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《A rising star in the shooting competition! 》

"What kind of outrageous title is this?"

Beichen couldn't help but complain after taking a look at the terminal that Maria pushed over.

"Hey, isn't this because you successfully won first place in the second round of the shooting competition? I heard that the second place winner was the player who made it to the top 32 in the last special tournament."

Maria said with a smile, her eyes inevitably turned to a sword placed in the corner.

That was the weapon that Koval had spent several days making for her.

In Koval's words, "No matter how much money you pay, I won't do it."

When Koval brought the sword to Maria, you could tell how much effort he put into it by the dark circles under his eyes. He really looked like a panda.

As for the protective gear, I might have to wait two or three days. After all, that thing takes more time.

"By the way, you are really strong. I haven't seen such a complete crushing result in a shooting competition in many years. From the second place to the last place, the combined scores of all the contestants are not as high as yours."

Martin was also watching the news on the terminal in amazement. When he saw the photos taken on the podium, he couldn't help laughing.

"Did you notice the expression of the second place winner, Beichen? Hahahahaha, you see, his whole face went dark when he was on the podium."

"Of course, I have to say that although this guy is technically OK, he is a real bad talker and gets impatient very easily."

Beichen bit the French fries in his mouth and began to reminisce.

"When he gets anxious, his face turns red, and when he gets red, he can't control his mouth. From where I was standing, he looked like a kettle boiling, so I started teasing him on purpose."

"Hey, every time I was one point ahead of him when he was about to catch up, I made him feel autistic. When the halfway point was reached, I didn't give him a single point and won all the games."

Listening to Beichen's description, everyone in the bar couldn't help laughing.

"You are such a bad boy."

"I'll bet on you to win next time. For my wallet, you have to do your best!"

As soon as the preliminaries started, there were a lot more people in the bar. Of course, these old knights would not miss any game, and Martin even changed the opening hours to all day.

"If you do this, you won't be afraid that the knights will deliberately target you during the team fight. I see that the top knights who haven't beaten you are all sent by several large knight orders."

Martin said with some concern, but after thinking about it, he changed his tone.

"However, Zofia said that you are very strong and you are even the favorite to win this year. Her predictions are always accurate. Sometimes she can even tell who will win the game just by looking at the opponents."

"I don't know how she figured it out. If I could learn this, wouldn't I be able to make a lot of money by making pre-match predictions? Hahaha!"

Speaking of Zofia, Maria, who was stealing French fries from Beichen's plate, remembered something else.

"Beichen Beichen, I always forgot to ask you, how did you cure Aunt Zofia's hand? She asked me to move things with her some time ago because she couldn't move those things with her right hand."

"Indeed, when Zofia walked in that day, she said that she had already signed up for the qualifiers and that her goal this time was to make it to the quarterfinals of the special tournament. We were really shocked at the time and thought she was stimulated by something."

Martin couldn't help but recall the scene of that day. He didn't even hold the glass in his hand firmly, and the glass fell straight to the ground, and was caught by Zofia's left hand.

Only then did he confirm that Zofia's left hand had indeed been cured and she could participate in knight competitions again.

However, when he saw the news about the return of the Whip Knight on the terminal, he still found it hard to believe.

He had just recovered from his injury, but he was already participating in the qualifiers? Without any buffer time at all?

Everyone's attention was on Zofia that day, and they kept asking questions. By the time Zofia said that it was all thanks to Beichen who cured her, Beichen had already sneaked away to who knows where.

"Hush, this is a secret method passed down from our ancestors. Don't tell anyone. We Yan people are very serious about this. Besides, this secret method is only passed down to men, not women."

Beichen deliberately lowered his voice and spoke.

"Oh, is that so? Let me think, what should I call you Beichen from now on... How does it say in the novel?"

Maria thought about it and finally came up with the answer.

"Ah, I remember now. That's what the novel says. I should call you Master Beichen!"

"Pfft! Cough cough cough cough cough!"

As soon as this title came out, Beichen choked on the half-swallowed French fries and almost choked to death on the spot.

No, what kind of novel are you reading? Is it serious?

"Ah? Could it be that...something is wrong?"

Seeing Beichen's big reaction, Maria asked with some confusion.

No, that's absolutely wrong. Who taught you this?

"But I remember that the Yan Guo novel I read before was written like this."

My goodness, you are not reading some fantasy novel about cultivating immortals, right? How come there is an immortal master in it?

And in Dayan, that thing is called Tianshi!

"It's also thanks to you that you cured Zofia. She is now training alone at home every day to prepare for the subsequent competitions. Otherwise, according to Maria's carelessness, she would probably be discovered soon."

Martin curled his lips and looked at the sword placed in the corner.

Putting it in that place, are you afraid that Sofia won’t see it? You can make sure she’ll see it as soon as she comes in!

"Hehe, if Aunt Maria sees this, just say that this sword belongs to Beichen."

Maria stuck out her tongue and said embarrassedly. After all, she really liked this weapon. Not only was it very handy, but its appearance also matched Maria's imagination of a knight.

"Ok?"

Beichen and Martin immediately looked at Maria with strange eyes.

"Eh? Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"

Maria asked somewhat at a loss, she didn't think she said anything wrong, it was just a joke.

"Maria, uh, don't you know that your sword is engraved with the family emblem of the Linguang family? If you say that this sword is mine, doesn't that mean............?"

Beichen spread his hands and said helplessly.

Martin couldn't help but sigh. This silly girl was talking without thinking.

"Eh? Eh hey hey hey! I forgot about that!"