"Yes...yes...yes...yes...he...he said...he said...yes!"

The stuttering secret guard nodded repeatedly, "I...I...I...I want to...fight...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...size...s

"Damn... he said that he wanted to compete for the captain of this secret guard team. This is his always wish and wish. I hope Miss Ye Wanwan can accept him as her disciple and help him fulfill his wish!" The impatient onlooker said it out in one breath.

"Yes...yes...yes...yes...he...he said...yes!" The stuttering secret guard nodded repeatedly, "Wan...wanwan...sister..."

A trace of cold sweat broke through Ye Wanwan's forehead, "Wait... Let me accept you as my disciples? Do you have any strange misunderstandings about me?"

Everyone, including Eleven and Samba Secret Guard, shook their heads in unison.

Isn't it okay at all?

I really misunderstood her before, but now I see it clearly.

Eleven spoke with a serious expression: "Miss Wanwan, we are indeed serious. I have been practicing martial arts for many years and have entered a bottleneck period. I have never been able to break through. Miss Wanwan's understanding of moves is really amazing. Even if I just played a few moves with you just now, I will benefit a lot. If Miss Wanwan is willing to accept me, even if I only give me a little advice, Eleven will be grateful!"

The stuttering secret guard knew that he was having difficulty speaking, but fortunately the captain had already said what he wanted to say, so he kept nodding, "I... like Captain Eleven, please... please... please... Miss Wanwan... accomplished! I... I want to become stronger!"

Before Ye Wanwan suddenly became a "martial arts genius with a brilliant bone" from herself, she was immediately apprenticed by her master and this little secret guard, and her mind was completely confused.

"The problem is... I really don't understand these things. Wouldn't it be a misleading child to accept you as disciples?" Ye Wanwan spoke with a headache.

Eleven lowered his eyes, his face slightly dim: "Miss Wanwan dislikes me for being too poor in qualifications?"

Ye Wanwan: “…ha?”

How could she, a weak chicken, dislike him, the captain of the secret guards, have poor qualifications! Where did he get the illusion?

Ye Wanwan thought it was too ridiculous, so she naturally didn't want to agree. She couldn't stand the two of them and finally had to let go, "I promised..."

When they heard Ye Wanwan's words, the two were overjoyed. They wanted to say something grateful, but Ye Wanwan quickly stopped them.

Ye Wanwan continued to speak seriously, "But, I have only a little understanding of it before, and I really don't know anything. This is what you forced me to do. If I teach you insults, you will not be allowed to go to your master to sue me!"

"Master is humble!" Eleven looked a little excited.

After personally experiencing Ye Wanwan's terrifying combat power, if you believe Ye Wanwan has only a slight understanding, that's a ghost.

"Miss Wanwan, we...we also want a master..."

Suddenly, several other secret guards walked forward with diligent faces on their faces.

"Okay, you have to become a disciple. Let's wait until this competition is over. Where can the master come here?" Eleven said hurriedly.

Hearing the sound, several secret guards curled their lips and had to give up. They all regretted that they did not come forward in time to seize the opportunity because of hesitation.

(I'll write something more tomorrow. Thank you for your monthly ticket support. You must do it one by one~)
Chapter completed!