Chapter 102: Narrow Victory

Mo Qingkuang has always maintained the same speed as Li Sheng, neither surpassing nor falling far behind.

He just followed Li Sheng closely and kept muttering: "Brother, come on, come on, brother!"

No matter how Li Sheng moved around, he couldn't get rid of Mo Qingkuang's following!

Li Sheng was so angry that he almost crushed his fist!

How could this person be so mean! Do you have any special hobbies?

Although Li Sheng was so angry that he still had some clarity in his mind.

Although at this moment he even wanted to kill Mo Qingkuang on the spot, and it was not like he had never thought about turning around and taking action against Mo Qingkuang immediately.

But Mo Qingkuang's voice was soft and steady, and he was absolutely sure that Mo Qingkuang didn't have a hard time running, and it was very easy to keep up with his speed.

Coupled with the speed shown by Mo Qingkuang before, Li Sheng had to admit that Mo Qingkuang's speed was far faster than him!

Even if he suddenly takes action now, it is very likely that he will fail. When the time comes, he will be unable to catch up and in full view of the public, not only will his face be lost, but even the inner court will punish him extremely severely.

But just let Mo be humiliated like this? How could Li Sheng swallow this breath?

Han Yan'er and others behind gradually heard the news. The one in the front went back and forth three times, much faster than the latter, and now he was leisurely following behind the latter to humiliate the other party!

Hearing this, everyone in the inner courtyard breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Li Sheng did not disappoint them.

However, some people began to defend Mo Qingkuang: "Senior Brother Li, it's true, if you win, you win. After all, Junior Brother Mo is a new disciple. It is reasonable that there is a gap in strength. Why bother to humiliate others like this?"

Of course, there are people who speak up for Li Sheng, and those who bear the brunt are those followers: "If you fall behind, you will be beaten! If you are weak, just lie down and lie down. How dare you stab Brother Li in front of him?"

They were all very proud, as if they were the ones teasing Mo Qingkuang.

On the contrary, Han Yan'er learned about the situation and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Repeatedly surpass? Tailgating humiliation?

Others don't know it, but Han Yan'er is clear in her heart.

Being able to do such disgusting and immoral things has always been Mo Qingkuang's specialty.

No wonder Mo Qingkuang accepted Li Sheng's challenge so confidently. It turned out that he was really confident.

She was originally worried about Mo Qingkuang, but she didn't expect that Mo Qingkuang could be so much faster than Li Sheng.

"Ninth Princess, can you still laugh like this? Not only did Mo Qingkuang lose his face this time, he was a pauper at least one month before he was admitted to the hospital." A follower heard Han Yan'er laughing and said sarcastically.

Immediately another inner disciple echoed: "You don't need to worry about this. Even if Junior Brother Mo is penniless, he still has the Ninth Princess to support him, but we won't have a good life supported by such a beautiful woman."

Han Yan'er glanced coldly at the two inner courtyard disciples who were following Li Sheng, and said calmly: "It's not certain who will be embarrassed."

Then, her beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent moons again. That was two thousand points, which was an unimaginable amount of money for her who had just entered the inner courtyard!

She was even thinking about how to get Mo Qingkuang to lead her on a shopping spree.

Now, even her steps are much lighter. If Han Yan'er hadn't thought that her speed was too far behind those two people, Han Yan'er would have even wanted to catch up and see what kind of disgusting things Mo Qingkuang was up to.

After hearing Han Yan'er's words, the two of them looked shocked, as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Ninth Princess, are you not crazy? You don't think that the one being teased is Senior Brother Li, do you? "

The exaggerated tone and expressions of the two made everyone laugh.

Han Yan'er is really crazy. Does she actually think that Mo Qingkuang can play tricks on Li Sheng? It's really a big joke in the world.

Han Yan'er was too lazy to respond. Now she felt even more confident.

There's no point in talking more. Let's see the truth at the terminal!

Li Sheng and Mo Qingkuang finally arrived near the finish line and appeared at the corner before the finish line.

Everyone at the end was at a frontal angle. When the two got closer, they gradually saw their faces clearly.

What puzzled them was that Li Sheng was in front, but Mo Qingkuang, who had traveled to and from the terminal many times, was half a body behind Li Sheng. His speed was neither urgent nor slow, and he was on par with Li Sheng.

"What's going on? Does Mo Qingkuang not want to win? Want to save face for Li Sheng?" This was the doubt in the minds of everyone present.

Other than that, they couldn't think of any other reason.

Mo Qingkuang has fully demonstrated that his speed is far superior to Li Sheng. If he wants to win, he can draw his sword when Li Sheng is still halfway.

But he went around and around, and now he was still following Li Sheng. Wasn't he trying to make a good show?

Some people also nodded secretly. It can be seen from Mo Qingkuang's move that he is a sensible newcomer. Giving favors like this can not only fully demonstrate his own strength, but also save some face for Li Sheng.

When the time comes, if he is determined to serve under the Sixth Prince, Mo Qingkuang will be put to good use.

Seeing the sword representing the winner's symbol approaching, Li Sheng gradually had other thoughts.

If other people would think that Mo Qingkuang was saving face for him, it was impossible for him to think so.

Mo Qingkuang's random thoughts along the way left him completely humiliated.

But he endured it, did not take action, and did not take the lead in breaking the rules of the game.

"Don't you like playing around? Don't you like humiliation? Now the sword is right in front of me. I can get it in my hands with just one acceleration! By then, I will lose my face, but at least I can get the points, which is a substantial benefit!" Li Sheng made up his mind when he found that Mo Qingkuang had not overtaken him.

As long as he can suddenly accelerate and grab the sword when Mo Qingkuang has no time to react, then even if people know that Mo Qingkuang is faster than him, he is still the winner!

According to the rules, the 1,000 points still belong to him!

What face! What do you want that thing for?

"Mo Qingkuang, just play! It's not good to shoot yourself in the foot!" Li Sheng sneered in his heart, estimated the distance, and rushed forward fiercely, heading straight for the sword with its sheath inserted in the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Kong subconsciously almost kicked Li Sheng, who was like a vicious dog, out!

What does Mo Qingkuang mean? Is he really willing to give up a favor? And give these 1,000 points for nothing?

But just when everyone thought that Li Sheng was about to win under Mo Qingkuang's "humility", he suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes.

A figure quickly rushed out from behind Li Sheng, and the sword disappeared in an instant.

Li Sheng jumped in mid-air, and felt that his fingertips were about to touch the gorgeous scabbard inlaid with gems, but the sword suddenly disappeared!

He couldn't control himself for a while, and actually fell flat on his face in front of everyone.

In front of the fallen Li Sheng, Mo Qingkuang held the sword in one hand and put his other hand on his waist, looking relaxed.

He grinned and showed a row of bright white teeth: "Ashamed, ashamed, a narrow victory."