Quick Wear: Boss, please stop being so high

"Next match! A Jindan stage showdown. Linghua Sect - Lingchen, versus Fengyun Sect - Yuhui!"

The Great Elder stood on the high referee's podium, reading out the list of contestants.

When the audience heard Lingchen's name on the list of names, the Linghua Sect's leader instantly stood up and said in disbelief, "What?!"

Shi Jin looked at him calmly and said, "Master Linghua, what's wrong? Why do you look so surprised?"

Ling Cangqiong looked extremely unhappy. Seeing that Ling Chen was about to go on stage, he gritted his teeth and said:

"My son is a stubborn boy. I did not sign him up for this competition. I guess he made the decision on his own. As an apology, we will voluntarily admit defeat and let the young master of Fengyun Sect advance directly."

Shi Jin lowered his eyes and picked up the teacup to drink tea without saying anything. Han Mengze didn't even look at Ling Cangqiong, but just refilled Shi Jin's teacup when he put it down.

Xie Yunji glanced at Ling Cangqiong, then at Ling Chen, whose eyes were shining as he was getting ready to go on stage. The corners of his lips, which were originally raised in a smile, gradually flattened.

Looking at the scene before him, the Sword Sect's leader felt a headache.

The leaders and elders of other sects, after hearing what Ling Cangqiong said, instantly revealed confused expressions, and at the same time, they could not help but become excited.

After all, Lingchen was the young master of Linghua Sect, and Yuhui was the young master of Fengyun Sect. The two sects were of similar strength, and they had been fighting each other privately.

Now Ling Cangqiong's direct attitude of surrender has left many people a little confused.

Including the leader of Fengyun Sect who was poked for no apparent reason. He smiled awkwardly and said:

"If Brother Ling is like this, it will be difficult for me to handle. However, since Brother Ling said that the child signed up himself, why not just see how far the child can go?

After all, no matter what, if the child is forced to admit defeat before the game even starts, he will probably feel unwilling. And Huier himself will probably feel that this is a bit unfair. "

Xie Yunji exclaimed, and moved closer to Shi Jin and whispered, "Ah Jin, why do I feel like this person is making some innuendos?"

Shi Jin smiled and shook his head.

After hearing what the Fengyun Sect leader said, Ling Cangqiong's face froze. He gritted his teeth and was about to say something when he heard the Sword Sect leader laugh and say, "Sect leaders, how about we listen to the children's opinions? See what they think?"

The leader of Fengyun Sect immediately agreed: "Good! This leader thinks this is a very good suggestion."

Even though Ling Cangqiong was dissatisfied in his heart, he did not say anything else. He could only frown and nodded.

The Sword Sect's Great Elder, who had been watching the show in silence, saw that everyone's attention was about to shift to him, so he quickly said, "If that's the case, then I'll go ask these two children."

Afterwards, he quickly returned to the referee's stand, shielded the hearing of the other spectators, and spoke to the two children standing on the competition field:

"Young Master Ling Chen, I heard from your father that he did not ask you to sign up. Did you sign up secretly without his knowledge?"

Ling Chen was shocked. The next second, he made up his mind and said with gritted teeth: "Yes! I want to participate in this competition! I want to prove myself to him!"

Upon hearing this, the Sword Sect's Great Elder looked at Ling Chen's stubborn appearance and nodded with satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, Ling Cangqiong, who was originally sitting in the stands, entered the arena at some point.

"Not good! Stop him!" Xie Yunji exclaimed in shock, and quickly ordered people to stop Ling Cangqiong. However, Ling Cangqiong was at the late Dongxu stage after all, so how could he be stopped by a few disciples at the late Jindan stage?

Ling Cangqiong just shook his sleeves lightly, and those disciples flew out. Xie Yunji had a headache and flew out quickly to catch those disciples.

The leader of Fengyun Sect also hurried to the arena and said, "Ling Cangqiong, what are you doing?!"

Ling Cangqiong walked up to Ling Chen and stood in front of him, saying, "Quit the competition! We admit defeat!"

Ling Chen's eyes were red, and he asked in disbelief: "Why?!"

Ling Cangqiong frowned, and the next moment...

"Snapped--"

A slap landed hard on Ling Chen's face, and the scene instantly became quiet. Although the people outside the scene did not know what happened inside, they all fell silent after seeing the leader of Ling Hua Sect slap his own son with his own hands.

Ling Chen kept his head tilted, without moving. No one saw his wide-open eyes and the tears that were about to fall under his scattered bangs.

After slapping Ling Chen, Ling Cangqiong himself was stunned. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

With a cold face, he said in a stiff voice: "Withdraw from the competition!"

Ling Chen gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I - no -!"

Ling Cangqiong was so angry that he raised his hand again, while Ling Chen raised his head, staring straight at his father with his red eyes.

Ling Cangqiong's hand suddenly couldn't fall.

Xie Yunji sighed, and seeing that everyone else was hesitant, he resigned himself to walking forward and standing between Ling Cangqiong and Ling Chen.

Ling Cangqiong frowned as he looked at Xie Yunji who suddenly appeared, then walked down the stairs and put down his raised hand.

Xie Yunji got a fan from somewhere and fanned himself while mediating:

"It's just a competition, since Achen wants to participate, then let him participate. Oh, Uncle Ling, Achen is only sixteen this year, and he has a bit of youthfulness. You don't have to be so nervous."

Shi Jin was sitting in the stands, looking at Ling Cangqiong as if he was about to do something, he shook his head and said, "Master Ling Hua Sect, this is a competition among all the major sects." It's not a joke.

The subtext did not need to be fully stated, Ling Cangqiong already understood it. He took one last look at Ling Chen, ignored Jie Yunji beside him, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Looking at Ling Cangqiong's departing back, Ling Chen tightly closed his eyes and forced back the tears.

Xie Yunji sighed, patted Lingchen on the shoulder and said, "Come on! This is Huiyuan Pill, take one first, the competition will start soon. If you have any concerns, you can talk to me after the competition."

Ling Chen nodded with red eyes, and did not refuse the pill that Jie Yunji stuffed into his hand.

Xie Yunji patted Lingchen on the shoulder again and returned to the stands.

The Sword Sect's Great Elder coughed awkwardly. Seeing that everyone's attention had shifted from the melon to himself, he quickly said, "Competition - prepare -"

Ling Cangqiong really didn't hold back when he slapped Ling Chen...