Watch Me Lose… f.u.c.k! Get Up!

　　Victors and losers in the other rings were soon determined. The imperial martial arts tournament won't wait for anyone. The next round hence commenced. The venue's atmosphere became strangely tense.

　　The audience began to whisper among themselves as if some hot-shot was about to enter the ring.

　　"Here he is, here he is!"

　　"Finally. I bet on him winning."

　　"He's the reason I'm here today!"

　　"That's him, look. He's here. Look at his prepared look!"

　　Other than sounding cheerful and excited, their voices also sounded impressed and tense, so it was evident that they were terrified of the figure that was about to take to the ring.

　　According to what they said, that individual must be an incredible talent with a handsome appearance, highly intelligent……

　　Su Xiao who just came down from the ring said to me: "Big Brother Ming, you're here."

　　…… Alright, it's me they're talking about.

　　"I know, he's just some insignificant Qilin Guard waving his fists around, so what?" As soon as I was done, Long Zaitian who was paired up with Tang Ye glared at me furiously like somebody dug up his ancestors' graves. I ignored him, since Tang Ye alone will give him a handful.

　　"Big Brother Ming, be careful out there. Jia Yunfeng is very skilled and yet he got beat up like that," Su Xiao looked like a concerned wife seeing her husband off to war and worriedly said: "You're not me, so run when you can't win."

　　"……"

　　I was stuck in a dilemma between being moved and speechless, so I could only reply: "Okay, give me a boost then, give me kiss?"

　　"Eew!" Su Xiao took a step back. He tightened his grip on his Ancient Cold Sabre, and moved his feet as if he was preparing to spring in for the kill, "Don't come close. You touched that Bai Ling-thingy-mabob, and now you want to touch me?!"

　　"Aren't you going to exclaim 'I'm a guy'?"

　　"Also, I'm a guy!"

　　I see nothing has changed.

　　"Don't worry." I pat Su Xiao on his small head. I then turned around to look towards me opponent in the ring and said: "I'll be back soon."

　　"Look, he's preparing to curse his opponent to death!"

　　Who're you saying is cursing someone?!

　　"Liu Shan Men's Ming Feizhen versus the Qilin Guards' Wei Jiaomeng!"

　　I deliberately went around the ring once to waste energy before ascending. I did that to lower the chances of me being suspected, but the crowd ended up backing off, out of fear for me. In the end, I ended up attracting more attention to myself, and confused myself too.

　　My opponent was a lean middle-aged man around forty years old. He was lean and tall, with no flab around his body. His hands and feet were large. His feet in particular were huge, comparable to an ape's. When he flew up to the ring, his feet didn't budge and his movements were fluid, demonstrating that he trained well.

　　Oooohhhh! Fantastic!

　　Not only is this guy good, he doesn't look like he's wounded either! Thank heavens! I've finally got an opponent that's not dead!

　　When I looked at him again, I suddenly felt something was strange. This guy is certainly…… He's strong.

　　Even though I only took a quick glance, I could tell that he wasn't any less skilled than Long Zaitian. His eyes were full of vigour which was proof that his internal strength had been developed to a highs level. Further, I couldn't tell which school's internal art he trained. Seeing him, I thought to myself: The Qilin Guards definitely asked for outside help!

　　If a Qilin Guard picked out at random was at his level, they would've revolted ages ago. Your majesty! I suspect that there's some foul play here!

　　Not too far away in the emperor's seat.

　　"Who's that? He looks pretty handsome. n.o.body at Liu Shan Men in my memory can compare his dignified aura. Yiren?"

　　"He's Ming Feizhen. Last month, due to a particular case, at Liu Shan Men, you……" Shen Yiren's mood had improved since Su Xiao won and Tang Ye looked in good shape. As she introduced Ming Feizhen and mentioned the case last month, she accidently daggered the orange prince, "You met him due to a certain case. At the time, he was injured. He had wounds on his face, so you might have forgotten."

　　"Ming Feizhen… I don't really rem-…… Oh, that kid that didn't have any manners?"

　　"That is right." Shen Yiren smiled helplessly and continued: "He comes from a reputable school and is clever with work. He is the only head constable at Liu Shan Men."