Chapter 117 Social Butterfly

"Hey, that Wan Lei is really popular. To think he could get two girls to fight over him.

"My Xiaoyu is much better, never attracting bees and butterflies, always maintaining her integrity. Sigh, how will I ever find her a Dao companion?"

Looking at the sighing Fang Clan Leader, the other eight leaders all gave him looks of disdain.

What is your Xiaoyu like? Don't you know?

Look at the hundreds of thousands of people in the Protect Xiaoyu Alliance. Which one of them isn't utterly infatuated with your Xiaoyu?

Not attracting bees and butterflies, bah! She's attracted an entire army!

The Liu Clan Leader said with a smile, "Since this Wan Lei is so outstanding and can be favored by so many women, why doesn't Brother Fang betroth your Xiaoyu to him? It would make a fine match."

Hearing this, Qi Yao glared at the Liu Clan Leader.

"Forget about it. The two of them act like enemies whenever they meet. Any pair of men and women in this world could become Dao companions, but those two are the only exception.

"Absolutely impossible."

The Fang Clan Leader said confidently.

Qi Yao slowly calmed down.

The incomparably charming Lei Dashuai (handsome) didn't know that outside the formation, two girls were fighting over him.

At this moment, Lei Dashuai had no charm and no dazzling halo, because he was lurking under a sand dune, not even revealing a trace of his aura.

Let alone any dazzling halo.

In front of him, two teams of people were fighting.

One team had three people, and the other had four.

The team of three consisted of two men and one woman. The team of four was all women, dressed in identical white clothes embroidered with lotus flowers.

Kui Lian Sect.

Wan Lei glanced at them, not recognizing any of them. It wasn't the team led by the Kui Lian Sect's number one prodigy.

He watched for a while. Both teams were very strong, at least much stronger than the Qingyun Four Bastards he had fought.

If he faced either team, he wouldn't be confident of winning using only ordinary battle strength.

After all, although it wasn't quite the final round yet, it was already within the top ten thousand.

In other words, everyone still active in the competition was someone with a name on the Wan Jiao (Myriad Pride) List.

They were all very strong.

Therefore, Young Master Lei was becoming more and more cautious.

After all, he was alone, while everyone else was in teams. It was too disadvantageous.

The reason Young Master Lei was lurking here was to wait for the outcome of the battle.

Of course, not to steal kills.

Lei, the good person, was a kind-hearted and enthusiastic person. Helping others in need was always his style. The righteous him would never watch the weak being bullied by the strong.

He would even brave "mortal danger" to help others through their tribulation, from which one could know the excellent moral character of Lei, the good person.

Right now, he was waiting for both sides to determine a winner, and then he would help the weaker side fight the stronger side.

Yes, that's how righteous he was.

Lei, the good person, would never hint to those he helped to give him benefits.

And he would never extort those he defeated to hand over their storage bags.

Absolutely not.

After indulging in self-admiration, Lei, the good person, continued to watch the match.

The two teams in front of him were fighting fiercely. Because the Kui Lian Sect had more people and cooperated well, they had the upper hand over the other three.

But the three were not weak either. Facing the attacks of the four, they were able to cope with ease and defend tightly.

The team of three...

The strongest fighter was a tall, thin young man. He was the main attacker throughout the battle, wielding his weapon with great speed. Wan Lei couldn't even see what kind of weapon it was for a while.

Finally, he was struck by a Kui Lian Sect woman and fell to the ground. Only then did Wan Lei see that he was holding a...

Cleaver.

Was this guy a chef before?

The other two, the baby-faced youth, wielded a heavy shield. He was responsible for defense, blocking most of the attacks from the other four.

The woman had a beautiful face, large eyes, and a slender figure. Wan Lei couldn't take his eyes off her pair of heavenly long legs.

The only flaw was that the woman's hair was tied up high, revealing a somewhat large forehead.

That is, her hairline was a little high.

But that didn't detract from her beauty.

The woman wore a tight leather outfit, which set off her figure and long legs very well. The whip in her hand kept lashing out at the enemy, attacking them.

She had a bit of a queenly air.

If Sui Xiaohang were here, he would probably be howling and shouting things like, "Queen, come and whip me!"

The two teams fought more and more fiercely. Sand and stones flew, swords flashed, and sword energy flew everywhere. It was quite a lively scene.

Lei, the good person, was unlucky and was hit by a sword energy, immediately groaning.

"Who's there? Where's the rat hiding? Show yourself!"

The leading woman of the Kui Lian Sect immediately forced back her opponent and looked towards Wan Lei, shouting angrily.

Okay, you asked me to come out.

Young Master Lei stood up.

"Wan... Wan Lei?"

The four members of the Kui Lian Sect's expressions changed drastically. After hearing the name Wan Lei, the other team of three also looked at him with interest.

"Senior Sister, what do we do?"

"Withdraw!"

"Not fight him?"

"He's Wan Lei, idiot. We're no match for him."

The four Kui Lian Sect women ran very fast, disappearing in a puff of smoke, as if Lei, the good person, was some kind of hooligan.

This made Lei, the good person, very depressed, wondering if his reputation was too great, to the point where it made enemies flee in terror.

Should he wear a mask in the future?

Four good fat sheep ran away.

Young Master Lei was so annoyed.

"We have met Fellow Daoist Wan Lei. As expected, you are extraordinary. Just showing your face is enough to scare the Kui Lian Sect's four prodigies into running away. We admire you."

The three walked over. Wan Lei turned his head and looked at them with indifferent eyes.

"I am Li Lei."

The tall, thin young man holding the cleaver, who Wan Lei suspected was a chef, clasped his hands and said.

The cleaver was stuck on his belt.

"I am Wang Chao."

The baby-faced youth placed the heavy shield on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"This old lady is called He Shiba!"

The beautiful woman with the heavenly long legs and high hairline looked at Wan Lei proudly.

Young Master Lei stroked his chin, looking at the three with interest.

The four fat sheep just ran away. Should he just kill these three and add one to his defeat count?

"Brother Wan is looking at us like that. Do you want to team up with us?"

He Shiba glanced at Wan Lei sideways.

"No, I didn't..."

"Good, we accept your invitation to team up. We are a team now. You are very honored to be able to join our team, right? It's okay, just relax. We are very easygoing."

"I said I didn't agree just now..."

"Huh?"

He Shiba snorted coldly, waving the small leather whip in her hand, implying that if Wan Lei didn't agree, she would let him taste the power of her whip.

Young Master Lei looked speechlessly at the woman in front of him.

He couldn't understand why her social skills were so extreme.