Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Qin Ye was angry, Qin Xiaorong, you are a king of big talk.

If you can beat Lei Hanyue, I, Qin Ye, will take your surname!

He even wanted to struggle and argue, but his wound was pulled and the pain made him tilt his body again.

Forget it, I don’t have the energy to fight. Brother, I’ll just pray for you silently, praying that you don’t meet Lei Hanyue.

He swallowed the hemostatic and tissue-growing pill and felt the pain eased a lot.

He took two deep breaths and looked back at the arena.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, but once you look at it, you will be dumbfounded.

no……

That brother from the dung-carrying team, I remember you were only a late-stage warrior?

You knocked a mid-stage battle master down with a carrying pole?

And that brother who brought a dung bucket with him, do you think that if you hide in the dung bucket, no one can hit you?

and many more……

No?

Really can’t hit it?

That was the attack of a great war master!

"What is this dung bucket made of? It doesn't move at all!" Qin Ye exclaimed.

Qin Youyou fed Ji Wu some water and burped her, then replied, "Iron. It's just scrap metal left over from the ironworks. I melted it down and made a new use for it. I never thought it could be used in fighting."

She couldn't understand the twists and turns in this fight.

I just recall that no matter in ancient times or now, villagers like to use farm tools when fighting, using shoulder poles and hoes together. This is the simplest fight.

I couldn't help but laugh. These young men from the Qin family might have learned the essence from the villagers of Nancun.

It also depends on their own strong kung fu skills, so they can win without any fancy magic weapons.

Qin Ye turned around in shock.

Cast from scrap iron?

Miss Youyou, did you listen to what people say?

Can such a treasure be made from scrap iron?

Impossible, impossible!

Qin Ye shook his head. He felt that he must have lost too much blood and was hallucinating.

Otherwise, how to explain the scene on the stage?

How do you explain Miss Youyou burping Princess Ji Wu?

It must be an illusion!

If it's not an illusion, then...

His face turned pale.

If I rejected the dung bucket suit, wouldn't I have missed out on 100 million?

Amitabha, please bless him, it must be an illusion!

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"Master Yin, the one who just won with one move is a young man from my Lei family, Lei Hanyue. At only sixteen, he's already a War Clan leader and a Black Phoenix Contract holder. He's a leader among the four great families."

Lei Qiu, the head of the Lei family, looked at Yin Chunbai with a smile, trying to see his attitude towards Lei Hanyue from his face.

Having said that, we have to thank the Qin family for giving away such a good seedling for the sake of a useless second young lady.

Qin Zhengwu had no expression on his face.

Lei Hanyue's life or death, good or bad, has nothing to do with his Qin family.

Moreover, in his opinion, the Lei family did not give the resources to Lei Meng'er, but instead gave them to Lei Hanyue, which was like raising a tiger to cause trouble.

She could even kill her closest relatives, let alone the Lei family who had no blood relationship with her?

The relationship between her and the Lei family is just one of mutual benefit.

Yin Chunbai glanced at Lei Hanyue. A sixteen-year-old Zhan Zong?

Not bad indeed.

It is not impossible to bring it into Qingling Peak.

Seeing the satisfaction that flashed across Master Yin's face, the head of the Lei family was overjoyed and put his heart at ease.

Sure enough, the Lei family’s decision was correct, and Lei Hanyue did not disappoint him.

The two heads of the Lu and Nangong families sneered in their hearts.

Whose family doesn’t have a son who is a Zhan Zong?

Oh, by the way, the Qin family doesn’t have it.

They looked at Qin Zhengwu with pity, and the drumbeats sounded below, and the second wave of competition began.

Qin Xiaorong faced the guards of the Lu family. The opponent was at the early stage of the great battle master. Qin Xiaorong went up to him with bare hands without any weapons.

Lu Qingtong and Nangong Haoan faced each other from a distance.

"Sister Lu, I won't let you." Nangong Haoan wore a light blue gown and held a bamboo flute in his hand.

The flute is played horizontally, and a tune is played.

The temperature around him dropped inch by inch, and solid ice spread inch by inch across half of the competition stage.

A huge ice snake shadow appeared behind him.

"Nangong Haoan, the young master of the Nangong family, the Ice Snake Contractor, is at the early stage of the War Sect!"

The audience's eyes were full of envy.

This is the elegance of the young master of a big family!

After hearing the audience's exclamations, Nangong Haoan's self-confidence, which had been knocked down by Qin Xiaorong, quickly recovered.

Voila.

He is still that favored child of heaven.

Lu Qingtong was wearing a fiery red long dress today. She didn't say anything, but narrowed her beautiful eyes. The temperature around her rose layer by layer, flames rushed up, and a huge fire fox phantom appeared behind her.

She was originally gentle and kind, but at this moment her temperament changed, becoming fierce and domineering, with her eyes filled with boiling fighting spirit.

He became a completely different person from the one he was in front of Qin Jiyu.

Fire and ice, competing against each other.

"The eldest lady of the Lu family! The Fire Fox Contractor, such a domineering power of fire."

The contractor of a spirit beast can share the elemental power of the contracted beast.

Therefore, this competition is not only a competition between Lu Qingtong and Nangong Haoan, not only a competition between the Lu family and the Nangong family, but also a competition between the Ice Snake and the Fire Fox.

This should have been the highlight of the youth competition.

The audience is also looking forward to this competition.

Suddenly, a shout was heard, drawing everyone's attention.

"Qin Jiyu is here too, look!"

Oh ho?

The audience was like a group of cats seeing a cat toy.

With a swish, they all turned their heads in unison to look in the direction of Qin Jiyu.

Qin Jiyu!

He was once the number one genius and top star in Fengyu Country.

He had countless fans, but his life ended in disgrace with his dantian destroyed and his legs disabled.

Now, he drags his broken body, regroups and fights for his fallen family!

Did he die on the stage?

Did he leave the field due to injury?

Or will it make a strong comeback?

The outcome will be known today!

Who would miss the comeback of a superstar?

Even if it's just watching him make a fool of himself, it's more interesting than watching others!

Qin Jiyu pushed the wheelchair and calmly drove to the opposite side of Lei Meng'er.

"Qin Jiyu! Qin Jiyu!"

"Qin Jiyu! Qin Jiyu!"

In the Qin family's stands, Qin Youyou led her brothers and sisters, screaming at the top of their lungs.

"Cats love crucian carp! I love Jiyu!"

"Who should I choose to marry? The best hunk, Ji Yuqiang!"

"I'm crazy for you, I'm crazy for you, I'll bang my head against the wall for you!"

Qin Jiyu's body swayed, and her calm expression almost cracked.

His reputation...

Over there, Lu Qingtong had already started fighting with Nangong Haoan. When they heard the slogan, they both paused and their movements froze.

Lu Qingtong took a break from her busy schedule and excitedly joined in the cheering.

"Qin Jiyu! Qin Jiyu! I'm crazy for you, I'm crazy for you, I'll bang my head against the wall for you!"

Nangong Haoan gritted his teeth: "Don't be distracted! Respect your opponent?"

Lei Meng'er had never seen such overwhelming support before. The little girl standing on the stage was shocked.

Qin Xiaorong had quickly dealt with his opponent, flew off the stage and joined the cheering team.

"Qin Jiyu! Qin Jiyu!"

Qin Ye: No, you're so fast? You're done before I even have a chance to see it?

"Super Boy?"

Qin Xiaorong staggered: "Shut up!"

Qin Youyou held the small hammer to Qin Xiaorong's mouth, diverting his attention.

Qin Xiaorong roared: "Who should I choose to marry?"

The small hammer was handed to Qin Ye's mouth again.

The corner of Qin Ye's mouth twitched. Although he was a little embarrassed, as long as he was not embarrassed, others would be embarrassed.

He squeezed out the air from his lungs: "Number one tough guy Ji Yuqiang!"