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As everyone looked at Situ Qiong who was dressed in white from head to toe, they felt that he was ridiculously handsome.

"Wow. It's Situ Qiong."

"We haven't seen him dressed like this for so many years."

"In the past, whenever he had a match, the venue would be filled to the brim with people. I never thought that we would be able to watch him compete today."

"He hasn't changed at all. He's still as handsome as ever."

With everyone's cheers, the atmosphere instantly heated up even more.

But then, in similarly dressed fencing attire, Gu Jingze walked out.

He held a mask in one hand and an épée in the other.

With one person on the left and one person on the right, he and Situ Qiong stood facing each other.

Everyone present went into a frenzy.

"Good Lord, it's Gu Jingze. It's Gu Jingze in the flesh. He's so handsome."

"How can Gu Jingze be so handsome?"

"Good gracious. It's the first time I've seen him dressed like this. He looks- looks exactly like a prince."

The knickers wrapped tightly around his legs looked like knightly attire. Gu Jingze's figure was already tall and upright. The knickers made him look even more slender and clearly accentuated his high waist. Gu Jingze's bodily proportions were simply great. His legs were particularly long.

Yu Minmin covered her ears to block out the explosive noise. She said to Lin Che, "Good Lord. These young'uns are too good at shouting."

Lin Che could not be bothered with such exclamations. She merely looked at the two people down below in slight worry.

They were really going to have a match.

"Seriously... what exactly are they up to? They're having a match just because they said they would. Really... they're too immature." "Why? Haven't you heard this saying?"

"What saying?"

"If you have money, you can do whatever you want. It describes them perfectly."

Alright then.

electric foil jacket and looked at Situ Qiong

returned the

really not afraid of losing, are

not know why there were so many people here either. Nevertheless,

he could see nothing but Situ Qiong and the only thing on his mind was

you're afraid, I can have a private match with you," he

says that I'm egotistical. I didn't expect you

I've always preferred to take action directly as opposed to merely

further ado,

"Let's begin."

finally stepped onto the piste that was smack

people above seemed like they were about to rush towards the center. The girls were not

than that at any concert Lin Che had ever

involuntarily felt anxious as she looked at the two people standing there. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

Gu Jingze know

knew that

Gu Jingze was good at so many things,

the two of them right now, she really did not know what to do. She kept wondering how good of a fencer

she did not know who was the better fencer, she knew that

that case, would Gu

him to lose. Her

Qiong lost, would he lose

did not want that to

clasped her hands together as she sat there. She wondered irritably to herself why they had to insist on having a match. Furthermore, when these men got stubborn, they didn't listen to a single word of advice. It made her feel even

Lin Che out of her nonsensical

wanted it or not, the match

Jingze's épée

she was no professional, Lin Che recalled what Situ Qiong had once said: The best defense was

these words

Che could tell from his very first move that his movements were precise and his figure ramrod straight. He was definitely comparable to a professional. When Lin Che saw this, she

knew

that he was Gu Jingze. He

molded him into

Situ Qiong did not lack in comparison at

who exactly was the better fencer, they would not forget this scene for the rest of their lives. Naturally, everyone could easily watch a professional fencing match. However, it was certainly not easy to catch such an exciting match between Gu Jingze and Situ Qiong. The spectators continued to cheer and shout as they looked at the two people on the piste. It was difficult to

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