Du Jun really gave face by blushing. Sangmo revealed a sweet smile, "Be good, and don't forget to walk like a duck later."
Du Jun: "..."
There were only four stages at the martial arts competition. Sangmo had just finished his match, and the next one was about to start.
Just as Sangmo was about to leave, he was stopped by Bai Mucheng, "Don't go, Chishui Huang is about to compete."
As soon as Chishui Huang was mentioned, Sangmo recalled his strange behavior from the previous day and felt a chill in his heart.
"Ah, it's starting," Bai Mucheng sat up straight and looked down at the stage.
"He's dressed quite spiritedly today."
Upon hearing this, Sangmo also looked towards the stage and saw Chishui Huang in a fiery red fighting outfit, with dark red boots threaded with gold phoenix patterns. He held a nearly two-meter-long broadsword in his hand.
Gasps of amazement rose from the crowd of disciples.
