Ye Qiaofei's delicate face flashed through his mind, and Fu Beimo's suspicion that had just dissipated rose again.

He had touched Ye Qiaofei's hand before, and the touch was exactly the same as now.

The only difference is that this "Shu Yan" has calluses on her hands.

The two shook hands briefly and then let go.

Fu Beimo stared at Ye Qiaofei's face closely. After three seconds, he looked away and regarded Ye Qiaofei as a stranger.

Seeing the two of them so unfamiliar, Uncle Tai felt helpless.

When two ice cubes come together, it is normal for the atmosphere to solidify.

"Xiao Mo, didn't you ask me who the president of this year's judo world is?" Uncle Tai said with a smile.

Fu Beimo glanced at Ye Qiaofei out of the corner of his eye, nodded his chin, and heard Uncle Tai say: "The leader of the judo world is far away in the sky, but close in front of you."

Only then did Fu Beimo's eyes fall on Ye Qiaofei: "It's you."

Fu Beimo used an affirmative tone in this sentence.

Ye Qiaofei admitted gracefully, with a slight smile on her lips: "Yes, it's me."

The two men's eyes intertwined for two seconds, and the referee's voice fell into Ye Qiaofei's ears: "Congratulations to boxing champion Asen for entering the semi-finals!"

Ye Qiaofei looked at the man in the arena and saw that he had strong muscles and arrogant eyes. He looked arrogant.

"Xiao Yan, are you sure?" Uncle Tai looked worried.

He originally thought that it would take Assen one morning at the earliest to reach the semi-finals, but he did not expect that the actual situation would be half as fast as he expected.

"Not much." Ye Qiaofei also felt a little stressed.

If this Asen can enter the finals, then he can challenge her.

Ye Qiaofei straightened up and stared at the playing field.

In the semi-finals, Assen faced off against a tall and mighty giant.

There is an obvious difference in body shape between the two.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but feel frightened. Although this boxing champion had defeated many people in a short period of time, the size difference between his opponents this time was too big.

The two are also players who have made it all the way to the semi-finals and are of equal strength.

He always felt that Asen's opponent could flatten Asen with just one slap.

"Mr. Fu, it turns out you like to see such bloody things." Zhang Yan couldn't help but change his view of Fu Beimo.

Fu Beimo's face darkened and he glanced at Zhang Yan coldly.

Zhang Yan's back suddenly stiffened and he closed his mouth.

The two men in the competition venue began to fight, and Asen quickly maneuvered around the muscular man, punching as flexibly as a water snake.

"Xiao Yan, who do you think will win?" Uncle Tai took a fancy to one of them and asked Ye Qiaofei.

Ye Qiaofei's eyes narrowed slightly, the two of them looked evenly matched.

But the one with a higher chance of victory should be Asen.

"Asen." Ye Qiaofei answered.

This answer was consistent with Uncle Tai's thoughts. He nodded his chin: "How do you say it?"

"Although that muscular man looks strong and has strong attack power, he is not as agile as Asen."

As we all know, agility is sometimes the key to success.

While several people were judging, the winner on the court was determined by points.

"Congratulations to our boxing champion Asen for entering the finals. His next opponent is the leader of our judo world, Shu Yan!" the host said with excitement.

Ye Qiaofei stretched his muscles and prepared to leave.

Fu Beimo's peripheral vision fell on Ye Qiaofei. In his eyes, the back of this "Shu Yan" overlapped with Ye Qiaofei's inexplicably.

Zhang Yan on the side had the same idea. He looked at Ye Qiaofei's back and couldn't help but murmured: "Looking at the back alone, the backs of this judo leader and the young lady are exactly the same."

"Young Madam?" This title happened to fall into Uncle Tai's ears, and he raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Mo, are you married?"

For such a big matter, Fu Beimo didn't even know what to say to him?

Fu Beimo nodded: "Yes."

His marriage to Ye Qiaofei has not been made public, so it is normal for the master not to know about it.

Previously, he had no public plans.

"Who is it?" Uncle Tai became interested.

This disciple of his is ruthless and cold, like the only frost on the top of the clouds, a high and distant Buddhist disciple.

He was very curious about what kind of woman could catch Fu Beimo's eyes.

"Ye Qiaofei." Fu Beimo answered truthfully.

Uncle Tai didn't show it on his face, but he was a little disappointed in his heart.

He had heard that Ye Qiaofei was just an ordinary rich girl, and she had even been in jail.

Although it was later clarified, it still could not change the fact that she had been in prison.

This woman was not worthy of Fu Beimo at all, but the two were already married, so he could only accept it.

Ye Qiaofei walked into the arena. The moment Ye Qiaofei appeared, the audience present all looked in surprise.

"Why are there still women coming to the competition?" The spectators on the side looked at each other with disdain: "Those with thin arms and legs are not afraid of being broken on the field."

"I want to see how she was defeated."

The audience was extremely contemptuous and did not pay attention to what the host said, "The leader of the judo world."

Asen and Ye Qiaofei stood opposite each other. Asen narrowed his eyes and the scar on his face was scary: "Are you the leader of this term?"

"Yes." Ye Qiaofei did not underestimate the enemy.

She watched this Asen advance all the way to the semi-finals, and she knew that this man was not simple.

"You are a woman, I will give you a move." Asen stared at Ye Qiaofei eagerly.

Today, not only does he want to get the bonus, he also wants to get the position of captain.

"No need." Ye Qiaofei didn't need this kind of sexist "comity."

She made a move to launch an attack: "Let's take action."

"Then I won't be polite." Asen stopped being polite and punched Ye Qiaofei.

Ye Qiaofei quickly avoided the attack and ducked behind Asen.

Fu Beimo and Zhang Yan in the audience stared closely at the two intertwined figures in the arena.

Originally he was not optimistic about Ye Qiaofei, but now, he realized that he had underestimated Ye Qiaofei just now.

Ye Qiaofei was very agile, and every time Asen didn't react, he would suffer multiple wounds from Ye Qiaofei's attacks.

"I didn't expect this woman who looks very similar to the young lady to be so strong." Zhang Yan couldn't help but look surprised.

Asen didn't dare to underestimate his opponent anymore. He became serious and his moves became more and more fierce.

Ye Qiaofei didn't panic. She grabbed Asen's arm and used a lot of strength with her palm. She twisted it hard and made a clicking sound.

The shoulder joint had been dislocated, and only then did Asen's screams sound.

"Stop!" the host shouted to stop Ye Qiaofei's movements to avoid killing people on the field.

Ye Qiaofei retracted his hand and looked at Asen with appreciation in his eyes: "Cheng Rong."
Chapter completed!