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We followed them to the Han family compound.

Yang Xiaoman then saw two huge wooden frames in the large front yard, which looked like wooden stakes used for martial arts practice.

In addition, there were two tall chopping boards, which were exactly the same as the slaughtering boards she had seen at the slaughterhouse, with no difference.

As for the most conspicuous pig-slaughtering bench, she didn't see it.

However, Yang Xiaoman quickly realized that since it was a competition for the title of Sword King, it couldn't be like the day she met Chen Man at the Qi family, where she competed in pig-slaughtering skills.

"Butcher Chen, please step aside!"

Seeing Chen Man and Yang Xiaoman walk into the front yard, Han Feng quickly waved to them.

At this moment, Wang Dahu had already taken off his shirt and was standing shirtless in the yard, with one foot on the side of the whetstone. Then he picked up the pig-slaughtering knife and began to sharpen it.

"The competition will begin after one incense stick has burned."

Seeing Chen Man approach, Han Feng spoke calmly.

Upon hearing this, Chen Man nodded and subconsciously glanced at the man in a straw hat and black clothes standing not far away behind Master Wang.

Could it be that this man is truly Wang Yuanwai's real reliance, just as Yang the butcher said?

Just as Chen Man was lost in thought, Han Feng quietly took two steps forward, lowered his voice, and slowly said in a tone only the two of them could hear:

"Butcher Chen, you must not be careless in this competition."

"Han suspects that Wang Dahu is just a front, and the man in black behind Master Wang is your real opponent in this contest."

Upon hearing this, Chen Man was startled and looked up at Han Feng in front of him.

Seeing the solemn expression on his face, Chen Man was already shocked.

At this moment, the words of the Han family head coincided with those of Yang the butcher.

"Please rest assured, Patriarch Han, Chen Man will do his utmost to live up to your expectations!"

Chen Man bowed solemnly to Han Feng, then picked up the butcher knife and walked to the whetstone on the other side of the courtyard.

Following Wang Dahu's example, I began to sharpen my skills at the last minute.

With Yang Xiaoman backing him up, he wasn't panicked at all.

Therefore, the sharpening technique was methodical and rhythmic, producing a soft, rustling sound.

Feeling his own sharpening sound being drowned out, Wang Dahu subconsciously stopped what he was doing.

Looking at the calm and composed Chen Man, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

In his view, the former was sharpening his knife so easily and comfortably, clearly looking like he had victory in his grasp and not taking him seriously at all.

"This arrogance means that I, Wang Dahu, might not even need Butcher Wu to lift a finger; I can win this battle for the title of Sword King!"

Chen Man was naturally unaware of Wang Dahu's thoughts at that moment.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn quickly passed.

Chen Man and Wang Dahu both stood in front of the slaughtering platform.

At Han Feng's signal, the old butler of the Han family, who had been waiting in the wings, stepped forward shakily and raised his voice:

"Please welcome your two butchers, let the contest begin!"

After he finished speaking, he gently tapped his cane downwards.

Several servants of the Han family carried whole pork ribs one after the other through the side door.

Then the prepared pork was carried to two separate slaughtering platforms.

"In the first competition, within the time limit of one incense stick's time, you must separate the entire pork rib into individual pieces, using one centimeter as an example, and chop them into uniformly long short pieces. The one who completes the task in the shortest time wins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Dahu grabbed the pig-slaughtering knife without hesitation, placed his left hand on the entire pig rib, and with a sizzling sound, sliced ​​it open from top to bottom.

The knife tip pierced the membrane of the meat, and a whole, undamaged rib fell onto the slaughtering table.

At this moment, there wasn't even a trace of meat left on the table.

At the same time, Steward Han lit the incense stick.

Upon seeing this, Chen Man frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He could have asked to start over right now, since Wang Dahu's eagerness to win had broken the rules, and he had already started before the incense was even lit.

But Chen Man didn't say anything, and just as readily drew his butcher knife.

Clang!

As the blade sliced ​​through the air, Chen Man's gaze darkened.

Strength speaks for itself; so what if we gain the upper hand?

He was still able to press his advantage and overtake his opponent!

Seemingly sensing the anger emanating from beside him, Wang Dahu trembled, and a bead of cold sweat the size of a soybean suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Although he was arrogant, he was also aware of Chen Man's strength. If he couldn't use some underhanded tricks, he probably wouldn't be able to win no matter what.

Thinking of this, Wang Dahu's hands moved faster and faster.

As the butcher's knife continued to swing, meat scraps flew everywhere, and a whole rack of ribs was quickly cut into pieces.

According to the competition requirements, he needs to chop out 24 pieces of pork ribs, each about one centimeter long, to win.

Thinking of this, Wang Dahu narrowed his eyes and began the next step without hesitation.

Now that he has seized the initiative, he must continue to seize the initiative step by step!

For a time, the sound of chopping meat could be heard incessantly in the front yard of the Han family.

Not long after.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from beside Wang Dahu's ear, making his eyelids twitch involuntarily.

Subconsciously looking in the direction of the sound, I saw Chen Man confidently slamming the butcher knife onto the chopping board, while looking at me provocatively.

"How...how is this possible?!"

Wang Dahu stared wide-eyed in disbelief. He had clearly gained the upper hand, so why was he still a step behind Chen Man?

Although he was extremely puzzled, the competition automatically ended when one of the butchers finished first, due to the rules.

Whoever has the most spare ribs that meet the competition requirements wins the first round!

"I apologize, Master Wang, but it seems that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, my Han family will win the first match."

In the corridor, Han Feng smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to Wang Fude.

To his surprise, the latter was not annoyed at all, but instead showed a meaningful smile.

It seems that Wang Dahu had anticipated his first defeat and was confident of it.

Thinking of this, Han Feng's expression turned stern, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He then glanced at the man in black behind Wang Defu.

as predicted……

This person is indeed as he thought, the real reliance of the Wang family on this trip!

"The first match was won by Butcher Chen!"

At the same time, the voice of Old Butler Han suddenly rang out in the courtyard.

If there are 24 spare ribs, each one centimeter long, on Butcher Chen's slaughtering table, then Wang Dahu will lose.

"No, that's impossible!"

Wang Dahu's butcher knife fell onto the slaughtering table. He clearly started first, so how could he have lost?!

Seeing his dejected appearance, Chen Man looked disdainful and said coldly:

"Such despicable tactics, and you dare to participate in the Sword King competition?!"

Even cheating couldn't beat him. If the Wang family doesn't have any backup plans, then his victory today is already assured!

Upon hearing this, Wang Dahu turned pale and opened his mouth but could not utter a single word.

"If there are no objections, then the second round..."

"etc!"

Just as Steward Han was about to speak, Wang Defu's slightly apologetic laughter suddenly rang out from the courtyard.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the courtyard looked in the direction of the voice.

Wang Defu slowly stood up from the wooden chair, patted his round belly, and laughed loudly:

"Brother Han, to be honest, before I came here, Butcher Wang told me that he was unwell today and probably wouldn't be able to exert his full strength."

"So before coming here, I specifically looked for a new candidate as a backup. Now, seeing that Butcher Wang's complexion is not good, I suppose he is not feeling well, so I request a replacement. Brother Han, would you be willing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Man's pupils contracted slightly.

really!

The conjectures of Miss Yang and the Han family head have come true!