Accident (1)

Ye Lang didn't care about anything else and sat down to eat in front of everyone. At this moment, Ye Lang's fast yet elegant eating manners were revealed.

How could this poor boy have the demeanor of a nobleman? Am I seeing things?

Many people began to doubt Ye Lang 'Ye Lang identity because of his eating habits. He seemed like someone who couldn't possibly be an ordinary commoner, especially his aura, which was even more perplexing.

"Your eldest brother is not bad!" Ye Lang said to the Third Princess beside him after finishing his meal.

"Yes!" The Third Princess nodded, indicating her agreement with the praise.

Ye Lang made a few movements, just some relaxing exercises after a meal. It was a very lazy posture, showing people another side of Ye Lang.

"Ye Lang, be careful. This bride is not simple. She must have already joined forces with the Red Team!" Debbie said at this moment, sensing that Ye Lang was about to take action.

"It's alright! I already expected it, otherwise why would they have such a large force guarding it?" Ye Lang smiled; he had already figured this out long ago.

If that's not the case, then why abandon the other bride strongholds, one of which is easier to defend than this one?

"She's no ordinary person; she possesses strength approaching the Heavenly level!" Debbie said.

"Damn it!" Ye Lang cursed. He had thought he would be a master, but he never expected him to be this skilled.

"How about it? Are you scared? If you're scared, then admit defeat," Princess Hai Na sneered.

"Screw you! It's just a little troublesome. At most, we'll kill the bride. That's permissible, right?" Ye Lang asked.

"..." Everyone fell silent. They had no answer to the question and had never considered killing the bride.

"Don't know? Then where's the referee?" Seeing that no one knew, Ye Lang asked, "Where's the referee for this event?"

After hearing Ye Lang's statement, the referees broke out in a cold sweat. After some discussion, they replied, "Eliminating the bride is possible, but neither side will get any points."

"That's good. Now I have one more point than them. If I take down that bride, I'll win!" Ye Lang said decisively.

"This..." The referee could only break out in a cold sweat.

This kid has no sense of chivalry whatsoever. His behavior along the way proves it. Now he's actually going to hurt the last bride!

"Alright, let's begin! I'm going to kill your bride!!" Ye Lang shouted at the Red Team, stating his intention directly. His voice echoed throughout the area, reaching everyone's ears, including the bride inside.

"..." The First Prince looked at Hu Mei beside him, and there was an indescribable feeling in his eyes, which was his feeling for Ye Lang.

Hu Mei shook her head and smiled. She found Ye Lang very interesting. Today's event was truly unexpected. Although she might not win, she felt it was worthwhile to participate.

"Hmph! Who's so arrogant as to try and kill me?!" The Young Mistress inside stepped out and said coldly.

"It's the only remaining Blue Team I told you about, 5050. He's really arrogant, but he does have some guts!" the First Prince said, now somewhat admiring Ye Lang.

If he were facing so many people, or even if he were alone, he wouldn't feel so relaxed, even if he knew it was just a game.

Furthermore, imagine the immense pressure of facing a Young Mistress with near-heavenly strength!

"Should I go out and take care of him? Let's hurry, I'm getting hungry," the Young Mistress said. She hadn't eaten dinner yet, or at least not a proper meal.

"Let's go together later, it should be quick, it's already started outside..." the First Prince said politely.

"Then hurry up! If there are any problems, let me handle them," the Young Mistress said.

"Don't worry, I will!" the First Prince said. "I'll go out and check the situation first. Hu Mei, you stay here... and watch over her." At this moment, the Young Mistress had already entered the room.

"Yes!" Hu Mei nodded.

"What's going on?!"

As the First Prince was leaving, just as he reached the doorway, he saw a large foot kicking towards him.

So the First Prince nimbly dodged the attack of the big foot. At that moment, he didn't even have time to curse who it was, who dared to be so bold as to kick him!

As a result, the referee appeared in front of him and said, "Excuse me, Your First Prince, please hand over your number card!"

"What?!" The First Prince was stunned. He didn't understand why he had been eliminated. He couldn't comprehend this situation at all.

At that moment, the referee pointed to the First Prince's sleeve!

"?!"

The First Prince looked at his sleeve and found that it had been cut off cleanly, clearly by a sharp weapon. Judging from the cut, if the assailant had continued, his hand would have been crippled.

The First Prince felt a lingering fear upon hearing this. Fortunately, it was just a game, and the person who made the move had perfect control, so he was not injured.

And now, it seems there's only one person who could attack me. Could it be...?

The First Prince looked behind him and saw Ye Lang's figure flash past him as he rushed inside. Sure enough, he had been eliminated by him.

But how did he know I came out at this time?

The First Prince was very puzzled, but he probably didn't know that Ye Lang didn't know he had come out. Ye Lang only knew that he had to enter this place. He fought his way here, and when he saw a figure appear, he kicked it and then added a sword strike.

This can only be described as a coincidence; the First Prince was just unlucky and happened to run into Ye Lang's gun!

When the First Prince learned of this, he was extremely depressed. If he had known it would be like this, he would have been better off staying inside and waiting for Ye Lang to come in.

The First Prince was innocent, but he also admired Ye Lang's swordsmanship. He was able to strike and retract in an instant without Ye Lang even feeling it. If someone hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known at all.

Then the First Prince saw a large group of people outside. So many people, yet they couldn't even stop one person. This made him have to raise his opinion of Ye Lang to a higher level once again.

This was something no one had expected. After Ye Lang entered the Red Team's protective circle, he was like a needle piercing through it, and no one could stop him.