Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s-Chapter 817: Eight hundred and fifteen, I want to challenge you

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Chapter 817: Eight hundred and fifteen, I want to challenge you

Luo Shu rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Compete again? I don’t have the energy for that right now, and I only won last time by fluke, after all, they are the professionals." She won because everyone was intrigued by the novelty of a fashion show, having never seen one before.

Shen Anning glanced at Luo Shu’s belly and nodded in agreement, then turned her gaze back to the stage.

At this moment, the dance performance on stage had ended, and a female solo was underway.

A young woman in a purple dress sang ’My Motherland’ in soprano. Her voice was beautiful, her melody melodious, profoundly expressing intense patriotism, and embodied the infinite love and heroism of the volunteer soldiers towards their homeland and hometowns.

One couldn’t help but be immersed in her singing, as if a billowing river had materialized before them, its banks lined with golden rice flowers spreading waves of fragrance.

"This girl sings so well! Just like the orioles."

"As expected of a performance troupe member, not only is she attractive, but she sings even better." After the song ended, the audience still seemed to long for more.

The subsequent performances were mostly songs and dances too, interspersed with some opera and one or two sketches.

Luo Shu yawned with disinterest. Although the performance troupe was indeed marvelous, she, who had seen the splendor of future times, found little interest in these.

"Tired?" Noticing Luo Shu yawn, Lu Hanmo asked with concern.

"Not tired, just a bit bored." Luo Shu shook her head with a smile.

"Lean on my shoulder and rest for a while." Lu Hanmo wrapped his arm around Luo Shu’s waist, inviting her to lean on him. He found the performance boring too, but with no one leaving, he felt it inappropriate to be the first to depart, though he didn’t much care for others’ gazes.

As the last grand song and dance concluded, the performance troupe’s show came to an end.

Two young women came onto the stage to host, and the one in a red down jacket said, "We are delighted to have performed for all of you. With that, our show comes to a close. We wish everyone a Happy New Year and all the best!"

"Clap clap clap!" With a round of enthusiastic applause, the crowd began to disperse. Next was the final entertaining item: a combat challenge against a hundred Guard School students.

The combat rules were different from usual; the hundred students could choose their opponents by themselves, and once chosen, they couldn’t change. As the students were unfamiliar with the soldiers, they could ask questions before making their choices.

Arriving at the field, the soldiers stood grouped according to their Centurion Troop’s position.

Within ten minutes, the hundred students selected their opponents. frёewebnoѵēl.com

"Whistle!" A whistle blew, and the hundred students quickly dispersed, searching for the soldiers they wanted to challenge.

Ling Tianyu walked straight towards Lu Hanmo and stopped in front of him, "I challenge you!"

"Ling Tianyu, I’d advise you to pick someone else. You’re definitely no match for my brother-in-law." Luo Zheng laughed as he watched Ling Tianyu. His brother-in-law was a True Cultivator, and even if Ling Tianyu was formidable, he was just a mortal.

Ling Tianyu smiled knowingly, "I’ve already decided on him."

"Hope you won’t regret it," Luo Zheng chuckled. Since Ling Tianyu was overconfident, he’d wait to see his disappointed and defeated demeanor when he was beaten.

Ling Tianyu gave Lu Hanmo a provocative look, "Do you dare accept my challenge?"

"Sure!" Lu Hanmo replied coolly.

"I won’t go easy during the fight, so brace yourself mentally," Ling Tianyu warned, his eyes filled with provocation and anticipation. If Lu Hanmo wasn’t an Ancient Martial Artist, he could offer some tempting conditions that would surely move him.

As long as Lu Hanmo was willing to join the Ling Family, Luo Shu would definitely follow him. Although Luo Shu was from the Divine Doctor Family, she was married now, which essentially meant she was no longer part of the Divine Doctor Family.

"He really is confident," Mo Shaoze said with a sneer, watching Ling Tianyu’s retreating figure.

"He’s always been like that, maybe because he’s never been challenged." Luo Zheng looked at Lu Hanmo with anticipation. "Brother-in-law, you must not hold back this time. You have to crush Ling Tianyu’s arrogance and let him know he’s nothing special."

Lu Hanmo’s lips slightly curled, "That’s exactly what I was thinking." Ling Tianyu had tried more than once to recruit Shushu into the Ling Family. Failing that, he now turned his attention to him, Lu Hanmo. If he didn’t show his strength, the other might never stop pestering him.

The hundred students quickly picked their opponents.

The team leader instructor stepped forward in front of the students, "Since you have all chosen your opponents, let’s begin the one-on-one combats. To save time, we’ll fight in groups of ten. Do you all understand?"

"Understood!" The crowd responded in unison.

The instructor nodded and looked over at the young Guardian Officer in charge of the combat, who acknowledged with a nod and said to the chosen hundred soldiers, "The combat starts now! The soldiers who are first to fight, step forward."

The soldiers glanced at the hundred students, noting that ten of them had already taken positions in the center of the field.

The ten soldiers chosen to fight first left the ranks and approached their respective opponents, "Begin!"