Teng Nana stood on the stage uncomfortably, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, her body trembling slightly, and she looked very restrained. Her eyes wandered and finally fell on Zhang Wan'er, who was born with a sense of superiority.

Zhang Wan'er stood gracefully, with a faint smile on her lips and a look of pride in her eyes. This innate self-confidence and sense of superiority made Teng Nana feel ashamed of herself, and she couldn't help but feel inferior for a moment.

However, at this moment, Teng Nana inadvertently caught the encouraging eyes of her family members in the audience. They stared at her intently, with endless love and support in their eyes.

These warm and powerful eyes were like the warm sun in winter, instantly dispelling the tension in Teng Nana's heart. Thinking of what the Hai family promised her, she took a deep breath, straightened her back, and her face, which was originally a little pale due to nervousness, gradually regained its color. At this moment, she felt that she was no longer alone, and behind her, she had a family that loved her.

Zhang Wan'er glanced at Teng Nana nonchalantly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile of contempt. She saw Teng Nana standing there timidly, her eyes flickering, as if she didn't even have the courage to look at her, and she looked uneasy and at a loss.

Seeing this, Zhang Wan'er couldn't help but feel disappointed and annoyed. How could such a lowly bitch be worthy of being her opponent?

Thinking of this, Zhang Wan'er's original interest disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if a basin of cold water was poured over her head.

"Humph, you don't know your own strength," Zhang Wan'er sneered inwardly, thinking that the scene in front of her was really ridiculous. Such a rubbish opponent was not worthy of her spending the slightest energy to deal with.

So, when the competition started, when Teng Nana forced her to take out her magic weapon to deal with it, she suddenly felt gloomy and she wished she could kill the opponent with one sword.

Although she won in the end, the expression on her face was as ugly as if she had eaten shit, and her eyes seemed to be filled with poison as she stared straight at Teng Nana.

Teng Nana didn't care about all that. Even though she lost, she wasn't sad at all.

The reason why she agreed to Manager Hai's request to participate in the martial arts competition to win a bride was entirely because Manager Hai promised her that no matter whether she won or lost the competition, he would protect the Teng family in the future.

In the territory of Haiqing City, the Hai family still has a lot of weight in their words.

So Teng Nana readily agreed to take part in the martial arts competition to win a husband for him. Now that the competition is over, no one will dare to come to the Teng family again, especially to cause trouble in front of her.

Teng Nana bowed quickly and hurried down the stage. Zhang Wan'er closed her eyes, quickly restrained her outward emotions, immediately raised a decent smile at the corner of her mouth, bowed to the audience, then calmly walked down the stage and sat next to Lin Qian'er.

"Wow! Sister Wan'er's skills are amazing. I have to admit defeat. Hahaha! Congratulations to Sister Wan'er." Lin Qian'er smiled coquettishly, half complimenting and half teasing, without showing any displeasure on her face.

"Thank you, Sister Lin," Zhang Wan'er pulled the corners of her mouth, but her smile didn't reach her eyes. Then she turned around with a look of "don't get close to me", and sat in her seat to digest her anger alone.

Her mother taught her that the angrier she is, the calmer she should be. This way she can think of strategies better and faster, and remain invincible at all times.

Especially now that she is in public, she should shut up and reflect on what she did wrong and what she did not do well enough.

She had just made the mistake of underestimating her enemy. Her mother told her not to underestimate anyone and to keep a clear mind at all times, especially when facing an opponent who looked weak. People who achieve great things are often weak at first, no matter what aspect they are in.

The more Zhang Wan'er thought about it, the angrier she became. However, she was mad at herself. A mere martial arts competition almost broke her down. It seemed that she needed to practice more.

Alas! I still have little experience and my mind is unstable. Zhang Wan'er took a deep breath and sighed secretly!

The competition on the platform continued.

When the two brothers of the Lu family walked past Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan again, looking at their dejected backs, Fu Ling'er couldn't help but raise a big smile, and the wrinkles on her face blossomed into a beautiful chrysanthemum.

In sharp contrast to this was Wanqi Yuan, who had a stinky face. They only heard a cold snort from their noses.

"Hmph," and then he stared at the backs of the two brothers of the Lu family with a gloomy look in his eyes, thinking about what he should do to make the two of them suffer. I don't know what he thought of, Wanqi Yuan's eyes lit up, he leaned close to Fu Ling'er's ear and whispered,

"Ling'er, give me a pack of your powerful itching powder."

"Hmm? What are you going to do? There are too many people in the square, it's hard to do it."

"It's okay, just give it to me. I just want to teach those two guys a lesson. I will take care of it and won't hurt innocent people."

"Okay, be careful. This medicine is quite strong. Don't touch it." Fu Ling'er took out a white porcelain bottle and handed it to Wanqi Yuan.

"Yes, I understand." Wanqi Yuan put away the porcelain bottle and walked out tremblingly.

"Excuse me, excuse me. Oh, thank you, thank you."

In this way, Wanqi Yuan walked to a corner of the square, walked forward a hundred meters, and came to a corner alley. Wanqi Yuan looked back in the direction of the Hai family, and the two brothers of the Lu family were sitting there discussing something. It seemed that they would not come out of the crowd for a while.

No, he has to lure the person out before he can take action.

Wanqi Yuan looked around and saw a group of little beggars running quickly not far away.

Suddenly, an idea came to my mind.

The effect of the face-changing pill was still there, and he quickly transformed himself into a middle-aged man, carrying the people on his back, and walked towards the group of little beggars.

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After a cup of tea, the old Wanqi Yuan returned to Fu Ling'er's side, sat down, and cried out in pain.

"It's so crowded, old lady, let's stop watching the fun, it will be late to go home later."

"You are just a lazy donkey with lots of shit and piss. I'll squeeze you to death. I won't go back. Old man, didn't you promise me that you would watch the fun with me? It's rare to see so many beautiful girls competing. Only you, old man, don't know how to appreciate them. Alas! When I was young, I, Liu Piaopiao, was also a beautiful flower. I don't know how to line up the young men chasing after me..."

"Look, look, that little girl is as pretty as a fairy. But, I see, she is nothing like you were when you were young, nothing like you..."