Just now in the thick fog, Ye Zechuan kept attacking whenever he had the opportunity. He had already used up all the red ink in the water gun. Now if Ye Minghan wants to win, he doesn't even need to use ice condensation, as long as he is fast enough,

He was confident that he could knock Ye Zechuan out with one strike!

"If you have the time to pay attention to the water gun in your hand, you might as well take a look at your clothes first." Ye Zechuan threw away the water gun in his hand, stopped looking at him, and turned to face the audience.

"What's wrong with my clothes? Do you think I'm more handsome than you in white..." Ye Minghan's voice stopped abruptly before he could finish the last word "Ba".

He stood on the stage and stared at his white gown in disbelief for more than ten seconds before saying in shock: "No! This is impossible! I have obviously never been hit by you, how could my clothes...

Why did it get stained with red ink?”

He was originally facing the audience, but now he turned his shoulders slightly, and everyone sitting in the audience could clearly see the spots of red ink marks on his white clothes!

That's right! There is indeed a large mark smudged out by red ink on his left shoulder!

All the audience were also surprised. Except for the two young men on the stage at the end who were hidden in the thick fog, they did not see whether there was a head-on confrontation between the two.

But before that, they all saw clearly the fight between Ye Minghan and Ye Zechuan. Although Ye Zechuan barely tied with Ye Minghan in several incidents, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ye Minghan's skills were much more flexible than Ye Zechuan's.

If we fight a protracted war, Ye Zechuan will definitely not be his opponent.

However, the scene in front of them clearly proved that their guesses were wrong. Judging from this result, Ye Zechuan clearly won!

"You think that every time I attack you is useless, I cannot agree with this view." Ye Zechuan looked at the still unbelievable expression on his face and slowly explained, "Every time I attack you

When you shoot red ink, you pop it in your own righteousness,

But you don’t know that some red ice slag has already stained your clothes. When the ice slag turns into water, a little color will be left on your clothes. It was not obvious at first, but I repeated this several times more than ten times.

Dozens of times, the red ink on your body will of course accumulate more and more."

No wonder Ye Zechuan persisted in attacking him in the same way even though he knew that the red ink he shot would be frozen into ice. The original intention was to make a small difference and make a big difference!

Ye Minghan figured this out and didn't feel annoyed because he lost the game. Instead, he gave a thumbs up to the young man opposite who was still in white clothes and was not stained by dust.

"Eldest nephew, although the tactics you used are despicable, you are still brave in war. Uncle, I am willing to admit defeat!" Ye Minghan walked up to him, stretched out his right hand to him, and smiled with his handsome eyes, "Congratulations to you, and congratulations to you too.

!”

"In today's game, I was indeed opportunistic, but I have a clear conscience." Ye Zechuan raised his lips, smiled back at him, and at the same time stretched out his right hand to hold his.

"Oh——!" I don't know who led the cheers in the audience. All the Ye clan members stood up from their positions, applauded and shouted, "Champion! Champion! Groom's official! Bridegroom's official!"
Chapter completed!