Chapter 122 Martial Arts Tournament Competition 1



What's funny is being able to share the stage with my idol.

What made him cry was that his mother said if he could win the second match, she would buy him the latest fighting goose from the Explosive Series!

Now, not only is the goose fighting project ruined, but they're also going to get beaten up.

Sigh, life has no meaning at all.

When I was a child, I always thought that hard work would lead to success. Only when I grew up did I realize that success requires more than just hard work; it also requires…

strength.

The match quickly came to an end amidst the opponent's listless mutterings.

Young Master Qingfeng and Yu Wushuang lived up to expectations and achieved a crushing victory.

From below the stage, Yu Wushuang said with a polite smile, "It is an honor to team up with Young Master Qingfeng this time. I look forward to the next collaboration."

But in his heart he was thinking: Ugh, why him? If only I could be in the same group as Miss Shen, I could definitely get her into the top three!

Young Master Qingfeng is truly a stumbling block on her path of repaying favors!

Young Master Qingfeng nodded slightly and said politely, "I am the same."

But in her heart she was thinking: Why her? If only I could be in a group with Junior Aunt, I could definitely lead her to victory!

Yu Wushuang is truly a stumbling block for him to earn back his pocket money!

The two had different thoughts and silently sighed.

On the surface, however, they all complimented each other without prior arrangement.

"Young Master Qingfeng's swordsmanship is as stable as ever."

"No, no."

"Miss Yu's cooperation ability is quite good."

"You're too kind."

He was quite pleased with the feigned sincerity.

...

After the top student group finished, it was time for Shen Jiao's group to finish.

In team matches, you only know your teammates' information; you can only see who your opponents are when you enter the game.

It doesn't matter who it is, because she doesn't know them anyway.

Shen Jiao was no longer nervous. Whether she was nervous or not, she still had to fight, so she would just do her best.

"I'm dying of laughter. A dancer and a blind man? This kind of team has the nerve to participate in the second round? They're just asking for trouble."

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