Chapter 5618: Luck's Not Bad
The little doll opened a pair of bright, phoenix-like eyes, looking suspiciously at his mother, and asked hesitantly, "Really?"
His mother nodded vigorously. "Mommy never lies to you."
Little Tuanzi thought it over and put three large bundles into his inner world, leaving one still slung over his arm.
Everyone: ...
Little Tuanzi slung the floral cloth bundle on his back and floated out after his mother. "Mommy, Little Tuanzi hasn't had breakfast yet today."
"Don't you have steamed buns in that bundle?" Madam Qiaoqiao said crossly.
"No, that's for after we go in for training." Little Tuanzi quickly drifted to his mother's side. "Mommy."
Qiaomu was speechless. She reached out and pulled out two roasted sweet potatoes, giving one to her son, and said with emotion, "Back then, I thought your Auntie Xuanyuan was stingy enough. I didn't expect there to be someone even more so; you're even stingier than her!"
Little Mo Bao blinked and said modestly, "It's all thanks to Mommy's good teaching."
Qiaoqiao: ...
Mo Lian couldn't help but chuckle. This little guy had his mother so speechless, she couldn't even talk.
The family of three headed for the competition grounds.
Little Tuanzi blended into the crowd and found Zhang Feng, who was also looking around for him.
Seeing him approach, Zhang Feng was delighted and picked him up, saying with a smile, "Huh? Little Tuanzi, where's your little friend?"
Little Mo Bao said pitifully, "Alas, life is unpredictable."
He hung the mirror he was holding on his waist, looking desolate, and reached out to touch the mirror.
Zhang Feng was startled. "Did your little friend... die?"
"Bah!" Little Mo Bao glared at him crossly. "Uncle, how could you curse Master Guangguang?"
Zhang Feng quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
He saw the child's distressed expression and heard him talk about unpredictability, so he naturally thought of something bad.
Little Mo Bao pouted his small lips. "He won't be able to accompany me for a while."
"It's okay, it's okay. Uncle Zhang will play with you when he has time."
"Uncle, if you make it into the top two hundred today, you'll go to the Divine Palace with the team!" The little guy snorted, deliberately whispering, "And you said you'd play with me."
Zhang Feng patted his head, apologizing. "Ah, right. How about this, when Uncle comes out of the Divine Palace, I'll bring you a gift?"
Little Mo Bao blinked. "Alright, then I'll forgive you for breaking your promise."
Zhang Feng gave a simple, honest smile, nodding repeatedly, then quickly went to the arena to designate his opponent.
Today's matches were all to be completed before noon, so each match was set for half an incense stick's time.
With over three hundred participants, over a hundred needed to be eliminated for the competition to conclude successfully.
The rule was that within half an incense stick's time, anyone who defeated their opponent by any means would win.
Thus, the competition started with a bang, full of tension.
Everyone pulled out all the stops, no longer holding back, throwing out all their trump cards.
It must be said that Zhang Feng's luck was quite good.
The person he was fighting against had previously been defeated in one move by Mo Lian and was injured.
After being eliminated and then fighting Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng naturally gained the upper hand.
A total of two hundred battles rushed to a conclusion shortly after noon.
The Eastern Dominator walked forward with a smile, holding a list of winners, and read out a string of names.
Finally, he said, "For the two guaranteed spots, one is Young Master Mo Xiao, and the other is myself."