"Instructor, this competition was unfair, I... I was careless and lost to this ugly guy! I demand a rematch, this time I definitely won't lose to him!" Zhao Ping clutched his right chest which was about to burst in pain, looking defiantly at Instructor Lin Ze.
No one knew where he got the nerve to say such shameless words in front of the entire camp.
As expected, his words were met with ridicule from the crowd—
"Tsk tsk tsk, Zhao Ping's skill isn't much, but his skin is thick! He's practically lost face for our Vanguard Camp!
Who knows what the commander is thinking! This kind of person, needless to say joining the Vanguard Camp, even joining the rear camp as a menial would be considered useless!"
"Exactly, I think this young brother from the kitchen is great. Ugly, yes, but he beat Zhao Ping effortlessly.
If this young brother joins our Vanguard Camp, we'd feel convinced! Maybe he'd even earn us some esteem from the commander!"
