Face-to-Face Ulti

"Hm, not bad, kid. Ever thought about serving in the Military Department?" Fang Wei's tone had turned calm.

Lin Hao was taken aback, and the other principals were equally stunned.

The God of War was trying to recruit Lin Hao. Damn, this kid was about to soar.

But Lin Hao himself remained remarkably composed. "God of War, I came to a martial university to study so I could serve my country in the future. But right now, I'm still too weak. I hope to keep cultivating and learning here. When I'm capable, I'll serve the nation."

Fang Wei studied Lin Hao seriously for a few seconds. Seeing the firm resolve in Lin Hao's eyes, he burst into hearty laughter. "Good, good, good. No wonder that girl has her eye on you. Once you graduate, I'll come recruit you myself."

Huh? Lin Hao was baffled. That girl? Which girl? It never crossed his mind that it might be Fang Yao. Meeting so many big shots in just ten minutes had his brain still short-circuiting.

"Fang Wei, what the hell are you up to, you old bastard?" A loud shout rang out. Everyone looked up to see Jiang Tianhai rushing over to Lin Hao. Lin Hao's eyes lit up. Oh, an old acquaintance.

Everyone greeted him in unison. Jiang Tianhai waved dismissively, walked up to Lin Hao, and fixed his gaze on him.

Lin Hao quickly greeted him. "General Jiang."

But Jiang Tianhai wasn't as stiff as Fang Wei. His eyes turned mischievous as he asked, "What did you call me?"

Lin Hao paused, then caught on. "Uncle Jiang." Nearby, Jiang Weiwei watched her father clowning around and felt a wave of speechlessness. Su Xiaorui, beside her, covered her mouth to stifle a laugh.

The crowd was startled again by Lin Hao's address. Did Lin Hao know Jiang Tianhai?

Ignoring everyone's reactions, Jiang Tianhai turned his face toward Fang Wei. "Old Fang, that's not cool. Poaching my people right out in the open." Jiang Tianhai decided to strike first.

Fang Wei wasn't having it. "Old Jiang, poaching? I don't follow."

Seeing Fang Wei dodge the issue, Jiang Tianhai cut straight to the point. "Lin Hao is a student of Shancheng Martial University. I discovered this genius first. And we still have a bet going, don't forget."

Fang Wei's mind clicked. So Old Jiang was talking about Lin Hao. He glanced subtly toward a spot outside the arena. "Hey, Old Jiang, a bet's a bet. Lin Hao hasn't won the championship yet, has he? What's wrong with me recruiting him early? Besides, who says I don't have the right to recruit a Shancheng Martial University student?" Hearing this, Lin Hao's face darkened. These two old guys had apparently made some bet involving him.

Jiang Tianhai bristled. "Old Fang, don't be unreasonable. The competition's still going. I'll lay my cards on the table right now—I'm betting Lin Hao takes the championship."

Fang Wei grinned slyly. Jiang Tianhai, Jiang Tianhai, you're forcing me to go all in. He said, "Old Jiang, I'm not bragging. I don't know about anyone else, but I know Lin Hao will definitely come to me." Before Jiang Tianhai could retort, Fang Wei turned his head the other way and asked deliberately, "Daughter, what are you doing up here?"

Everyone turned to see a stunning girl in a yellow dress pulling a cute little girl along as she ran over. The girl planted herself protectively in front of Lin Hao. "Old Fang, if you dare bully Lin Hao, I'll fight you!"

Lin Hao's brain went blank. He was mentally dead, the city was destroyed, the planet exploded—ah, forget it, he didn't know what to add. In short, Lin Hao was dumbfounded! (The End)

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing here? Let me just die for fifteen minutes. Don't anyone bother me.

Lin Xiaorou waved an oversized lollipop in front of Lin Hao's eyes. Huh? What's wrong with my brother? Doesn't he see Xiaorou?

Jiang Tianhai was shocked. Damn, Old Fang, you unscrupulous old fox. Using a honey trap! Then his eyes darted around. Who do you think you are? You're not the only one with a daughter. Old Jiang has one too! He looked at Jiang Weiwei. Jiang Weiwei sensed trouble the moment he glanced her way. She tried to stop him, but it was too late.

"Weiwei, get over here!" Jiang Tianhai's voice boomed with authority. Jiang Weiwei hung her head and trudged over to him.

"Old Fang, I'll tell you straight. Lin Hao has inherited my Jiang family's secret technique. I've been grooming him as my future son-in-law." Jiang Tianhai went all in.

Fang Wei was stunned. He knew about the Jiang family's secret technique—the Concentration Method, which only the family heir was allowed to learn. Damn, you old bastard, you stole my thunder.

Fang Yao was equally shocked, staring at Jiang Tianhai, then at Jiang Weiwei. Lin Yueyue, standing beside Lin Hao, slapped his shoulder. "Not bad, you little rascal. Dating the God of War's daughter, and two of them at that! Looks like your aunt didn't spoil you for nothing. I'm telling Mom the good news when we get home!"

Lin Hao didn't even hear what Lin Yueyue said. "The Concentration Method Jiang Tianhai passed to me is the Jiang family's secret technique? I'm the Jiang family's son-in-law and I didn't know? Fang Wei is Fang Yao's dad?" His mind was a mess. The principals and the Shancheng Martial University team were equally stunned.

"Holy crap, did I just see that? Is this something an un-VIP'd guy like me should know?"

"Damn, Brother Lin, dating the God of War's daughter, and two of them—one's even our principal."

"I declare from now on, Brother Lin is my idol. I'm never changing, no matter what."

Meanwhile, Jiang Tianhai and Fang Wei kept bickering endlessly. Until two female voices rang out in unison: "Dad, shut up!"

Jiang Weiwei and Fang Yao each dragged their fathers aside. "The competition isn't over yet. The audience is watching! Talk about this later!"

The two men realized arguing here wasn't appropriate and returned to the judges' table. Fang Yao was about to lead Xiaorou and Lin Yueyue away when Jiang Weiwei walked over. "Hey, Fang Yao, why don't you guys watch the rest of the competition with us?" Before Fang Yao could answer, Xiaorou clapped her little hands and jumped up happily. "I want to be with my brother!" Fang Yao hesitated, looked at Lin Xiaorou, then agreed.

Lin Hao, like a zombie, followed Jiang Weiwei and the others back to the waiting area. Lin Yueyue walked up to him. "Silly boy, you're not really gone in the head, are you?"

Lin Hao's brain was still a whirlwind. "Um, Aunt, I want to be alone with Jingjing."

Lin Yueyue immediately asked, "Who's Jingjing?"

Lin Hao's face went dark. Aunt, don't you think that joke was ice-cold?

Less than a minute later, all the big shots on the competition stage had returned to their seats. Jiang Tianhai announced from the judges' table, "The competition continues!"

And our referee was still curled up in a corner, trembling.