"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."
"Pfft, with strong teams joining forces first and weaklings complementing each other, there's no harm without comparison. What's so interesting about this one-sided beating? It's a complete waste of time."
"I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to draw his sword. Tsk, I'm going to take a nap. Who will wake me up when I'm done fighting?"
Nine out of ten people present were strong contenders, and the thought of a weakling like Shen Jiao and "Bai Zilan" fighting each other was truly an eyesore.
In terms of pure ability, Bai Zilan is not too bad, but he is not particularly strong either; he is somewhere in the middle.
But he's blind!
With this blindness, his combat power will probably be halved, which, rounded up, makes him about the same as Shen Jiao, that good-for-nothing with connections.
When everyone looked at the competition stage again, what first caught their eye was not Shen Jiao's proud and peerless beauty.
Instead, standing beside him was the young master of the White Python Pavilion, dressed in a green robe embroidered with bright red flowers, wearing a flamboyant mask, and flashing eight teeth when he smiled, constantly waving and making peace signs to the audience—
"Bai Zilan".
Everyone fell silent, quietly averting their gaze, and exclaimed that it was an eyesore.
If this were their son, they would surely tie him to a tree and whip him three times a day at set times.
This isn't a competition.
It's clearly a show!
It's not even as imposing as those two fighting toads beside the stream at Yunwu Sword Pavilion.
The crowd lost interest, and even their desire to watch the dancer get beaten quickly diminished.
It would be better to take a short rest and conserve energy for the upcoming competition.
...
Shen Jiao's gaze was deep and unfathomable.
Staring at the brightly colored rooster beside me, who was smiling and waving, making a peace sign with his left hand and blowing a kiss with his right... oh no, my teammate.
Judging from the way the ceiling looks, she seriously suspects that there might be a warm and lively aunt living inside Gu An's body.
"That... friend."
Shen Jiao hesitated for a long time before speaking, finally hinting to Gu An, "Your clothes..."
"Hmm?" Gu An turned to look at her, the smile still lingering on his face. "What? You think I'm ugly and embarrassing you?"
Although he was blindfolded and couldn't see, his hearing was extraordinary, and he could hear everything the audience was saying clearly.
However, he is now "Bai Zilan" and no longer the Whip King of Southern Xinjiang. Nobody knows him, so he can just let himself go.
In any case, it's Bai Zilan's reputation that's being ruined.
"No, no." Shen Jiao was dazzled by her teammate's eight big white teeth.
She turned her head away, a little embarrassed, "What I actually wanted to say was..."
Gu An interrupted her, "It's okay. With the amount of sunflower seeds we've eaten together, what's there to be embarrassed about? Friends should speak frankly! Friends should treat each other with sincerity and empathy. If you think it's ugly, I'll take it off."
He who eats another's food is bound to do the same; all those melon seeds didn't just fall from the sky.
He traveled all the way from the southern border to the Great Yan, and only Shen Xiaoxiannv offered him melon seeds!
Gu An made up his mind that he would be a good teammate of the Great Yan Dynasty who would respect his teammates, care for his teammates, and meet all his teammates' needs!
Girls are all concerned about their image, and his mother is a prime example; understanding is paramount.
After saying that, Gu An quickly began to take off his clothes.
"What are they doing? Are they still going to fight?" The viewers who hadn't slept were completely confused.
"If you're not going to fight, then get out of here! Don't just occupy this position without doing your job!"
"Why is Bai Zilan taking off his clothes for no reason? What's wrong, is he sleepy too? If he wants to sleep, he should go home and sleep!"
Meanwhile, Shen Jiao's opponents were also seriously examining the two's illogical behavior.
"Don't let your guard down, beware of trickery," the older one said.
Seeing this, Li Wanglai didn't dare to peek at the tyrant's expression at all, only feeling that the temperature around him had dropped several degrees.
His legs went weak and he couldn't stand steadily. He grabbed Liang Heng's sleeve, feeling utterly devastated.
What is Young Master Gu doing?
He actually took off his clothes in front of the girl and His Majesty!
He's acting like a thug in front of everyone, doesn't he have a death wish?
...
My teammates are very efficient; by taking off a few pieces of clothing, they managed to create the impression that they were about to commit seppuku at any moment.
"Friend, don't get excited, let me finish."
Shen Jiao cut to the chase, "I see you're wearing several layers too. Taking one off wouldn't hurt. Could you lend me your outer robe? My black dress is cool, but it absorbs so much heat that I can't stand it."
Gu An: "..." So not all girls care about their image.
Shen Jiao was truly hot. The sun was shining on her, as if adding a raging fire to scorch her, making her blood boil and bubble.
The tyrant has a special constitution; even in this sweltering heat, wearing black feels exceptionally cool.
But she couldn't; she was just a delicate, fragile little salted fish.
Shen Jiao felt as if she were wrapped in tin foil and placed in a microwave oven, at least 70% cooked.
It seems like she can add more food to the tyrant's menu again?
Following braised blood curd, here comes another dish: grilled salted fish.
"Even after taking the antidote, why is she still so afraid of the heat?" Ji Yan noticed something was wrong, pushed Li Wang away, and grabbed Liang Heng's collar.
The hamster's fur is all wilted from the heat!
While still at Langya Pass, Liang Heng mentioned that he was poisoned by partridge, making him exceptionally sensitive to temperature changes, especially cold and heat.
Liang Heng glanced at the dusty Li Wanglai and hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty, please don't worry. According to my master's records, it takes three courses of treatment to completely eliminate the partridge poison. Sister Shen has only taken the antidote once, so it's naturally not enough."
Ji Yan loosened her grip, frowning. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Do you want to die? Do you still need that damn medicine? I'll have Qing Lang dig it up."
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