Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

There was peace in the live broadcast room.

[Thank you. I'll be a punching bag when I get in. I'll be the kind that can be knocked down with just one punch.]

[The dragon roars...hahahahahaha, my mind is full of Violet turning into a dragon, Duke Gray, I'm sorry.]

[Sister Fang, you don't even let your own brother go. Fang Shaoli will cry.]

[Look at the expressions of the people next to me. This is the first time I've seen them so speechless. It's so funny.]

[This atmosphere is so harmonious, this is what I want to see in the Star League, @Star League official, can you copy my homework? ]

The game was still going on. Gray raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face and said with admiration, "I was right about you. Warm-up is done. Now show your true skills."

Fang Shaoli raised his trembling hand, and a red longbow appeared. He smiled, pulled away, drew the bow and drew the arrow.

"Sorry, I'm a remote user."

Gray, holding the knife, laughed speechlessly: "You really are not a normal person!"

Fang Shaoli condensed the arrow in his hand and grinned: "Thank you for the compliment!"

"call out--!"

The fiery red arrow pierced through space, burning everything in its path, including spiritual energy. Then the flames filled the sky and transformed into a fire phoenix that rushed straight towards Gray.

Gray stretched his right leg back and leaned forward, staring at the fire phoenix that was flying towards him.

"Oh!"

The explosion was deafening, followed by lightning, and in a flash Gray rushed into the air. A purple god of thunder appeared behind him, and he slashed at the fire phoenix with the blade in his hand.

Thunder and fire collided, the roar of explosions was accompanied by dazzling light, the two figures collided and separated, and the explosion sounds of thunder and fire intertwined around were endless.

Gray split the arrows and asked, "I'm curious, Fang Shaoli, you are very strong, why aren't you the captain?"

Fang Shaoli stepped on the air, dodging the thunder and sneered: "Because of the trouble, and there is a commander with wild ideas, if I take over the position of captain, I will die soon!"

The blazing flames reflected the mighty thunder. Fang Shaoli gathered his last bit of strength and pointed it directly at Gray. Gray also decided to use all his remaining strength. The battle was extremely fierce, but the two chatted like friends.

"Gray, think about it, if you have someone like Zhixin in your team, can you handle it?"

Gray's expression was painful for a moment: "There is only one Fang Zhixin in the world, this is something to be thankful for."

Fang Shaoli curled his lips and smiled: "Then you have to get used to it. You will have a lot of time to deal with us."

"Yin——"

Above the huge arena, half was fire and half was thunder, resisting each other. Gray raised his knife, and thousands of thunders gathered. Fang Shaoli keenly felt that it was not only Gray's own power, but also the power of heaven and earth that was condensed.

"So this is the ninth level threshold."

Gray raised his knife and chopped it down fiercely from above: "You learn quickly, but it's a pity that you can't withstand this blow!"

The condensed thunder formed a solid blade, and the substantial power poured down, bringing the battle to an end.

Fang Shaoli teleported to the audience and joined the army of insights, leaving others speechless.

Gray, who was walking over, raised his hand to catch the thing thrown by Philen, looked down, and then looked in the direction of Fang Shaoli and the others.

"So urgent?"

A white figure passed by and said something.

"Sote, it's our turn, let's get ready."

Bai Yuefeng spoke anxiously, if he was any slower Fang Shaoli would have a breakthrough.

Sote was tired: "I really don't know what these people are so anxious about..."

Gray looked at Fang Zhixin, trying to get an answer from him.

Fang Zhixin nodded his chin and thought for a moment before speaking: "It should be a great sense of accomplishment. Our team has always been a hard-working group and it's the same for the team members. Whoever is the first to break through to level nine will feel great when they see the other people gritting their teeth."

Everyone commented with a blank expression: "Nervous..."

Gray finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and watched the screen recording. An electric current flashed on his hand.

Philen smiled and said, "She's right. Don't you understand it yourself?"

Gray sighed. His excessive pursuit of control had caused Thunder to lose its original destructive power. So he was too obedient.

"This battle was not in vain. Our level is indeed high, but that's all. Fang Shaoli's wild fighting style has brought out 200% of his ability."

Philen nodded: "It can be seen that the people of Blue Star are good at fighting, and they live up to their reputation as fierce bandits."

Gray turned around and looked at Philen in disbelief: "It's not easy to get recognition from you, the prince of Lanwei Star."

Feilun chuckled: "What's there to be ashamed of? But they can't win, and their goal is not to win. I wonder how many people can enter the ninth level?"

"It shouldn't work today anyway. How can someone know the opportunity and reach the ninth level on the same day? Gaining the recognition of the power of heaven and earth and gathering the power of heaven and earth is not something that can be done overnight."

Gray took the towel handed over by his teammate and nodded: "That's right, I'm not the darling of the world, I still have to understand."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhixin's eyes rolled, and he stood in front of them and spoke with a smile.

"How about making a bet? Bet on whether one of us can reach level nine today?"

"Let's make a bet." Florinna knocked on the table.

Fang Zhixin nodded, his dark eyes shining.

Florinna smiled under Fang Zhixin's gaze, and then said two words: "No gambling."

Everyone looked at him sideways. Not gambling?

Solla thought about it and shook his head embarrassedly: "I won't bet even if I lose a star."

Gray turned his face away: "No, I have a psychological trauma."

Facing the pressure from the entire audience, Philen hissed and finally gave the answer.

"No gambling!"

His expression turned grim, as if he had lost something. He stared at Fang Zhixin, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Fang Zhixin's mouth twitched: "Why not bet? Do you think anyone among us can reach level nine today?"

How did they all become bad people? How could she cheat on him?

She looked at Philen, raised her eyebrows curiously and asked, "Really not gambling? Afraid of losing?"

Gray straightened up silently and moved away from Fang Zhixin's sight. Dealing with this person was very troublesome, whether he spoke or not.

It's either the kind of trouble that's been plotted against, or the kind of headache that's like being kicked in the head.

Philen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and narrowed his eyes: "I don't believe any of you can achieve it, but now it's obviously a trap. If I jump in again, am I a grudge?"

Florina and the others didn't place any bets, but he did. Plus, Fang Zhixin looked so impatient, as if he wasn't even pretending, that even if he didn't believe it, he couldn't make the move.

"Hey, don't say that about yourself." Fang Zhixin comforted him, "If you don't want to gamble, then don't gamble. It's not a big deal."

Fang Zhixin is in a very good mood, or should I say, very good. As long as the main goal is achieved, nothing else matters.