A Gentleman Is Not a Tool

On the martial arts competition stage.

Since Lin Yueru had defeated many opponents who came up to fight one after another, and she was extremely ruthless in her attacks, for a time no one dared to step onto the stage.

Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er said a few words about her hitting too hard, and Lin Yueru, who already had a grudge with Li Xiaoyao, immediately deliberately picked a fight.

And so,

the two began to fight right on the competition stage.

Lin Yueru was Lin Tiannan's only daughter.

Lin Tiannan naturally would not keep his martial arts secret, and her martial arts skills were extremely supreme.

Li Xiaoyao was the Child of Destiny of this era, exceptionally talented, and could instantly learn and replicate any moves he saw.

The two fought evenly on the stage.

Lin Tiannan in the distance also watched with satisfaction.

Lin Tiannan saw that Li Xiaoyao's martial arts belonged to the Mount Shu Sect, and he was even more satisfied with his talent of learning his Lin family's martial arts at just a single glance.

The most important thing was that Li Xiaoyao was exceptionally handsome and proper, much better than those who had been beaten off the stage earlier.

Although Lin Tiannan worried about marrying off his daughter, he did not want to wrong her by having her marry those crooked melons and cracked dates.

Whoosh—

An arrow whizzed past from afar, shooting directly toward the stage.

Lin Tiannan instantly stood up, anger blazing in his eyes as if it were about to spew out, but after looking at the direction the arrow came from, he slowly sat back down.

"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful!" Zhao Ling'er said in shock.

Li Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru, who had been fighting intensely on the stage, also reacted