Qin Gengyun was secretly feeling sad here, while Mo Xiaolan was overwhelmed by her good fortune.

Wu Yiren, who had just been "officially announced", had no scruples at all at this moment. She stood close to him in front of the other disciples, with a gentle smile on her face, and spoke to him in a low voice from time to time.

Mo Xiaolan felt helpless, but in order to rescue Si Minglan, she had to play along with the princess and pretend to be a gentle and affectionate man on the surface.

But this princess who grew up in a greenhouse just fell for it and became even more attached to him.

"Brother Lan, we are all staying at Danxia Peak tonight, shall we practice together?"

Noila Mo said helplessly: “Junior Sister Wu, everyone is looking at us.”

Wu Yiren glared at him: "Look if you want! We are upright, what are we afraid of?"

Liusu burst out laughing beside her, and Mo Xiaolan glared at her unhappily. It’s all your fault for coming up with such a bad idea!

Liusu blinked at her and said, “Third sister, please bear with it for the sake of saving Si Minglan.”

Mo Xiaolan felt uncomfortable, and the male disciples around her felt even more uncomfortable watching the princess being so intimate with him. Someone shouted:

"Hey, you gigolo, it's your turn!"

Sometimes human nature is like this, everyone wants to be a gigolo, but if I don’t and you do, then I will definitely show disdain for you and call you a gigolo.

This is Mo Xiaolan's current situation. She is hated by a group of people who want to live off her but failed, and they are playing double standards.

I wonder what expressions these people would have if they knew that the person who stole their gigolo job was actually a woman.

"Brother Lan, fight well, you will definitely win!"

Seeing that Mo Xiaolan was about to go on stage, Wu Yiren waved her little fist and encouraged her tenderly.

Liusu beside him said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Lan, you can do it~~"

Mo Xiaolan didn't bother to pay attention to this guy and jumped into the field. Opposite him was a burly man with a square head and a body that was almost square.

"It's the hardest stone in Huashen Peak!"

The male disciples' eyes lit up, and they all had looks of enjoying a good show.

"The hardest rock versus the softest gigolo!"

“This is going to be interesting!”

"Brother Shi, teach this gigolo a lesson!"

Before Qin Gengyun emerged as a rising star, Shi Ying was the top master of Huashen Peak.

His body-building skills are even stronger than those of the inner disciples, and he created his own body-collision method as a means of attack. When he uses it, he is like a moving iron mountain, and nothing can stop him.

In the first two matches, Shi Ying crushed his opponent in a matter of moments, and the opponent was not even able to leave any sword marks on his body.

This shows how tough this guy is.

And now, Master Lan Yin, this gigolo, has met the hardest stone, which immediately aroused the interest of the outer disciples.

Of course, more people hope that Shi Ying can teach this gigolo a lesson.

At this time, Shi Ying looked at Mo Xiaolan with disdain: "I heard that you and He Zhiqiu are friends. As expected, people are divided into groups. I will give you ten swords."

After saying this, he glanced at Qin Gengyun off the court.

Mo Xiaolan kindly advised: “Brother Shi, ten swords are too many.”

Shi Ying laughed: "Are you worried that even ten swords won't break my defense? Then try twenty swords. Look at your appearance as a little white-faced boy. Can you swing twenty swords?"

There was laughter all around, and someone started to make a noise:

"Brother Shi is making things difficult for Brother Lan. He can please women, but his hands are very soft! Hahaha!"

These male disciples who failed in their attempts to live off of others laughed louder and louder, but Mo Xiaolan remained calm.

They are laughing at the gigolo Lan Yin, what does it have to do with me, Mo Xiaolan?

She cupped her hands and said, "In that case, Senior Brother Shi, be careful."

After saying that, he drew out his sword and performed a standard Tai Shang Ru Xin Sword starting move. Then he swung the sword lightly and a faint sword light flew towards Shi Ying.

This sword light was not as sharp as those of Xu Caihe and Zhang Chen before, and it was even less powerful than that of a strong man like Zhang Ling. It flew lightly in the air. It was more like a flower than a sword light.

"Hahaha, he's really a gigolo. Even the Supreme Ruxin Sword is used in a sissy way by him!"

The male disciples around him all laughed. Shi Ying also had a look of disdain on his face. He stood there leisurely with his hands folded across his chest.

Not until the light sword beam flew closer did Shi Ying's expression suddenly change, and with a "hey" he suddenly tensed up.

The sword light hit the hard body of stone, making a loud bang.

The surrounding noise suddenly stopped and everyone looked at Shi Ying.

But he stood still, even his clothes were not torn at all, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed again.

"I told you, there's no way a gigolo could possibly break through Senior Brother Shi's defenses!"

“It didn’t even pierce Senior Brother Shi’s clothes. They’re too soft. Hahaha!”

"It really is just good-looking but useless!"

Amidst the laughter, Mo Xiaolan suddenly said, “Brother Shi, are you okay?”

Shi Ying's face flushed and he laughed: "Do you think I look like I'm in trouble?"

Mo Xiaolan said "oh" and swung the sword again, and another light sword light flew out.

Under people's contemptuous gazes, the sword light hit Shi Ying's body and quickly dissipated.

This time, even the clothes were not damaged.

Mo Xiaolan put away her sword and asked, "Brother Shi, are you coming again?"

Shi Ying opened his mouth and said, "Come on!"

But the expression on his face didn't seem so relaxed anymore.

Mo Xiaolan slashed out with a sword beam again. Shi Ying clenched his teeth, tensed his whole body, and with a bang, he took it again.

There were praises and ridicules from all around: "Senior Brother Shi is too strong!"

"Hahaha, you gigolo, even if you stand here and chop for a whole day, you can't hurt Senior Brother Shi at all, so just admit defeat!"

Mo Xiaolan said to Shi Ying with admiration: "Brother Shi, you have extraordinary endurance. I admire you. Please take my sword again."

"No……"

Shi Ying opened his mouth to speak, but Mo Xiaolan had already slashed out the fourth sword beam, which was still so light and graceful, like a flower.

With a bang, the sword light slashed Shi Ying's body and quickly dissipated.

Mo Xiaolan put away her sword, bowed to Shi Ying, and turned to leave.

The disciples around were all confused.

"What do you mean? The fight isn't even over yet, why are you leaving?"

"What's so strange about this? He must have realized he couldn't win, so he gave up!"

"You're already out of strength after just four strikes? You're so weak!"

"I couldn't even cut Brother Shi's clothes, so I don't have the face to beat him anymore!"

"What a pity! He is so handsome but so useless. I wonder what the princess sees in him?"

For a moment, all the male disciples burst into laughter.

Let you snatch the princess and let you live off her!

You're embarrassed now, you deserve it!

"Brother Shi is still tough enough!"

"Now Princess knows who the real man is, right?"

Amidst the discussions, Shi Ying, who was called a "real man" by the male disciples, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight down.