Although he wasn't interested in kung fu, he'd at least seen a pig run even if he'd never eaten pork.
Well! This woman's thinking is unhealthy.
It seemed that Wang Yao's auntie smile was so infectious that Su Xiaoyan, who had originally given up on asking any more questions, suddenly understood.
First, she looked at Jiang Fan's cold and unreasonable face, then at Ye Qizhen, the gentle and refined young lady in the distance, and suddenly her face contorted with laughter, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Wang Yao's appearance greatly increased the students' enthusiasm for the discussion.
Some people think Lan Shengxue is more beautiful, while others think Wang Yao is more eye-catching.
Some people prefer the aloof and serene snow lotus, while others have a particular fondness for the fiery and unrestrained thorny rose.
For a moment, they didn't know where to look, while the two sides continued arguing.
The girl walking with Lan Shengxue was named Jiang Lin. With her round face and 150cm height, she looked very cute and adorable.
Jiang Lin listened to the discussions around her, especially when she heard someone praise Yuanwu School's beauty queen as being prettier than Lan Shengxue, her eyes practically popped out of her head.
"Speechless. If you don't want their eyes, just donate them! My Little Xuexue is obviously much prettier, okay?"
While complaining, he glanced at Wang Yao, and seeing Wang Yao constantly pestering Jiang Fan, he complained even more fiercely.
"All she does all day is fawn over men. How successful can someone like that be? She's a disgrace to women!"
Lan Shengxue was originally too lazy to pay attention to these things, but after hearing Jiang Fan's name, she subconsciously turned her head to look.
Just then, he saw Wang Yao blocking Jiang Fan's path, pestering him as if asking him something.
Actually, back in Fortress No. 31, after Jiang Fan's strength was revealed, quite a few girls tried to chat Jiang Fan up, but Jiang Fan's attitude was...
They simply lack an attitude.
She was as cold and indifferent as he was, like an iceberg, simply ignoring him and walking away.
But now, Jiang Fan's face didn't show any indifference; instead, it looked helpless and resigned.
A few seconds later, he looked away and said calmly, "I'm leaving."
Just those two words gave Jiang Lin the illusion of falling into an ice cave, and she couldn't help but shiver.
Looking up at the blazing sun in the sky, Jiang Lin felt a strange sensation.
Jiang Fan was getting fed up with Wang Yao's harassment, but he didn't dare to make a move against her rashly.
This was mainly due to the subtle relationship between Wang Yao and the Crazy Old Man; he always felt that Wang Yao's identity was not so simple.
"Fatty, pull your cousin away."
The fat man shrank back; he wouldn't dare.
" Brother Fan, to be honest, I'd do anything for you, but this matter—you'd better pray for good luck."
The stands were already full before the match even started.
Most of the attendees were teachers and students from the five elite martial arts schools, along with some students' family members, such as Lan Shengxue's grandfather, who also came to watch the competition in person.
Lan Shengxue was just a substitute player and might not have a chance to participate in the competition. Nevertheless, the old man still came, which shows how much he loves his granddaughter.
In the players' stands, Yuanwu Lu Chengjun of Yuanwu School, after encouraging Jiang Fan and his team, sighed where no one could see him.
Hopefully, we won't be at the bottom again this year.
Just as he was feeling this way, he saw the principal standing in the Longwu team mouthing something.
Two words: Thank you.
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Lu Chengjun almost couldn't catch his breath.
That old geezer does this every year.
Do they really think Yuanwu can consistently put Longwu at the bottom every year? Do they really think Yuanwu has no one left?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he started lecturing Jiang Fan others again.
"I just told you to aim for first place, but now I don't need you to be first. Just get second to last."
Upon hearing this, Guo Yaoyang, whose mouth moves faster than his brain, couldn't help but retort.
"You're making it sound like we're going to get first place."
Lu Chengjun's lips twitched, and he glared at Guo Yaoyang with annoyance.
"Alright, the match is about to begin, you guys get ready."
After saying that, Lu Chengjun immediately turned and left. To be honest, all he wanted to do now was find a secluded place to hide.
Because of what he had just said, he felt he lacked confidence, and he could almost see Yuanwu's defeat and becoming last place, as well as Longwu thanking him again.
Jiang Fan noticed that the fat man was constantly holding his phone, seemingly busy with something.
What are you doing? Your eyes are glued to the screen.
The fat man held his phone up in front of Jiang Fan. " Brother Fan, look! Someone on the Martial Alliance Network has opened a betting platform. They have all kinds of betting platforms."
Martial Alliance Network is an official website created by the Great Xia Dynasty. As an authoritative voice, it promptly announces important decisions concerning the vital interests of Martial Artist.
Of course, the Divine Wind Camp, as the most authoritative institution in the Great Xia, wouldn't be idle and issue decisions every day.
Therefore, the main benefit of this website lies in the communication and information sharing among Martial Artist.
They can share the secrets of a certain cultivation technique, the experience of fighting a certain monster, or the way to survive in the Outer Wilderness Zone.
And so on, there's much more.
Jiang Fan took the phone, flipped through a few pages, and got a general understanding.
Just as the fat man said, there are all kinds of betting odds, which can be summarized into several categories.
For example, which martial arts school can win the championship, or who can win first place in the individual competition.
Another very popular betting question: Will Yuanwu finish at the bottom again this time?
The number of people discussing this particular betting platform was off the charts, far exceeding the combined total of all other betting platforms.
"Need I say more? Yuanwu is definitely at the bottom."
"If it weren't for Yuanwu, I could wash my hair while standing upside down."
"I'll livestream myself eating shit."
"Hey you upstairs, you know your ID, 'Big Streamer,' you better keep your word. If Yuanwu doesn't come in last place this year, I'm going to watch you eat shit on stream."
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Millions of comments, almost 90% of which mocked Yuanwu.
Jiang Fan handed the phone back to the fat man. "Open a new betting platform. I'll place my bets. I'll bet everything I have."
The fat man hadn't expected Jiang Fan to go this far. "What kind of betting odds are you offering?"
"Yuan, Wu, Di, Yi," Jiang Fan said, enunciating each word clearly.
Before long, Martial Alliance Network exploded again because of this new betting platform.
"Holy crap, look! Two idiots have actually bet on Yuanwu to be number one, and with such a huge sum of money!"
"I see them, I see them. They're probably the sons of two foolish landlords."
"You guys are wasting your time here, hurry up and place your bets on this platform! The money's practically being delivered to your doorstep, why not take it for free?"
"Mom (crying loudly), today is finally my turn to become rich overnight! It wasn't easy! (crying loudly) (crying)"