"???"
Qiao Na's expression froze, completely bewildered.
"Uh..."
The onlookers were equally stunned, not expecting Chen Shu's train of thought to be so unconventional.
However, Qiao Na was mentally prepared and quickly recovered.
"What I mean is..."
She smiled slightly and was about to speak when she was interrupted by a voice.
"Sorry, the Fierce Band doesn't accept people from the Free Alliance."
Fang Si stepped in front of Chen Shu, looking directly at Qiao Na, a hint of hostility in her eyes.
Qiao Na's expression turned cold, and she said calmly,
"I'm talking to Chen Shu. Who are you?"
"I am his... agent. I handle all his affairs."
Fang Si retaliated, directly responding, "Alright, you can leave now."
Their gazes, filled with hostility, met, creating a tense standoff. Even the onlookers couldn't help but take a few steps back.
After a moment, Qiao Na broke into a smile and said,
"Actually, you don't need to be so hostile towards me. I won't do anything."
"..."
Fang Si remained silent, merely gazing at her impassively.
"Qiao Na, your opponent in the finals won't be Chen Shu!"
Just then, Sinclair walked over, his eyes full of confidence.
However, as if remembering something, he quickly distanced himself from Chen Shu.
"If not him, then who? You?"
Qiao Na turned to look at him, a teasing smile in her eyes. She said,
"You can't even escape a urea bag. How could you reach the finals?"
"I..."
Sinclair's expression stiffened. That had nothing to do with him.
It was all because the urea bag was too monstrous.
"Chen Shu, see you in the finals!"
Qiao Na smiled slightly and turned to leave the scene.
Sinclair stood awkwardly. He turned to look at Chen Shu, wanting to say something.
But remembering his previous trauma, he quickly scurried away.
Fang Si let out a soft snort and turned to look at Chen Shu.
She saw him staring blankly in the direction Qiao Na had left.
"Chen Pi, they're gone, and you're still looking?!"
Fang Si felt an inexplicable anger. She reached out and pinched Chen Shu's waist.
"Hiss~~"
Chen Shu cried out in pain and immediately recovered. "Sis, why are you pinching me?!"
Fang Si released him, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking..."
Chen Shu's eyes gleamed as he said, "How much should we charge for the Fierce Band's membership fee?"
"???"
Everyone stared at him. He was spacing out just to think about that?
"You see, even Qiao Na is eager to join, which proves the value of the Fierce Band. If we don't charge money, how can that be? For me, not earning is a huge loss!"
"Give it a rest!"
A Liang and the others pouted. Did they really think everyone wanted to join?
"Alright!"
Qin Tian walked over and said,
"Go back and rest. You all have matches tomorrow."
Tomorrow morning, Chen Shu would face Sinclair, and in the afternoon, A Liang and the others would face the Black Iron team from Lan Country.
The group left the arena and headed towards their accommodation in Huaguo.
Fang Si lowered her head, lost in thought, and suddenly said,
"Chen Pi, you should interact less with that woman."
"Why?"
Chen Shu blinked in surprise. "Maybe we can get her to be our image ambassador."
"No!"
Fang Si decisively refused. After a moment's thought, she said,
"She dyed her hair blonde at such a young age, and her eyes were practically glowing when she looked at you. Can she be a good person?"
"..."
Everyone turned to look at her, their eyes filled with a strange expression.
Wang Jue said softly from the side, "Sister Fang Si, is it possible that she was born this way..."
Bang!
Before he could finish, Old Wang was sent flying in a beautiful parabolic trajectory...
"Who was talking just now?"
Fang Si smiled slightly and looked at everyone. "In short, you must remember, when you are out, caution is the most important thing! Do you all understand?"
"Understood, Sister Fang Si!"
A Liang and the others nodded obediently. Old Wang had already taken flight, and they didn't want to follow suit.
"Sister Fang Si, I understand."
Chen Shu also nodded. "I've always remembered a saying: you can have ill intentions towards others, but you must guard against others' intentions."
"..."
Everyone had a strange look on their faces. The Fierce Bandit of Nanjiang, truly lived up to his name!
"Sister Fang Si, I think we need to add one more point."
A moment later, Wang Jue came running back, smiling sheepishly. "The Fierce Band should not accept anyone named Qiao!"
"???"
Everyone's mouths twitched. They all looked at Wang Jue. Was he a literalist from Huaxia University?
"What's wrong?"
Wang Jue's expression froze. Although everyone said nothing, he felt a sense of soul-crushing disdain...
Chen Shu and the others ignored him and went straight back to their accommodation.
"No, did I say something wrong?"
Wang Jue shouted, his eyes filled with confusion.
Xiao Xing walked past him, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly,
"Drink less of that elderly woman's oral liquid from now on..."
...
The next morning,
Chen Shu and the others had already arrived near the arena, awaiting the start of today's semi-finals.
Just as Chen Shu was about to go on stage, Qin Tian pulled him aside.
"Huh? Principal, what's wrong?"
"No wearing of psychiatric patient uniforms!"
"..."
Chen Shu's mouth twitched. "Why would I wear that?"
"You really aren't wearing it?"
Qin Tian pulled aside the corner of his jacket and saw no blue and white. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Because of A Liang and the others, he had developed a phobia of psychiatric patient uniforms.
As a top global beast-taming university, if Huaxia University were mistaken for a mental hospital, wouldn't that be completely absurd?
"To all the viewers, the second semi-final match is about to begin. I believe today's excitement will be no less than yesterday's!"
"Now, please welcome Huaguo's Chen Shu, and the Immortal Kingdom's Sinclair!"
Chen Shu smiled, adjusted his clothes, and headed towards the arena.
From another direction, Sinclair also arrived on the stage. However, upon seeing Chen Shu, he instinctively distanced himself.
It was a global broadcast, and he didn't want to be socially annihilated...
"Please proceed to your combat positions."
The host wasted no time and directly announced the start of the match.
Chen Shu standing behind him always gave a sense of inexplicable crisis.
The two reached their respective combat positions.
At this point, Sinclair breathed a sigh of relief. There was a device separating them, and even their voices couldn't pass through.
Finally, he didn't have to worry about the threat of the urea bag...