Head Yang accidentally caught a glimpse of a young man with an extraordinary appearance and a cool and cool temperament, and said in a daze, "Just him."
Lin Qiao's face was expressionless but he was madly complaining in his heart. Damn, he was just an ordinary disciple who was called here to fill in the numbers. If the senior brother hadn't been called to lead the new junior brothers to practice at short notice, he would have been so lazy that he didn't sleep and came to participate in this kind of martial arts competition. Let's have a ball and learn from each other. Didn't you see that the Penglai Palace is opposite? They are all women, okay? No matter how bad my martial arts skills are, I still have some martial virtues... Lin Qiao complained while turning his eyes to the master for help.
But Lin Qiao's master, the third elder, obviously couldn't sense Lin Qiao's gaze, and said to Lin Qiao: "Go, don't embarrass our Jingdong faction."
Lin Qiao: "..." It doesn't matter whether I win or lose...
After the martial arts sparring conference ended
The third elder asked the leader: "I have brought many outstanding disciples, why did I choose Lin Qiao? But what is so special about him?"
Head Yang, who had a righteous look on his face, recalled who Lin Qiao was, and said thoughtfully: "When I look at him, he looks most like a woman."
The third elder thought that Master Yang had deep intentions but knew that the truth was so unsatisfactory: "...".