The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Jiang Yingxue breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. Fortunately, everyone was much more tolerant than she had imagined.

But at this moment, Cen Yizhi suddenly said: "But...if Yingxue is pretending to be weak in order to avoid the mission, then wouldn't we be the ones doing the mission?"

"Yeah!" Chu Ying turned around and squinted at Jiang Yingxue: "Don't you ever feel guilty?"

“So I’ve been on every mission~”

Chu Ying thought about it carefully, and it was indeed true. Moreover, she put in a lot of effort every time she went on a mission. So, Jiang Yingxue clearly said that she didn't want it but her body was very honest.

"Then is this afternoon's match okay?"

Jiang Yingxue shrugged: "If there are no unexpected events, it's fine."

In the afternoon, the arena was restored to its original state, with new stone bricks paved on the ground, and all traces and debris of the fight had been cleaned up.

Not only that, the number of people in the audience seats increased significantly, and they were all discussing the performance of the First Peak of Xianyun Sect in the morning.

After all, no one expected that the First Peak of Xianyun Sect, which was rumored to be on the decline, could perform so brilliantly in the morning's match!

The referee shouted, "Both sides, please send someone to the ring!"

In fact, as long as Jiang Yingxue wins this round, Xianyun Sect can achieve one draw and two wins and advance directly, which saves Cen Yizi from having to take action.

But Wan Jinan insisted that everyone go on the field to gain experience, so the Xianyun Sect still sent Cen Yizhi to the stage.

Cen Yizhi walked onto the ring without hesitation. The sun shone obliquely on him, outlining his handsome face and upright posture.

At this moment, his expression was still calm and composed. His eyes were neither anxious nor impatient, with a hint of reserve and determination.

On the opposite side appeared a man wearing a yellow mask.

Jiang Yingxue observed him for a long time and found that he was the most silent of the four. He had been watching the game carefully since the morning match began, not saying a word, and his temperament seemed different from the other players on the team.

I don’t know if this person’s tactics are different from the previous one.

Upon seeing this, the referee immediately announced loudly: "Xianyun Sect vs. Liaoyuan Sect, the third preliminaries match begins now!"

After he finished speaking, the man in the yellow mask slowly took off his mask.

The face was very ordinary, with no memorable features. It was the kind that would be hard to find if thrown into a crowd.

But the next moment, he spoke: "Sir, what is your name? How should I address you?"

Cen Yizhi was immediately stunned, his brows furrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously. That voice... was clearly a woman's voice!

Moreover, the voice is gentle and clear, like a spring breeze blowing on your face, with a sweetness that seems to be the sound of nature.

What's going on? A man with a female voice? So is he a man or a woman?

Cen Yizi was very confused at the moment. After all, he was not good at socializing, especially with women. After coming to Xianyun Sect, being able to communicate normally with Chu Ying and Jiang Yingxue was already his biggest improvement.

But now, he was actually asked to communicate with a woman other than the two of them... No, it should be said that he was exchanging blows with her. He was suddenly at a loss and could only repeatedly reassure himself that the other person just had a different voice and must be a man...

Yes, it must be a man!

He took a deep breath, cleared his throat and said, "I am from Xianyun Sect, Cen Yizhi, please teach me."

The other party continued to ask in a gentle voice, "I wonder if Mr. Cen has a family?"

Cen Yizi shook his head.

"What about your fiancée, or sweetheart?"

"Of course not..." Cen Yizi swallowed his words back halfway through.

No, is Chu Ying considered a fiancée? Although it was a lie to help Chu Ying get a letter of support, no matter how I explained it later, my father was unyielding and firmly believed that he and Chu Ying would definitely have a happy ending. To the point that he even went to the Chu family to discuss the marriage with Chu Zhenghong, and no amount of persuasion would persuade him.

So he changed his tone very honestly and said, "I guess we have an engagement, but it will probably be cancelled later."

The man said in a very gentle voice, "The future is the future. We should cherish the present, right?"

"Come on, Mr. Cen, look into my eyes." The voice came softly again, with a seductive tone.

After hearing this, Cen Yizi instinctively obeyed and looked up into the other person's eyes.

The man in front of me had eyes as deep as a pool, which seemed to be able to draw people in.

Cen Yizhi felt as if his gaze was being drawn by an irresistible force, and everything before him seemed to become hazy. He felt his heart begin to beat uncontrollably, and his mind went blank, as if an invisible hand gently grasped his consciousness, making it impossible for him to think.

He held his forehead with his hand, trying to concentrate, took a few deep breaths, and blinked hard. However, when he looked up again, the man had turned into Chu Ying!

"Chu Ying!?"

Cen Yi took two steps back and quickly looked around.

Nothing had changed. They were still on the stage, surrounded by crowded audience seats. However, the man wearing the yellow mask had turned into Chu Ying!

"What kind of magic did you use?"

The other party said slowly: "This is not a magic trick, it is a charm. It can make me look like your sweetheart. So your sweetheart is called Chu Ying, right?"

Chu Ying, who was in the audience, was stunned when she heard this. She quickly looked at the senior brother beside her, danced with joy for a while, and then frowned and said, "Cen Yizi likes me? How come I don't know? Do you know?"

Yan Chuan looked puzzled: "How could I possibly know?"

"I thought since you're all men, you might reveal things to each other." Chu Ying nodded thoughtfully. "I didn't expect him to be so secretive."

Yan Chuan immediately said: "Maybe there is some misunderstanding."

"Oh, what misunderstanding could there be? People have already said that using charm can transform you into the appearance of your loved one."

Yan Chuan said helplessly: "You are confident."

Chu Ying raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Are you envious of my confidence? If you had half as much confidence as I do, you wouldn't be suffering from lovesickness here~"

"What do you mean?"

Chu Ying: "Well, experience it yourself, continue watching the game~"

On the stage, Cen Yizhi shook his head in panic: "You should just change back to your original appearance and compete."

"That won't do. I took so much trouble to transform myself into the person you love just to win you over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party raised his sword and slowly approached Cen Yizhi: "Husband, why don't you surrender? This way, we won't have to draw our swords and point them at each other, right?"

After hearing this, Cen Yizi immediately got goose bumps and his whole body felt numb as if he had been hit by an electric current.