"Master, are you serious?" Fu Shaolei looked at him in surprise.

Is this the master himself?

Could it be someone from Mingsheng Academy who conjured it up? They came to the competition for the glory of their sect.

How can we remove the obstacles to Mingsheng College?

Use them as cannon fodder?

Not only did they not understand, but Shu Li, the team leader, was also confused: "Ying, is there something wrong with your brain?"

"If you scold me again, I'll make you lie down and watch the game tomorrow." Ying Qingzhou's face turned cold and he looked at Shu Li coldly.

Shu Li did not restrain himself at all.

Still unscrupulous: "You still won't let me speak? Are you doing this for your goddaughter? Why are they so weak?"

"You want us to clear the obstacles for them? What do you think of them? Ying Qingzhou, let me tell you, don't go too far!"

"Brother, I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Don't do this. Save your face..."

Just a second ago, he was slamming the table and challenging Ying Qingzhou.

The next second he covered his ears and begged for mercy. A real man can bend and stretch.

"Question my decision?" Regardless of whether there were so many people or not, Ying Qingzhou grabbed his ear and smiled like a smiling tiger.

"I don't dare anymore."

"snort."

Ying Qingzhou then let him go, looked at them with strange expressions, and asked, "Do you have any questions about what I said?"

The others remained silent.

Only Fu Shaolei raised his hand, his face determined: "I have it."

"Speak." Ying Qingzhou picked up the tea on the table and drank it while getting his answer. He also wanted to hear if he had any questions.

Fu Shaolei's expression was extremely serious: "Is the Sect Master's goddaughter the only girl representing Mingsheng Academy in this competition?"

“…”

Ying Qingzhou almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

This kid has this question?

He calmed down and looked at Fu Shaolei, who was eager to make a move, with interest: "So this is your question?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Fu Shaolei nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"You know what to do?"

"Of course I should build a good relationship with her. Maybe she can become your son-in-law in the future... Ouch." When Fu Shaolei was thinking hard, he was slapped hard on the head.

Ying Qingzhou gnashed his teeth and said, "You are dreaming!"

"I just had a dream that all men in the world want to have, which is to avoid taking a few years of detours." Fu Shaolei bared his teeth.

Imagine that you are already a gigolo.

He had paid attention to it before.

There is a girl in the young master's team. She is particularly eye-catching among the nine men. She is good-looking and has a high status.

He ate this free meal first as a sign of respect.

When Fu Shaolei was daydreaming, his teammate pulled his sleeve and said, "No, the young master said before that his godfather is the clan leader."

On the road before.

The young master directly revealed that his godfather was the sect leader, which was why he was not afraid at all when facing so many people teasing him.

"That's nonsense. The young master is a man, how can he do..." Fu Shaolei stopped talking abruptly.

It seems that the young master did say that.

How can Deputy Sect Leader Ke Shu say that he is the Sect Leader’s goddaughter?

So there is only one truth.

The deputy sect leader does not distinguish between men and women: "Deputy sect leader, do you not distinguish between men and women? The young master is a man, so he should be the godson."

"Hmm?" Shu Li raised his eyebrows.

This kid isn't very smart, he didn't even realize the hint was so obvious. Look at He Xuan, he's already heard the hidden meaning.

His eyes moved slightly.

But he didn't say anything, nor did he help the confused Fu Shaolei.

Fu Shaolei was overwhelmed: "Why is no one talking? Deputy Sect Leader, why don't you open your mouth to explain?"

"How stupid!" Shu Li shook his head.

"?"

Just as Fu Shaolei was scratching his head, unable to figure it out, Ying Qingzhou spoke indifferently: "Your young master is a woman disguised as a man."

"A woman dressed as a man. I thought it was...what, the young master dressed as a man? How come I didn't see it?" Fu Shaolei was shocked.

Why is she dressing as a man?

He doesn't look like him. He looks more manly than him...

…

Because the game is earlier.

In the second game, the first team was led by Ming Siyuan. They were probably good at playing with swords. Ming Siyuan appeared sitting on a sword chair.

The young man who played in the first game, with his superb sword skills, defeated his opponent step by step without even releasing his attributes.

I don't know if it's just the weapons, without the attributes...

Zhan Zhaolin came up to Marshal Nan with a smug look on his face.

"Next up is your second performance of the competition. Are you nervous? Do you want me to perform for you?"

Nan Shuai was puzzled: "What are you going to perform?"

"that is……"

Zhan Zhaolin said this while pulling at his collar.

Seeing this action, Nan Shuai thought he was going to act like a hooligan, and slapped him in the face: "Are you going to act like a hooligan?"

“…”

Zhan Zhaolin was stunned.

He covered his face, unable to accept the fact that he was beaten.

After a long moment, he spoke with a sullen look in his eyes: "Which eye of yours saw me being a hooligan? If I were to be a hooligan, it would be to a girl."

He is a boy.

What kind of hooligan can I act like? Can I pull it off?

"So what are you going to do?"

"I just wanted to show you this dance I just learned."

"Striptease?"

“…”

That's it.

When he said nothing.

Coach Nan didn't bother to argue with him because it was his turn to play.

The other party is also a teenager.

Fortunately, it was a man. If it was a woman, Nan Shuai wouldn’t be able to move freely.

The other party crossed his arms and looked down on Nan Shuai. He raised his chin and even made a gesture.

"Shiling Country, Xia Xuyuan."

"Mingsheng College, Nan is so damn handsome."

Referee: "..." What kind of name is that? It doesn't violate the rules of the game, so don't worry.

Xia Xuyuan said harshly: "Your real name."

"You're not qualified to know."

“…”

Before he lost his temper, Nan Shuai looked him up and down. "Do you want to know what happened to the last person from your country who was so arrogant and looked down on me?"

Xia Xuyuan calmed down his anger.

He was disdainful: "What does what happened have to do with me? Just because he is not as skilled as others doesn't mean I am not as skilled as him."

"Yeah?"

Nan Shuai curled his lips and smiled.

Without wasting any more words with him, a mountain axe appeared. He stepped one foot on the axe and made a gesture.

"You said your Crown Prince's skills are inferior to others? Well done!"

“……?”

Don't give him a chance to react.

He picked up the axe and chopped towards Xia Xuyuan, but the other party was prepared and Nan Shuai's axe hit the ground.

A crack appeared directly on the ground.

Lu Jiuzhou: "..." Are you trying to make things difficult for him?

Xia Xuyuan was about to resist.

The next second, Nan Shuai's mountain-splitting axe, gleaming with a cold light, was right in front of him. He shouted, "Your Highness the Crown Prince was just as arrogant as you before, but he was stunned by my axe!"