"I admit defeat!"
"Thanks for the leniency!"
On the stage, a senior brother from Ying Yuan clasped his fists, and his opponent, a junior brother from Xuan Tian, although he had lost a move, reciprocated with equally good grace.
From the gazebo up on the mountain, Xiaojin couldn't help but roll her eyes. Since the second round of the competition had started, these folks had completely let loose, displaying their cringeworthy traits to an extreme extent.
Phrases like "I dare not! I dare not!" "I'm completely convinced, both in heart and by word" "The green hills will not change, the green waters will flow forever" - these were still bearable. The worst was when someone actually shouted "Thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong; do not underestimate the young when they're poor!"
What's more terrifying was that after he shouted that and stepped down from stage, he immediately pulled out his smartphone and took a photo of two long-legged female disciples bickering in the ring.