Mated at First Sight

Chapter 98 - 98 97 Can we not slap the face (third update)_1

?Chapter 98: Chapter 97 Can we not slap the face (third update)_1 Chapter 98: Chapter 97 Can we not slap the face (third update)_1 Although it’s just a simple fight; cou … cou … cou … this is just in Mu Lin’s eyes.

However, in the eyes of others, every collision, every hit of the fist, those are all real, fist to fist, elbow to elbow. It looks painful, but this is also an important weapon for the soldiers: the ability to endure. As robust as a bull, sturdy.

Watching the thrilling fight on the stand, the young men below all wanted to have a try. Ling Qi’s eyes sweep over them, the curve of his mouth lightly uplifted, slightly gratified.

The two lads did not disappoint him. They may not be skilled enough, but they had been trained by those two old soldiers—it makes a difference.

However, Ling Qi felt something strange for no apparent reason …

Why do they both like aiming for the face? Tsk, tsk, tsk… Who knew these two handsome young men might end up looking like two battered pigs?’
Ling Qi felt a moment of schadenfreude.

In truth, he was not fond of those handsomely delicate faces, because beautiful female soldiers are always attracted and baited by such faces; Ling Qi may not realize it, but in some soldiers’ eyes, he himself fell within the category of those pretty faces.

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“What the hell!” Jing Youlan couldn’t help but curse. This was a far cry from elegance. In the midst of elbow after elbow, his face filled with resentment, “Can you stop hitting my face?” Damn, didn’t you know that he makes a living with his face? In front of the beauty, it’s utterly embarrassing.

“I’m returning those words to you!” Xue Jianbing gritted his teeth; he was too embarrassed to remind him who started hitting the face first.

“Eh… is that so?” Jing Youlan tilted his head in confusion, and the next moment, while Xue Jianbing was distracted, he once again swung his fist at the handsome face.

Tsk, tsk, tsk… Another hit, there was a circle of purplish bruises around the eyes.

“You hit my eyes again!” Now Jianbing is genuinely mad—he lunged fiercely.

Looking at these two men’s increasingly fierce fighting, the rest of the crowd below wanted to wipe the cold sweat off their foreheads; these two men are really childish.

“Do you think they can really determine a winner by fighting like this?” Turning his attention back to the stand, Mu Lin’s voice had a hint of ridicule.

Ji Shubai chuckled, “You’ll get used to it.” Indeed, you’ll get used to it, every time these two confront each other, it always ends up like this. Despite being grown men, they act childishly.

Perhaps, as these two men, though incompatible are harmless during their squabbles, the Jing Family and the Xue Family have chosen to ignore it.

Eventually, even if Jing Youlan seems irrelevant, compared to Xue Jianbing, he was slightly better. He won!

…

“Stop!” It had already been declared over, but seeing Xue Jianbing still wanting to go further, Ling Qi stopped them coldly, “You two think about it, what did you two look like just now!” Is that still called freestyle fighting? Free indeed, but that only qualifies as a free brawl!

“Hum!” They glanced at each other, snorted coldly, then stopped talking, standing there stiffly… It was comically strange.

Ling Qi glanced at them both, after a pause, “Return to the team.” They both strode back to the team.

Jing Youlan was just behind Mu Lin, next to Ji Shubai. As soon as he returned to the team, his prior cold demeanor completely disappeared, looking pitifully at the back of Mu Lin’s head, “Mu Lin…” his voice full of whining, which made Ji Shubai shiver beside him.

My dear, what are you up to!