Chapter 546
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"Right... right... right right... he... he... said... he's... right!"
The stuttering bodyguard nodded his head repeatedly. "I... I... I want to... fight... fight... fight... for this year's... Hidden Guard... division... division..."
"Sh * t... he said he wants to fight for the position of captain of the Hidden Team Guards. This has always been his goal and wish. He hopes Miss Ye Wanwan can accept him as her disciple and help him fulfill his wish!" an impatient spectator blurted out in one breath.
"Right... right... right right... he... he... he's... right!" The stuttering bodyguard nodded his head repeatedly. "Wan... Wanwan... Miss... please..."
A streak of cold sweat formed on Ye Wanwan's forehead. "Wait wait wait... you want me to accept you as my disciples? Do you guys have some kind of weird misunderstanding towards me? "
Everyone, including Eleven and the stuttering bodyguard, shook their heads in unison.
Not at all, alright?
They really misunderstood her in the past but now, they could see it clearly.
Eleven said with a serious expression, "Miss Wanwan, we're really serious. I've been practicing martial arts for many years and I've reached a bottleneck, unable to break through. Miss Wanwan, your understanding of martial arts is truly amazing. Even though I only exchanged a few moves with you just now, I still learned a lot." If Miss Wanwan is willing to accept me, even if it's just a little guidance, Eleven would be eternally grateful! "
The stuttering bodyguard knew it was difficult for him to speak, but thankfully, the captain already said what he wanted to say, so he nodded his head non-stop. "I... I'm the same as captain Eleven. Please... please... please... Miss Wanwan... grant me my wish! I... I want to become stronger! "
Ye Wanwan hadn't regained her senses from suddenly becoming a "martial arts genius" when her master and this little bodyguard acknowledged her as their master. Her mind was in a daze.
"The problem is... I really don't know anything about martial arts. Wouldn't it be misleading to accept you guys as my disciples?" Ye Wanwan said with a headache.
Eleven lowered his eyes and his face darkened slightly. "Does Miss Wanwan think my aptitude is too poor?"
Ye Wanwan: "... huh?"
How could a weak chicken like me think my aptitude as the captain of the Hidden Team is poor?! Where did I get the wrong impression from?
Ye Wanwan thought it was too ridiculous, so she naturally didn't want to agree. Alas, she couldn't withstand their persistent pestering, so she had no choice but to relent in the end. "I can agree …"
The duo was overjoyed and wanted to say some words of gratitude, but Ye Wanwan hastily stopped them.
Ye Wanwan continued sternly, "But I'll say this upfront - I don't really know much myself, so I might not be able to teach you guys anything. You're the ones who forced me to do this; if I teach you anything bad, you're not allowed to complain about me to your master!"
"Master, you're too humble!" Eleven looked a little excited.
After personally experiencing Ye Wanwan's terrifying fighting strength, it would be a miracle if he believed Ye Wanwan only knew a little.
"Miss Wanwan, we … we also want a master …"
Suddenly, a few other Dark Team guards also walked forward eagerly.
"Alright, even if you want to acknowledge me as your master, wait until the tournament is over. How can I teach you all?" Eleven hurriedly said.
Hearing this, the Dark Guards curled their lips and could only give up. They all regretted not stepping forward to seize the opportunity because of their hesitation.
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