Who are you calling a stable boy?!

Taking a deep breath, YOYO glared at Sodouer: "Then tell me, why didn't you even make it into the top 100?"

"You think I'm like you? You couldn't beat a top-100 goalkeeper twice?"

Sodour shook his head calmly: "I'm just not interested in making a move yet."

"Anyone can say that."

"Heh, trying to provoke me? Fine."

Sitting up straight, Sodou'er's lips curled into a smirk.

"Hey, Camilla! Give me the forward position for this afternoon's match."

"But...but we agreed..."

"Huh? You stinky dog ​​who scavenge for food have a problem with that?"

"Alas!"

Komilia shrank back, stole a glance at YOYO, and then shook her head vigorously: "N-nothing..."

"Tch, alright, alright. One's a nag and the other's a coward. I get annoyed just looking at you two."

Standing up, Sodour left the Nobles' rest room directly.

"I'm sorry, Camilla."

After Sodou left, YOYO suppressed her anger and looked at Komilia apologetically.

"It's okay, I'm used to being difficult."

Komilia sighed, "But YOYO, is it really necessary to be so nervous? Although we might not be a match for Zheng Jing one-on-one, his two teammates are no match. Now that we've both inherited the Holy Order's emblem, I think I alone could take down his two teammates. That means he'll essentially have to take on both of you in turn, and might even have to get past me first..."

“You don’t understand, Komilia… That’s right, you and Sodour have never truly faced him directly.”

YOYO lowered her eyes, looked at her right hand, and slowly clenched her fists.

"That guy... Zheng Jing, his true strength is definitely in the top ten of the arena, and he might even be in the top five..."

Upon hearing this, Komilia immediately froze on the spot.

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"Oh! Old Zheng! And Old Sang!"

Zheng Jing and Lao Sang had just returned to the stadium after exchanging workout tips at the gym and having lunch together when Ranma spotted them in the stands.

"Ho ho ho! Ranma! Long time no see!"

Upon seeing Ranma, Old San smiled and gave him a bear hug.

Both of them had participated in previous tournaments, and they even faced off in the group stage last year. Old Sang had a very good impression of this agile, skillful, and quick-witted young man.

Releasing Ranma, who was feeling somewhat suffocated, Old Sang suddenly seemed to remember something and looked back and forth between Ranma and Zheng Jing.

"Old Zheng, Ranma, you know each other? That makes sense, Ranma trained over there for a long time!"

"what."

Ranma froze for a moment, completely rooted to the spot.

After watching Zheng Jing and Lao Sang's match, he, as a good man, was also filled with passion, and couldn't help but greet them as soon as they met.

But he forgot that while he and Lao Sang were old acquaintances, this was his "first time" with Zheng Jing.

The one who met Zheng Jing was Saotome Ranko.

Stealing a quick glance, Ranma noticed Zheng Jing's golden eyes staring at him, a feeling that made him feel as if he could be seen through. Ranma's heart jumped into his throat!

"Ah! It's—it's my sister!"

Ranma suddenly made a loud noise.

He raised his hand high and shouted, "My sister! Luanzi! Luanzi told me about Zheng Jing! And look, 'Old Sang, Old Zheng,' isn't that more intimate and easier to say? Aha! Ahahaha..."

"younger sister?"

Old Sang stroked his chin, which was covered in a beard.

"This is the first time I've ever heard of it. So Ranma, you have a younger sister?"

"Uh, yes, yes, but she's actually a bit socially awkward and doesn't like crowded places, so she stayed at the villa to watch the live stream."

The organizers do not prohibit contestants from bringing their support teams to the island; however, there are regulations regarding the number of people they can bring.

So if Ranma is just bringing his sister to the island, then there's really no problem.

"turn out to be--"

Hearing Zheng Jing speak, Ranma swallowed hard, not daring to look at Zheng Jing.

"You're Luanzi's brother! Hello, hello!"

Zheng Jingyi grabbed Ranma's hand and shook it so hard that Ranma trembled.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Zheng Jing. You can call me Lao Zheng, that's fine! By the way—"

As Zheng Jing approached Ranma, he grinned.

"I like taking cold showers the most."

"?!"

Before Ranma could react, Zheng Jing released his grip.

Seeing Zheng Jing's grinning face, Ranma hadn't even had a chance to speak when the music in the arena started playing.

This indicates that the afternoon's matches are about to begin.

The second match of the day is between the Noble Team and the Women Fighters Team.

On the Noble Team's side, all three members participated in last year's tournament. Back then, because it was still an individual competition, YOYO and Sodour clashed with each other in the second round of the group stage, resulting in both of them suffering heavy losses.

Although YOYO made it to the third round with a precious restoration scroll, he was in the group of death and faced Iori, who was one of the favorites to win the championship at the time, and could only stop there.

Komilia, on the other hand, managed to emerge from the group stage thanks to her skill and a bit of luck.

Therefore, the members of the Noble Team left a deep impression on audiences all over the world.

On the other hand, the female fighter team has a new face in addition to the familiar Mai Shiranui and Kiyo.

Ranma! I've found you!

Ranma, still staring at Zheng Jing with suspicion and pondering the meaning of what he had just said, failed to dodge the small black shadow that pounced from behind.

When he turned around in a panic—

"Shampoo?!"

Chapter 227: Hating You Like a Stone (

"Hoohoo!"

Shampoo hugged Ranma's neck tightly and nuzzled his face affectionately.

"What are you doing here?!"

Ranma panicked and grabbed Shampoo's shoulder, creating distance between them.

Before Shampoo could answer, a mature female voice came first.

"As expected, it was you we were looking for, the handsome young man from the Saotome family."

As she walked over, speaking, was Mai Shiranui, the captain of the female fighter team.

"Miss Shiranui? What... what's going on?"

"You still have the nerve to ask?"

Ranma was even more puzzled by Mai Shiranui's gaze, which was tinged with anger.

"Our encounter with Xiaoshanpu was purely by chance."

Beside Mai Shiranui, the elegant blonde woman, Joan, explained with a smile.

They met Shampoo at the dock in South Town.

Because of the language barrier, Shampoo got into a fight with some remnants of the Geese gang who ran the docks.

When Wu and Joan arrived at the dock after receiving the news, Shampoo had almost single-handedly taken care of the entire group of Geese remnants who were equipped with automatic rifles and other firearms.

Upon seeing the two of them, they assumed they were accomplices of the remnants of the Giss gang, and attacked them without saying a word.

Fortunately, Mai, being a ninja, was fluent in multiple languages, which helped clear up the misunderstanding in time.

Later, the two learned that Shampoo was traveling alone to find her fiancé, but somehow got on the wrong ship and sailed across the ocean, eventually arriving at the docks of Southtown.

"We just asked the girl for her fiancé's name, and we actually heard it... Haha, we really didn't expect it to be someone we knew."

Joan chuckled softly.

That's exactly what I meant!

Mai Shiranui pointed at Ranma with her fan: "You really can't judge a book by its cover, no! I should say you handsome guys..."

"Ranma, Ranma!"

Seemingly annoyed that Ranma was staring at Mai and Joan while listening intently to the explanation, Shampoo turned Ranma's face away and said, "I love you!"

"Wow......."

At that moment, Lao Sang and Zheng Jing looked down at Ranma and simultaneously drew out their words.

"Wait! You've misunderstood!"

Just as Ranma was about to explain, Old San grabbed his left shoulder.

"Ranma, although I'm single and have never thought about this, I'm still a few years older than you, so I really have to tell you, don't let such a good girl down! A passionate heart is so precious, so many people would love to have it!"

"That's it!"

Zheng Jing grabbed Ranma's right shoulder.

"Traveling a thousand miles to find her husband, wow, Ranma, you're so lucky! So enviable, so incredibly enviable..."

A hand pressed down on Zangief's left shoulder.

"This precious sincerity will always be with you."

Zangief froze.

At the same time, another hand hooked Zheng Jing's right arm.

"What are you envious of? I just arrived, I didn't hear you."

"I was talking about Ranma's luck with women."

Turning his head to look at Xue Qing who had come to his side, Zheng Jing patted Ranma's shoulder with a grin.

"Uh, that's right! As a teammate, your enthusiasm is so precious!"

Zangief turned his face away, not daring to look at Marissa beside him.

Clearly anticipating Zangief's reaction, Marissa chuckled, and together with Manon, greeted Wu and Joan, then introduced Xueqing and Xiaoxiaolin to them.

After a brief exchange, Joan glanced in the direction of the arena.

"almost."

"Oh dear, I almost forgot."

Wu tapped her head with her folding fan and stuck out her tongue.

"Little Shampoo! It's time for us to go on stage. We've found everyone. After the match, you can enjoy your sweet time with your fiancé to the fullest."

"Hmm, Ranma, wait for me."

Reluctantly letting go of Ranma, Shampoo, being a member of the Heroine Clan, always felt obligated to repay kindness.

"Wait? What do you mean? Shampoo is one of your team members?"

Ranma finally realized what was happening.

"That's right!"

Wu smiled and replied.