Chapter 675
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Shao Qing wasn't in a hurry. She knew very well that she and Mr Qiu would definitely have a battle today. This battle would determine many things, such as the outcome of this challenge tournament and the outcome of this war.
"Since that's the case, let's continue," Shao Qing said calmly.
The third round was very unlucky. Mr Qiu's people drew lots again. The person who walked out was a woman with a hunched back. She wasn't old but her back was very hunched. It was as if she was carrying a millstone on her back.
She drew the lot that belonged to Little Baozi.
Shao Qing instantly gripped the armrest of the chair tightly. Little Bun was already at Grade Eight, but in Shao Qing's eyes, he was still that small child that she held in her hand and needed to protect.
At that moment, Shao Qing really had the urge to stand up and shout that she didn't want to fight anymore. But she couldn't. Even if it was for the people behind her, she couldn't.
Little Bun waved at Shao Qing with a smile. He looked soft and cute and was easy to bully. Many people in Rivertown were on tenterhooks.
They all knew Little Bun. He was Shao Qing's son. During this period of time, he brought a group of friends and ran around to deliver water, food, and medicine to them.
Many people in Rivertown liked Little Bun. Yes, such a cute and obedient child. Who wouldn't like him?
But this child was about to go to the battlefield for the entire Rivertown.
Many people stood out and told Shao Qing that they didn't want to take part in this challenge tournament. At most, they would fight to the death with them. The people of Rivertown weren't afraid. They didn't need a child to risk his life for them.
Weren't the rules of Rivertown always like this? The elderly, children, the sick, the weak, and the disabled would all receive the protection and support of Rivertown. They shouldn't have to shoulder more things just because of Little Bun's identity.
But the person who didn't want Little Bun to take the risk the most was Shao Qing. She gripped the armrest of the chair so tightly that it was almost crushed. The person standing in the arena was her son. He had only been in this world for slightly more than two years.
She couldn't bear to do that either …
Little Bun climbed up the stage and panted heavily as he moved his short legs to the center of the stage. He looked at the hunchbacked woman with a pair of heterochromatic eyes.
He asked seriously, "Grandma, do you need me to take off your bag first before we fight? That bag looks really heavy. If you were to fight me with that bag, wouldn't it be a little unfair for me to win? "
Many people began to snicker. The hunchbacked woman raised her head. Hidden under her messy hair was a pair of turbid and cold eyes. After a long time, she said, "No need."
Little Bun bit his finger and looked very conflicted. He walked forward and said, "Then, Granny, let's shake hands. I read in the books that we have to shake hands before a fight to show our friendliness."
Those who knew Little Bun's ability couldn't help but laugh. The filling of this bun was definitely black. His ability was to devour. If he really held it, how could he let go?
Mu Lin's worry dissipated a little. She whispered, "Ah Qing, your son is as black as you."
The hunchbacked old woman looked at Little Bun's chubby hand and slowly extended her walking stick. The end of the stick was very sharp and shone with a cold light.
Little Bun hurriedly took a step back and widened his eyes. "Granny, how dare you disrespect your elders!"
The hunchbacked woman didn't like to argue. She pointed the end of the walking stick at Little Bun. Immediately, countless black threads drilled out of it. After these threads landed on the ground, they began to move.
They weren't threads, but thread-like worms. These worms were very thin, but they constantly drilled out from the end of the walking stick. When there were enough of them, they piled up together and wriggled continuously. It made one's scalp tingle and feel disgusted.
Little Bun bit his finger and kept moving his feet. He hated worms the most … He just wanted to stay as far away from these worms as possible.
The hunchbacked woman kept releasing worms. Soon, half of the stage was occupied by worms. After she tapped the ground with her walking stick, all the worms jumped up and shot towards Little Bun.
Shao Qing's expression changed. She suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the stage.
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