The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 39 Mu Cheng's Little Scheme: She Just Wants a Hug—A Hug for Her
The clever director had already switched the perspective to Su Mucheng and Mo Qian's, and then played a song:

"Little bunny—hop, hop!"

Mo Qian and Su Mucheng seemed to have heard the rhythm, and they danced along, one step at a time, looking very much like a couple. As for Tang Rou, her speed was actually similar to Mo Qian's, only slightly faster.

By the time Su Mucheng and Mo Qian reached the mountaintop at the same time, the audience interaction performance match had already ended.

"Congratulations to Ms. Chen Guo on winning the exhibition match! Does Ms. Chen Guo have anything to say?"

The host handed the microphone to Chen Guo, wanting her to give an acceptance speech, but wasn't this putting our strong-willed Chen Guo in a difficult position? Chen Guo quickly shook her head, like a frightened kitten, and said rapidly:
"I... I'm not a champion at all, it was just that God Mu Cheng let me win."

He then forcefully shoved the microphone into the host's hand. Unfortunately, the boss seemed to be a bit too strong, and the host almost lost his grip on the microphone.

"Well then, thank you again, Ms. Chen Guo, Ms. Tang Rou, and Mr. Mo Qian for participating. Ms. Chen Guo can collect her prize at the designated location after the competition ends."

After that, Mo Qian and the other two left the stage. Before leaving, Su Mucheng suddenly said:

Don't you want a hug?

Upon hearing this, Chen Guo immediately turned around excitedly. If eyes could speak, then what Chen Guo's eyes must have been saying was:

"I want it! I want it!"

After obtaining Su Mucheng's consent, Chen Guo was the first to rush up and hug Su Mucheng tightly. What happened next was a scene that made all the audience's blood boil—the collision of the two balls of the century.

After the dramatic events came a period of calm. Tang Rou and Su Mucheng's embrace was brief and to the point. However, Mo Qian hesitated. His thoughts were:

I guess I won't need a hug anymore.

The reason for this was that the audience members were all staring at Mo Qian with murderous glares, their eyes seemingly saying:
If you dare to hug our Mu Cheng, you'll be drowned in the Yangtze River!

However, after hugging Tang Rou, Su Mucheng opened her arms and looked directly at Mo Qian without hesitation, her eyes seeming to ask for a hug.
The murderous glares from the audience intensified, as if they were about to unleash a Specium Ray to wipe Mo Qian out.
Mo Qian, with his fiery temper, could tolerate this, but since the audience wouldn't let me hug him, then Mo Qian had no choice but to—

Without hesitation, he rushed forward and hugged Mu Cheng. Of course, Mo Qian's hug was gentlemanly; he didn't touch Mu Cheng's body at all, but simply patted her swan-like neck gently and said:
"That's enough, Mu Cheng. Have you had enough fun, little darling?"

Mu Cheng pouted, then pulled Mo Qian's body firmly into her arms.
"Hmph! Of course, a hug is like this—idiot!" The audience below was grinding their teeth in frustration. Why should it be this pretty boy?!

"No!!! Let go of Mu Cheng! Let me do it! Ah, no, I mean, let go first!"

"Let go! Ah! That's my Mu Cheng!"

"Young man, I advise you to be kind. I am a disciple of Master Ma of the Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji School. Don't underestimate me. Let go of me! Otherwise, I will make my move!"

The All-Star audience was in an uproar. Of course, Jianxian's mystery was well-known among professional players. Apart from the captains of various teams, almost no one knew what Jianxian's real appearance looked like. Therefore, the professional players were also shocked: How could Mucheng hug a "stranger" for so long?
"That's a sword immortal, right? He's really handsome."

Although Zhang Xinjie had never seen the Sword Immortal's true appearance, his intelligence allowed him to easily guess Mo Qian's true identity. Besides the real Sword Immortal, who else could Su Mucheng hold for so long?
“Yes.” Yu Wenzhou smiled as he watched the two embrace. He knew about their secret; they liked each other but hadn’t said it aloud. In Yu Wenzhou’s eyes, it was only a matter of time before they became a couple.

"Hehe! It's pretty good, Master, keep it up!"

Huang Shaotian has always regarded the Sword Immortal as his master, and he has learned a lot of skills from the Sword Immortal. To be honest, Huang Shaotian's use of the Sword Immortal's shaking technique is already no worse than the Sword Immortal himself, but he still needs to practice other skills. Otherwise, Huang Shaotian would not be a Sword Saint, but a Sword God!
However, Mu Cheng ignored the audience's excited reaction and held Mo Qian tightly around the waist, reveling in the moment.
After a long while, they parted ways. Only Chen Guo seemed unaware of what had happened, and said regretfully:
"Oh dear, why didn't I hug Mu Cheng a little longer like Mo Qian did?"

Tang Rou smiled and looked at Mo Qian, who was already lost in thought. Mo Qian felt completely bewildered, yet strangely sweet inside.

Ye Xiu looked at Mo Qian, who seemed lost in thought, and couldn't help but tease him:
"Old Mo, you've fallen in love—"

Mo Qian blushed and hurriedly refuted Ye Xiu's words, saying:
"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Ye. I'm talking about Mu Cheng, about Mu Cheng..."

"What happened to Mu Cheng?"

"Ahem, look, look at the host, the host is really good-looking, isn't she, Old Ye?"

Seeing this, Ye Xiu stopped teasing his old partner Mo Qian and watched as the host and Su Mucheng selected the lucky contestant for the audience challenge.

I'm taking Mu Cheng with me, hehe—

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(End of this chapter)