"Cough, cough, Sis, you’re so straightforward! Saying that about a man isn’t quite right, it really hurts a man’s pride," Xi Rubao said with a chuckle.
Zuzi looked serious: "What does straightforward an? Anyway, he’s not quite right."
Bai He suddenly recalled: "I heard that when Brother Hu was first promoted from the grassroots level to Mr. Bo’s side a few years ago, he wasn’t the best at it, his boxing and fighting skills were lacking, and he was often mocked by Brother Long as a big fool relying on brute force, ranking last in every internal competition, which was quite embarrassing."
"He still dared to compete?" Xi Rubao exclaid.
Bai He explained: "Cough, cough, later on... it was like Gu Shiyin instructed him in a few moves, and he suddenly beca super aweso! I heard that once he almost defeated Brother Long. But he hasn’t participated in this kind of international competition before, so it’s uncertain what his level is on the field."
"Gu Shiyin? Her again?" Wu Qianman bit her lip, "No wonder people are always infatuated with her, she’s quite good at winning people’s hearts, giving pointers here and there, suddenly becoming the Boss of Ma Jia or whatever, making these n rember her and repay her."
"Exactly, so annoying that Boss of Ma Jia," Xi Rubao pouted, "My sister is more honest. She always teaches us to work hard and do good deeds instead of asking for our gratitude."
Bai He accidentally ntioned Gu Shiyin, feeling quite annoyed with herself.
Sigh, that tea master is really obsessed with setting traps everywhere, you can easily bump into people related to her.
When I was younger, I didn’t think much of it, but after eting Zuzi, I realized what a truly noble figure with a low-key disposition looks like.
Gu Shiyin is really far behind, doesn’t even have the basics.
Bai He waved her hand and slapped her face a few tis: "Oh, bla my mouth, gossiping about things with no value. Forgive , Little Ancestor, please?"
Unexpectedly, Zuzi turned slightly to the side: "What? Forgive you for being straightforward or about the weaver’s matter?"
The three won: "..."
Even the green tea doesn’t have a strand of presence in the Ancestor’s mind.
At this mont.
On the field, the contestants from various countries had circled the arena, paying tribute.
Yin Hu had the number 8 patch on his back, which looked quite auspicious and is a number favored by the people of the Empire.
Indeed, the draw went smoothly, the opponents he faced had a significant disparity in skill level, and he managed to counter them after just a few moves.
This quick and captivating victory on the field instantly attracted lots of fangirls, who weren’t originally cheering for him, but are now waving small flags and shouting "Go, No. 8 brother!" "No. 8 Brother, rise up!"
Xi Rubao: "Hey, Little Hu Zi’s performance is actually okay? Sis, could it be that the green tea gave him so sinister Golden Finger?"
Zuzi’s gaze swept over a few foreign competitors’ arenas, glancing at Yin Hu unhurriedly: "No, not really."
"Sis, I overheard so girls discussing that his fist techniques are Ancient Martial Arts, and sothing about the Five Animals Play... A few moves indeed look like a monkey, haha. Sis, do you think his Five Animals Play is authentic?"
"Ancient Martial Arts?" Zuzi fluttered her long eyelashes with a mild tone, "Never heard of it."
Could it be created by the younger generation?
After all, Ancestor doesn’t use any martial arts.
"But, as for the animal play, Ancestor doesn’t see any resemblance, no animal this weak."
The three won covered their mouths, barely suppressing laughter: "Little Ancestor, you’re really so straightforward!"
Since Ancestor already said Yin Hu’s fist techniques are unimpressive, Xi Rubao couldn’t be bothered watching any longer, but the scoreboard on the field showed the Imperial Team leaving the competition far behind, with scores soaring high, which made her ponder the outco a bit.
"Sis, I’ll just guess, I’m not betting!"
Zuzi agreed: "Mhmm."
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