Chapter 324



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The trio across the street didn’t give Quentin time to speak. They rushed straight at them.

Quentin frowned.

While his penchant for showing off wasn’t very reliable, his martial artist’s instincts were. He stepped in front of Nora and Justin immediately.

Unfortunately, the other party had the numbers on their side.

In reality, they were not difficult to beat, but he had to defeat them one by one. His opponents had sent their two C-class team members to go after Nora and Justin, while a B-class member stuck to Quentin instead.

Justin was carrying a girl, so he definitely couldn’t attack.

Nora, a woman, had also managed to make every blow deadly the day before by taking advantage of being underestimated by her opponents. Once the two C-class contenders got rid of them and joined forces with the B-class martial contender, with three of them against Quentin alone, they couldn’t necessarily lose!

Although Quentin had delusions of grandeur, he was not stupid. Otherwise, Ian would not have chosen him to take control of the Smiths’ clandestine forces. After realizing everything in an instant, with a horrible look on his face, he said, “Hang in there, both of you. I’ll go help as soon as I can.”

After speaking, he used all his strength and executed his most vile moves, taking advantage of an opening where the B-class martial artist wasn’t paying attention to land a karate chop to his neck.

The B-class martial artist lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Quentin feinted and landed another blow. After defeating his opponent in two moves, he turned around to provide assistance. He thought that the time had finally come to show his might, but instead he saw that….

The two C-class martial artists who had charged Nora and Justin were already slumped outside the ring.

Quentin: “?”

He was stunned, and asked dumbfounded, “What happened?”

What else could have happened? Nora and Justin had sent the two flying with a punch and a kick respectively, of course.

“…”

The whole place was silent for a moment. Then, the ringmaster announced, “Team World’s Third Team wins!”

The crowd erupted in fervent cheers.

A stunned Quentin followed Nora and Justin out of the ring. As soon as they exited the ring, people swarmed toward them from all directions.

“Smithin!”

Someone shouted his name.

Quentin coughed, straightened his back and looked behind him excitedly: a beautiful girl was standing behind him and looking at him shyly.

Quentin thought she must be an admirer who wanted to confess her love to him, so he asked softly, “What’s wrong?”

The girl raised her head and said, “Could you please step aside a little? I’d like to take a family-of-three picture of #028 and #820, but you’re in the shot!”.

Quentin: “????”

He turned around, there he looked at Nora and Justin, who were walking in front. The two of them were already surrounded by fans and their popularity had nothing to envy to that of Big Brother and Big Sister?

Just my luck!

He had originally wanted to team up with two weaklings to highlight how high and mighty he was, but how come they had stolen all the limelight?

Quentin took a deep breath and looked at the girl coolly. “No, I can’t,” he said.

After saying that, he joined Nora and Justin.

Hmph.

He, Quentin Smith, was who Team Third of the World relied on. If not, would they have someone as strong as the World’s Third?

Did those ignorant fans know who was the strongest on the team or not?

He, Quentin Smith, was not going to turn away today.

Seeing that he simply refused to step aside no matter what, the fans kept frantically snapping pictures with their cell phones. Only then did Quentin finally feel a little better.

The trio reached the side rest area. As they waited for the next fight, Quentin secretly took his phone and accessed the martial arts tournament’s discussion forum.

The tournament had set up a private website that only tournament attendees knew about. The website was very difficult for outsiders to find.

The circle was very small, so it could be said that it was a culture exclusive to them.

By this time, a post about the World’s Third Team had gained thousands of hits on the forum.

He opened the post with the intention of seeing how everyone was singing its praises…. But in the end, instead, he saw a photo as soon as the page loaded.

In the photo, he had originally been standing between Nora and Justin, but had been Photoshopped out.

Nora was wearing a silver mask and a tight red dress.

Justin was wearing a black mask and a full black suit. In his arms was a little girl in a white princess dress, also wearing a silver mask.

They felt like a family of three.

In the comments:

‘Team Third of the World is really strong! Even when they faced a C-class opponent, One Hit Beauty won with one hit. Do you only know that one move?’

‘Ahhhhh! If I wasn’t sure that Big Brother is resting right next to him, I would have thought that the man carrying the girl is Big Brother! His physique looks so much like Big Brother’s! They are both so tall and beautiful’.

Someone went so far as to ask:

‘Shouldn’t there be three people on a team? Is Team Third in the World a family of three?’

Someone kindly replied, ‘No, the last member is Smithin, but it’s not important. Don’t get distracted bro’.

Quentin: “????”

What do you mean it’s not important?

Quentin turned off the phone forcefully.

He looked at Justin, who was standing next to him, and suddenly said, ‘Why don’t I bring the girl on the next meeting?’

Only by bringing the girl could he steal the limelight. Why hadn’t it occurred to him now?

Justin: “?”

He raised his eyebrows, handed Cherry to him and said, “Sure.”

With someone carrying Cherry for him, he could take the opportunity to loosen up his muscles a bit.

So, when it was time for the next bout, Quentin stepped to the front with Cherry in his arms and entered the ring, while Nora and Justin followed leisurely behind.

Seeing that there were indeed more people watching him, Quentin felt he had made the right strategic decision.

The corners of his lips curved upward. Just as he was about to form a smile, voices on either side of him approached.

“Why is Smithin carrying the child this time?”

“Maybe carrying the girl is keeping No. 820 from doing his thing! If he lets Smithin hold her, he could use her arms!”

“You’re right! Besides, doesn’t Smithin look like a bodyguard holding the girl for them? That couple sure is laid back! They don’t look like they’re here to compete at all. They’re clearly here to go shopping.”

Quentin: “?”

Was it too late to return the girl?

The corners of Quentin’s lips tightened.

Then, several people could be heard discussing something.

“Why is your team called Third in the World?”

“Surely it’s to pay homage to Big Brother and Big Sister! It seems their goal this time is third place.”

“I wonder who will be able to get third place, #820 or #028?”

Quentin: “!!!”

He was the one who would do it!!!!!

He was sure that, other than Big Brother and Big Sister, no one could beat him in a fight in New York! This was infuriating!!!!

Quentin was furious. Once they got to F class and the team automatically disbanded, he would definitely challenge #028 and #820 to a fight!

The sulky and frustrated Quentin fought mercilessly and quickly after that, defeated the opponents with Nora.

Their bouts that day ended in victory for both of them. Along with Nora’s two wins the day before, once they won another bout the next day, they would advance to B class.

Nora stretched. She was about to leave when she heard someone exclaim, “Big Sister is on! She’s going to compete!”

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