this, who knows what kind of trouble might arise.

The old man with the bark quickly reminded, "You better hurry up."

"Little monkey, come with me, let's go compete over there." The middle-aged scholar called out to Wukong.

"My name is Wukong."

Wukong corrected him and followed the middle-aged scholar away.

Su Yi and others stood there waiting.

This kind of competition format can easily affect the performance of the players if you go to watch.

So they didn't follow.

Time flies and three minutes have passed.

Suddenly, a figure flew over from a distance. It was Wukong.

At this moment, he was so excited that he shouted, "Master, I won! I peed three millimeters more than him."

"Three millimeters?"

Su Yi smacked his lips. He didn’t know how they measured it, but as long as he won, it was good enough.

While waiting for Wukong to return to Su Yi, the middle-aged scholar also walked back slowly, with a look of unwillingness on his face, muttering, "I can't refuse to accept my old age, it's just a little bit short, if I had known earlier, I would have shivered a little."

The old color of the bark is not very good.

If you lose, you lose, it’s no big deal.

Is it necessary to tell the details? Is it embarrassing?

"Old Five, you disappoint me so much!"

When the middle-aged scholar came back to his side, the burly man snorted.

The middle-aged scholar countered: "Didn't you lose the first game even more miserably? What qualifications do you have to criticize me?"

"I was careless!" the burly man retorted with a red face.

"Okay, stop arguing here."

The old man with the bark interrupted and then turned to Su Yi, "Su Yi, what do you want to compete in the fourth game?"

Su Yi had already thought about it and said, "Let's compete in gambling skills."

"Gambling skills?"

Everyone was a little confused.

Su Yi explained: "Do you know how to play Landlord, Poker, Blackjack?"

"What?"

The fat man and others looked bewildered and became more and more confused.

Su Yi knew that the other party had never played before and would not necessarily accept the bet, so he simply said, "Let's try something simple and compare our luck."

"Compare luck? Even this can be compared?" Everyone expressed their incomprehension.

Su Yi took out a deck of playing cards, spread it in front of everyone, and introduced: "This deck of playing cards has a total of 54 cards, excluding the big and small jokers, there are 52 cards. Let's each draw one, and whoever has the higher score will be the winner."

Everyone understood that this was indeed a method of relying on luck.

However, they were a little bit confused.

If he does this, Su Yi's chance of winning is only half. Isn't he worried at all about losing?

How could they know that Wukong is a lucky monkey? Who can surpass Wukong's luck?

As long as Wukong is here, victory is guaranteed.