Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the quarterfinals finally came to an end, determining the four finalists of this tournament.

They are Jianghang No.1 Middle School, Taicang No.1 Middle School, Jianghang No.3 Middle School, and Jiangnan No.1 Middle School.

It was not unexpected that the top three high schools could advance to the final four, after all, they are all long-established top schools in the southeastern province.

However, the fact that Jiangnan No.1 High School, a previously little-known high school, was able to advance to the top four was clearly beyond everyone's expectations, making it the biggest dark horse of this competition.

Many people have already begun to place high hopes on this high school to win the championship, and in terms of odds of winning, it is second only to Jianghang No.1 High School led by Fang Ping.

The reason why everyone has such high hopes for this high school is because of the exceptional individual strength of their captain, Qin Yu.

He crushed everyone he faced with a single move, which clearly shocked everyone.

However, whether Qin Yu can easily crush his opponents in the semifinals is something that everyone is extremely curious and concerned about.

"Alright, everyone, the quarterfinals have concluded. Now let's proceed with the draw for the semifinals!"

The host announced loudly on stage:

"Let's welcome the captains of the four teams to the stage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers, applause, and shouts.

"When the land is flat and the people are at peace, the world will be at peace!"

"Han Li, Han Li, draw your sword!"

"Zhao Long, Zhao Long, may your dragon soar across the four seas!"

"Qin Yu, Qin Yu, please draw more of Goddess Qingxue's original stockings!"

Qin Yu:? ? ?

Damn it, everyone else's slogans are all super cool, but when it comes to mine, you guys just want me to post more used stockings?

You guys are going way too far!

Qin Yu sighed softly, and the next moment, he spoke directly:

"When I count to three, if you all shout 'Qin Yu is awesome!' and everyone else is an idiot, I'll give away another hundred pairs of Lin Qingxue's used stockings!"

“Wuhu!!!”

Upon hearing this, all the men in the room erupted in cheers.

Qin Yu's lips curled into a slight smile as he extended his finger:

"Labour and Capital Shu Daoshan!"

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the male audience members shouted in unison:

"Qin Yu is awesome, everyone else is an idiot!"

Among them were many viewers who had cheered for the other three captains beforehand.

All I can say is that the allure of used stockings is simply too great.

Fang Ping, Han Li, and Zhao Long: "..."

The three of them never imagined that what defeated them was none other than a pair of used stockings...

At this moment, all the male audience members were excitedly shouting.

Even more outrageous, one person pulled a pair of flesh-colored stockings directly from their backpack, looking smug and saying:

"Sorry, I already got it last time!"

As he spoke, he gently stroked the stockings with a delighted expression, then brought them to his nose and sniffed them intensely, looking completely absorbed in the experience.

"Mmm... This smooth texture, mixed with the delicate fragrance of a young girl, is truly intoxicating!"

"Eh? What is this?"

Just then, the male spectator suddenly feigned surprise and pulled a few black hairs from his stockings, a bright smile spreading across his face as he said:

"Oh, so it's the leg hair that Goddess Qingxue left in her stockings!"

quack!

This is the sound of countless male viewers grinding their back teeth.

They watched this guy carelessly playing with Qingxue Goddess's stockings, and they were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

This made the male audience members even more excited, and they cheered even harder.

"Qin Yu is awesome! Everyone else is an idiot!"

"Qin Yu is awesome! Everyone else is an idiot!"

"..."

Seeing the audience cheering so enthusiastically for Qin Yu, the rest of the students from Jiangnan No. 1 Middle School shook their heads, unable to bear watching.

If they knew that these so-called used stockings were actually worn by Liu Damao, and that the so-called leg hair was from Liu Damao's body, I wonder if they would be furious...

"Alright, everyone, quiet down!"

Seeing that the martial arts competition was about to turn into a stockings contest, the host quickly stepped forward and announced loudly:

"Let's cut to the chase and get straight to the draw for the semifinals!"

First, Fang Ping from Jianghang No.1 Middle School went up to the stage and took out a numbered ball from the lottery box, which clearly had the number 2 written on it.

Next, Han Li from Taicang No.1 Middle School went up to the stage and drew ball number 1.

Seeing this, everyone at Taicang No.1 Middle School secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This means they didn't draw the strongest team in this competition, Jianghang No.1 Middle School, which is very good news.

Han Li smiled slightly and looked at Fang Ping, saying:

"It seems we can only meet in the finals."

But to everyone's surprise, Fang Ping showed no mercy and said directly with an indifferent expression:

"You're no match for me. Even if you make it to the finals, you're just handing it to us."

Han Li's lips twitched suddenly; this guy's words were as awful as ever.

But it must be said that what he said was indeed the truth.

They arranged several training matches between Taicang No.1 Middle School and Jianghang No.1 Middle School, but without exception, they all lost.

To be honest, Taicang No.1 Middle School still lags behind Jianghang No.1 Middle School in terms of overall strength.

Han Li didn't expect them to defeat Jianghang No.1 Middle School and win the championship.

In his opinion, being able to reach the finals and win the runner-up title was already a satisfactory achievement.

As for the other two high schools, he didn't care about them.

After Han Li finished drawing his lots, the third person to go on stage was Zhao Long from Jianghang No. 3 Middle School.

Zhao Long was a burly man who walked with a powerful, vigorous stride, but at this moment he looked somewhat nervous, silently praying in his heart.

Please, please, please do not run into Jianghang No.1 Middle School. Please, please do not run into Jianghang No.1 Middle School...

After all, as top schools in Jianghang City, No. 3 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School undoubtedly have the most training matches scheduled.

Therefore, Zhao Long was very aware of the difference in strength between the two schools.

It can be said that the gap in strength between the two schools is like the gap between a humble author and a venerable reader, an insurmountable chasm.

Zhao Long took a deep breath and murmured softly:

"I made a bet with the gods, wagering that my brother Zhang Wei will live ten years longer so that I won't be drawn into Jianghang No.1 Middle School!"

While silently praying, he reached into the lottery box and took out a numbered ball.

The number 2 was clearly marked on it!

Zhao Long's face turned pale instantly.

His brother Zhang Wei doesn't even have ten years left to live.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile helplessly.

It seems that Jianghang No. 3 Middle School has been eliminated in the top four this time.

When the lottery results for Jianghang No. 3 Middle School came out, Qin Yu naturally didn't need to draw a number.

Their opponent in the semifinals of Jiangnan No.1 Middle School is Taicang No.1 Middle School.

Upon seeing this result, Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Qin Yu, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He had watched this kid's matches, and he relied entirely on his seemingly unbeatable wooden vine entanglement move, a single trick that made him invincible.

But I have to say, that kid's "Entanglement with Wooden Vine" move was really awesome.

Unfortunately, he awakened an S-rank fire-type talent.

As is well known,

Fire overcomes wood.

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P.S.: My dears, I'm really sorry. I worked overtime too late yesterday and was so tired that I only took a short rest. I'm sure all of you lovely, handsome, and charming readers won't mind. Love you all! (○｀e?0?7○)