Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Qin Hanyue waited until Qin Tian had finished venting his anger, then said, "Dad, you can scold me if you want, but I came to see you today for something important."

Hearing his daughter calling that vicious woman "mother" again, Qin Tian almost couldn't breathe.

But he dared not speak out, as he knew very well how perverted that woman was.

It’s okay for her to torment him, but she can’t take her anger out on the two children.

Lei Jiao'er was in a good mood today: "What's the matter, Hanyue?"

"I want to participate in the family competition and win first place in the youth group for the Lei family!"

"Oh?" Lei Jiao'er raised an eyebrow: "But...your last name is Qin."

Qin Hanyue looked up and sneered, "Oh, the Qin family gave up on me, which was their biggest mistake. I am willing to change my surname to Lei and fight for the Lei family!"

Qin Junan's eyes were filled with shock.

"You!" Qin Tian was so angry that he almost fainted.

But he knew that this was his last resort.

He had no choice but to forget his roots and change his name and surname.

Lei Jiaoer narrowed her eyes.

The youth competition of the family competition is open only to participants under the age of 25. The only young man in the Lei family who meets the age requirement and has talent is Lei Meng'er.

But she was only fourteen years old, and her strength was only at the early stage of a great battle master. She was indeed no match for Lu Qingtong and Nangong Haoan.

Qin Hanyue... a great war master at the perfect stage, and a Black Phoenix contractor.

Change your surname to Lei?

It is not impossible.

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The family competition is coming soon.

Everyone in the Qin family was busy.

Most of the newly deposited 500,000 gold coins into the treasury were allocated to the family's weaponsmiths.

They have to forge a suitable treasure for each contestant before the big competition begins.

There is also some encouraging good news. Every member of the collateral family under the age of 25 has the opportunity to participate in this youth competition. Those who perform well will directly enter the elite guard team.

Qin Xiaorong didn't want to join the elite guard team, but he wanted to show his skills in the youth competition and make Miss Youyou proud.

He came to the registration place and stood at the end of the line.

The young guards in the queue at the front were gathered together, whispering:

"Have you heard that the eldest lady and the eldest master have been expelled from the family?"

"Hush, how dare you call me Miss? I've changed my last name since I entered the Lei family. I'm Lei Hanyue now."

"I heard they were expelled because they wanted to kill the Second Young Miss. I never thought the Second Young Miss held such a high position in the Patriarch's heart. A mere mortal without any spiritual roots actually caused the Patriarch to expel the Black Phoenix Contractor..."

"You can't afford to offend the Second Young Lady now. She's rich, and the elders all have to curry favor with her. Things are changing, and who dares to look down on the Second Young Lady now?"

"It's just that I always feel a little strange. The head of the family and the elders seem to think too highly of the second young lady."

"Hey, who cares? The Second Miss can make money, and it's our entire Qin family that benefits! Unlike Lei Hanyue, with her around, we have no chance of getting any of the good resources. I support the Second Miss."

Qin Xiaorong frowned: "What are you talking about?"

As soon as his voice came out, everyone turned around and saw that it was Qin Xiaorong. After being stunned for a moment, they forced a smile on their faces.

Very enthusiastic.

"It's Brother Rong."

"Hello, Brother Rong, hello, are you also going to sign up for the youth competition? How about you go first in line?"

The guards all rushed to make way for Qin Xiaorong.

Qin Xiaorong was stunned. Damn, these guys changed their faces like the weather changed.

Have they forgotten how they mocked him a month ago?

Isn't it embarrassing that they are flattering him like this?

He was a little uncomfortable and refused: "No, first come first served, I'll just queue here."

The guards smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to say anything more. They registered honestly one by one.

The registrar wrote down the information of each person who registered.

"Qin Rui, late stage combat master, 21 years old."

"Qin Xiaopi, mid-stage combat master, 19 years old."

"Qin Meng, early stage of the Great Master, 24 years old."

……

Finally it was Qin Xiaorong's turn.

The guards were all waiting for him, thinking that after he finished registering, they would exchange a few words with him and get closer to him.

"If I remember correctly, Brother Xiaorong is a mid-stage combat master, right? A mid-stage combat master at the age of sixteen, that's really amazing."

"Of course not. This talent is no less than that of the eldest lady. Oh no, it's no less than that of Lei Hanyue."

"Brother Xiaorong will definitely shine in this family competition, successfully enter the elite guard team, and become the family's key training target!"

Qin Xiaorong had never heard so much praise in his life. He felt itchy all over and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Unexpectedly, thanks to the second young lady, he also became the object of flattery.

However, his current strength is not just a mid-stage combat master.

After following the Second Young Lady for over a month and watching her take action several times, his state of mind had undergone a drastic change, and his cultivation speed had skyrocketed like a monkey.

In addition, the second lady would reward him with green onions from time to time, so his strength increased even faster.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he had some reason to be proud and would not embarrass the Second Young Lady.

He raised his head, puffed out his chest and walked forward: "Qin Xiaorong, sixteen years old, mid-stage of the Great Battle Master."

As soon as these words came out, everyone behind him gasped.

The registrar also looked at him in surprise, and quickly picked up his pen to write.

"Mid-stage Grandmaster!"

"He was clearly only in the middle stage of combat master a month ago!"

"Qin Hanyue is only at the late stage of the Great Battle Master! But, but she relied on the entire Qin family's resources to build up her status."

Qin Xiaorong snorted in his heart. He had long known that his talent was no worse than Qin Hanyue's.

Although he is from the side branch, who can say that he has a pair of discerning eyes? He hugged Miss Youyou's thigh in time. What's the point of being a mid-stage battle master? In the future, he will be even stronger!

At this moment, he was enjoying everyone's envious gazes.

Mom, I, Qin Xiaorong, have achieved what I have today. I have made you so proud!

A discordant voice sounded behind him.

"Qin Xiaorong, do you dare to compete with me?"

Everyone turned their heads.

Qin Xiaorong's eyes also narrowed.

It was Qin Ye, the gatekeeper, who had mocked Qin Xiaorong the most before.

He is about the same age as Qin Xiaorong and has similar strength. After Qin Xiaorong was transferred to Qin Youyou's courtyard, he thought that he had secured a place in this year's elite guard team.

After all, everyone knows that the person who guards the gate is more promising than the person who guards the yard.

Unexpectedly, Qin Xiaorong said that he was in the middle stage of the Great Battle Master!

How could Qin Ye bear this?

One's own failure is hateful, but one's opponent's success is even more chilling.

But he couldn't help but think, what if, what if Qin Xiaorong was lying?

It's only been a month. How could he possibly reach a higher level in just one month?

Yes, he must be lying!

The family competition is coming soon, and those with greater strength will be able to obtain better resources.

Qin Xiaorong must have lied on purpose for resources.

Thinking of this, Qin Ye became angry. He wanted to expose Qin Xiaorong in front of everyone!

Qin Xiaorong glanced at him indifferently.

ignore.

Just take a step forward to leave.

He is very busy and has to sharpen his sickle.