Insufficient balance

  Zhao Fubo's words immediately made Shu Yiner and Little John's eyes widen. The two of them exchanged a glance, and without even needing to discuss it, they simultaneously grabbed the binoculars.

  As expected, Zhao Fubo didn't lie, and he who had never praised the girls for their beauty before suddenly came up with such a sentence, it's imaginable what kind of shock it would cause.

  "Is she going to wear that for the martial arts competition?"

  For the first time, Shu Yu'er felt threatened.

  She was a slender and tall woman, almost as tall as Zhao Fubo. I don't know which ethnic group she belongs to, but judging from her appearance, she is absolutely not an ordinary Arab woman.

  This can be seen at a glance with just a slight use of binoculars.

  She wore a leather corset, like a good black leather jacket, tightly wrapped around her curvy body.

  Outside, the silver armor has fine small rings that emit a brilliant light, all the way to the hands. Wearing a rose-colored long cloak, matching with pale purple-red wavy long hair, it has a different charm.

  Looking at her face, it's easy to misunderstand that she is a spirit from the depths of the desert. Moreover, this desert spirit has a personality as cold as ice in the desert night.

  But her eyes were as clear as crystals soaked in water, with a pure and beautiful gaze that blended strangely with an enchanting eye shape to form an extremely beautiful charm.

  It's hard to believe that at the age of 17 or 18, her figure is so outstanding. At least from a physical perspective, she looks more mature than Shu Qi.

  She didn't carry a spear and couldn't see what kind of short weapon she was carrying. All that could be seen was a bow and a quiver of arrows behind her saddle.

  "Beautiful? How come I didn't notice...!"

  Shu Yiner said these words while looking at Zhao Fubo with a profound meaning.

  To know this guy has never complimented any girl. Normally, he is not more interested in girls than his big gun or the flying fire beast.

  "Yes, she can't compare with Miss Yu'er!"

  Martin saw that Zhao Fubo's foolish little war was about to break out, and immediately spoke to divert attention, helping his student get out of the situation.

  "Hurry up and go, it's your group's turn now!"

  Before leaving, Zhao Fubo made a ghostly face at Shu Yun'er.

  "It's true, Little John said it right, she is as pretty as our Jade Girl..."

  After finishing, He Mu Ke ran away with a smile, leaving behind Shu Yu Er who was staring at his back in anger. Looking at Zhao Fu Bo's back, Shu Yu Er took another glance at the iceberg beauty outside.

  I don't know what I was thinking in my heart, but just called out a sentence.

  "No way, I have to go and watch him, or else he'll do something stupid!"

  Then he also followed Zhao Fubo and ran down, looking at the back of Zhao Fubo, Martin frowned with some doubts.

  "This Zhao Fubo guy, if he's not an idiot, then he must be too clever. But what is the deep meaning behind his words? Could it be that all the kids in this era are this clever?"

  Although Jack in front of him was also smiling at him, no one explained anything, they just smiled at each other and continued to watch the martial arts competition outside.

  Zhao Fubo escaped from Shu Yu'er's magical claws and ran all the way, with the metal leaves on his body making some slight metallic friction sounds.

  "You really want to go see that woman!"

  Zhao Fubo ran in a direction that made Little John's eyes widen, as if the best foreman had spotted some lazybones.

  "Look what you're saying, what's so good about an iceberg girl? Our group was right next to her, I saw what she did!"

  One by one, the boys holding bows lined up in the queue. As young people, they were able to show off their skills in front of everyone, and it was inevitable that each of them was a little overexcited.

  Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke brought Little John, squeezing through the crowd with difficulty. When he looked back, what moved Zhao Fubo's heart was that Shu Yiner held her bow in her hand, sitting on her vermilion horse, vigilantly watching everything around him.

  "Hum, you need a woman to protect your safety, aren't you ashamed!"

  Suddenly, a low hum came over. Safo Wan appeared beside Zhao Fubo like a ghost, with a mocking expression on his face.

  Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke were completely unaware of his arrival, really didn't know how this guy could be so persistent.

  "Go ahead and try it if you want!"

  At this time another crisp voice rang out, Little John squeezed beside Zhao Fubo, and had already pulled out his own dagger.

  Looking at Safowan's eyes, there was actually some arrogance. When speaking, it was like pouring hot pot water on the other person's head.

  "You're sneaking around like this and still call yourself a knight? If I were you, I'd be so ashamed that I'd have gone to find a wall to knock my head against!"

  This remark, not only made Safo Wan frown, but also included Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke, who had to frown before it was settled. They never knew that when Little John spoke, he was actually comparable to Shu Yiner's sharp tongue.

  Saffron's face changed color for a moment, and he glared fiercely at Little John, squeezing out threatening words from between his teeth.

  "In that case, I don't mind killing one more on the martial arts arena!"

  His words caused Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke to unconsciously reach for their waists, and after being with Xiao Yuan for so long, they had already considered him as the youngest brother in their hearts.

  Little John's clear blue eyes, however, showed even more arrogance, as if he wasn't Zhao Fubo's little follower, but rather a royal princess.

  "Is that so? I've seen many guys like you, but they're all just talk and no action. If you really have the skills, we'll be waiting for you at the martial arts arena. And by the way, you'd better bring a handkerchief!"

  The words in front are not difficult to understand, but the last sentence makes everyone look at each other in confusion, not understanding what he means.

  "Hey, don't you get it? The handkerchief is for when we beat you and you cry!"

  As for this matter, Safo Wan, who quickly submerged into the crowd and disappeared from sight, didn't know what to think, but Zhao Fu Bo gave a sentence to Little John.

  "Little John, you've been following Shu Yiner and learning bad things! Remember that you're a boy, talking like this will make people laugh!"

  It was Muker who looked at Little John with a good-natured expression.

  For these two guys, Little John's approach was simple. With a flick of his lip and a roll of his eyes, he took the lead and squeezed forward.

  Zhao Fubo raised his head again, but saw that Shu Yuner had already placed the bow in her hand, and even put an arrow on it.

  She saw Zhao Fubo looking over at her, excitedly waving her hand at him. But suddenly she became aware that in this crowded public place, wasn't she being too conspicuous? So she just slightly raised her small white hand to her chest and waved it gently at Zhao Fubo.

  Shu Yu'er, wearing a light-colored and beautiful palace dress, sat on her Lipstick Horse. Although not as charming and seductive as the Ice Mountain Beauty, that beauty was like an oasis in the desert, reminiscent of when Zhao Fu was kicked unconscious by the Flying Fire Beast.

  For a moment, nothing else existed in the world except for her. He only saw that lovely face with a hint of a smile, now beaming at him with its most genuine and brightest grin.

  "Make way, make way! Let Master Zhao pass!"

  Repeated urging sounds rose, his elder brother Zhao Xu appeared at the end of the team with a group of followers. Although they were divided into groups, their ranking was not distinguished by precedence.

  However, judging from his appearance, Zhao Xu had no intention of queuing. He wore his silver cuirass, the iron plate on his chest was covered by a large fan that he opened.

  Look at where he's going, it's that ice mountain beauty over there.

  Zhao Fubo showed no interest in this and waved at Shu Yu'er before following the team forward.

  "Miss, are you participating in the martial arts competition alone?"

  Listening to his brother's words, Zhao Fubo's face turned red, he had never known that his brother was so miserable after leaving the house.

  Zhao Xu doesn't care what others think, he still maintains the smile on his face. Apparently, compared to the tightly veiled Arab girls or the girls wearing cheongsam in the desert city, this ice mountain beauty has a particularly strong attraction.

  "Miss, is this your first time in Huangsha City? If so, I'd be honored to introduce you to our beautiful city?"

  Finally, Zhao Xu's repeated entanglement caused the girl's displeasure. Her slender long eyebrows twisted slightly, and her clear eyes looked at Zhao Xu with a certain unspeakable disgust.

  Then the red and moist cherry lips moved slightly, finally responding to Zhao Xu's words.

  Zhao Fubo noticed that when she spoke, she used Arabic with a Persian accent that was not very fluent.

  "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm here to compete in martial arts, and I don't have much interest in sightseeing the city either!"

  Having said that, he turned his face away and no longer paid attention to Zhao Xu.

  The beautiful iceberg woman had long been noticed by the people around her, but because of her cold pride, no one dared to talk to her. Although everyone was a little itchy in their hearts, when they saw Zhao Xu's encounter, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  Even if Zhao Xu had been through a hundred battles in pursuit of beauties, when he encountered this kind of thing, his face still turned red.

  "That's all, I won't disturb you anymore, Miss. If after the martial contest, you have any interest in the city or encounter anything else, feel free to find me, I am the young master of the Zhao family in Huangsha City!"

  Little John listened to Zhao Xu's words and curled up his mouth in ridicule.

  "What's wrong with him? It seems like he is the only young master in the Zhao family. A lecher!"

  He raised his eyes and saw that Zhao Fubo was also staring in that direction, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed. However, he put on a nonchalant expression and pulled Zhao Fubo's arm, pushing him towards the other side.

  "What? You also want to go and flirt with her? Go ahead, I won't tell anyone, especially not Miss Yu!"

  What Zhao Fubo said to Little John shocked him.

  “She reminds me of someone!”

  Little John didn't fall for it, what a terrible excuse, and he actually came up with it.

  "Really? Who did you think of? Not another cold-blooded woman we don't know, is it?"