The interview video began to play, and Ning Yuantai casually said:
"After this, it will be the opening ceremony... Brother Xue, I think you are also going to record the interview, right?"
Xue Jing said without turning his head: "Yes."
Ning Yuantai's eyes lit up: "Then did you say anything harsh? This kind of interview is fun only if you say something harsh. Unfortunately, most of us in Zhuxia like to act modest in front of the camera, even though everyone usually acts so arrogant..."
Xue Jing said casually: "Harsh words? No."
The two chatted while the pre-match interview in the video continued to play.
Soon, after interviewing more than 20 contestants, a person appeared in the video who caught Xue Jing's attention.
"Hello, all the audience friends in Zhuxia, I am a contestant from the Far East, Otogi Suzuka, and my Chinese name is 御甲铃鹿… "
A gentle androgynous voice was heard, and a huge roar of cheers came from the audience seats in the arena.
Ning Yuantai scratched his ear with his little finger and exclaimed, "This Far Eastern guy is so popular... He is indeed a world-class martial artist."
Looking at the gorgeous appearance of Otogi Suzuka who was being interviewed, Ning Yuantai couldn't help but wonder:
"By the way, is he really a man? He looks too weird."
Xue Jing stopped swinging the giant sword, leaned the sword against the ground, took a breath, and said:
"Yeah."
Ning Yuantai shook his head hesitantly: "I don't quite believe it, this face... Unless this person has been taking estrogen since childhood, but taking estrogen would make it impossible for him to practice old martial arts to this level."
"Those effeminate girls who are just trying to attract attention, even if they are wearing makeup and beauty filters, people with good observation can still see obvious male features on their faces. But this Otogi Suzuka, without makeup or beauty filters, wearing men's clothes, still can't hide her overwhelming feminine beauty."
Ning Yuantai looked serious, as if he was doing scientific research. He touched his chin and said, "I suspect he is a woman dressed as a man!"
Xue Jing smiled and said, "I think she's just good-looking."
While we were chatting here, the interview video of Otogi Suzuka was also continuing.
"So, among the contestants this time, are there any contestants that you are particularly interested in?"
In the video, the interviewer asked new questions.
A smile appeared on Otagari's lips, as if she was thinking of her lover. A gentle expression appeared on her face, and she spoke softly:
“Contestant Xue Jing… He is my favorite contestant in this competition and the opponent I’m most looking forward to playing against.”
The interviewer was surprised and asked, "Eh... What a surprising answer. You are well-known for your love for martial arts. In all the previous interviews, the contestant you are most looking forward to is undoubtedly the strongest one. Why did you give a different answer this time? Is it because you have a special connection with this contestant Xue Jing?"
Tiexue i Jingning Yuantai cursed: "What the hell is this idiot talking about? What do you mean by different answers? Brother Xue must be the strongest. What a rubbish vision. Are you blind? I suggest donating your eyes to those in need. Damn it!"
Xue Jing didn't care about the interviewer's "underestimation" of his remarks. In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Yinglin, a disciple of the Gun Saint who had won countless honors in the past, was undoubtedly the strongest in this competition. This perception could not be broken until he defeated Zhou Yinglin.
What Xue Jing cared about was just that Yuuga Suzuka paid too much attention to and had a crush on him, which made the corners of his mouth twitch and his scalp tingle.
He really isn't interested, man. It's not about looks, it's about whether or not he has that thing...
"Yes, we have some connection... To be honest, I have played against Xue Jing before."
Mika Suzuka covered her face with one hand, revealing an intoxicated expression: "Ah~ Xue Jing's fist... It feels so good."
"..." Xue Jing's mouth twitched.
The interviewer seemed a little embarrassed: "Uh... So that's how it is."
Mika Suzuka quickly retracted her indecent expression, and her demeanor returned to her usual gentle and easygoing look: "Also, you said one thing wrong."
The interviewer was stunned: "What?"
“Nothing is different… The player I look forward to the most is always the strongest one.”
Mikasuzuka stood up, turned her head and looked to the side, revealing a happy expression: "Oh? It seems he is here."
Having said that, he stood up and left without caring that the interview was not over yet.
This is the end of the interview video with Ogame Suzuka.
After reading it, Ning Yuantai nodded with satisfaction:
"This guy has good taste. I feel more and more that he is a woman disguised as a man..."
Xue Jing sighed and asked, "What do you mean?"
"If you like Brother Xue to this extent, it's hard not to doubt his gender... Ah, I'm different. My feelings for you are pure admiration."
Ning Yuantai waved his hands repeatedly.
After resting for a while, Xue Jing continued to swing the giant sword, and the sword body stirred up a whistling wind.
The video also began the interview with the next contestant... It was Xue Jing.
Perhaps it was according to the order of filming, or perhaps it was intentional to contrast with the speech made by Mika Suzuka earlier, but when Xue Jing appeared in the picture and introduced himself, there was a big commotion in the audience.
Ning Yuantai's eyes lit up: "How handsome, Brother Xue!"
Xue Jing, however, was not paying attention to his own interview. He was swinging the giant sword with his back to the image.
Although he himself didn't care, as the interview video played, his "arrogant" remarks not only did not calm the noise in the audience, but instead the noise became louder and louder as he spoke.
"There's no one that needs special attention, they all feel the same."
"Who is Zhou Yinglin?"
"… "
Ning Yuantai next to him happily kept giving thumbs up: "Brother Xue, yes, it's just right, this is what I want to see, you are worthy of it!"
Xue Jing did not reply.
"There is an old Egyptian saying - 'Only two animals can reach the top of the pyramid, one is an eagle and the other is a snail.'"
"Don't lose heart, you still have a chance to catch up with me, come on."
As Xue Jing in the video said his last words while walking out, the noise at the scene suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Then, a huge wave of sound suddenly radiated out, almost overturning the entire arena.
Xue Jing and Ning Yuantai in the gym both felt a slight vibration under their feet.
"I... Shit."
Ning Yuantai was a little stunned.
"Brother Xue... please start a pretentious class. I'll be the first to sign up."
"I want to have a big one, too."
Xue Jing didn't even turn his head: "You can't learn it, it's just a natural expression."
Ning Yuantai scratched his head: "Ah? Natural pussy?"
…
At the same time, many people saw this scene simultaneously.
In the players' lounge.
"Junior Brother Song, this is the man!"
"Damn it, he has no idea how high the heavens are. How can he say such words?"
The young man named Xiong Ge was wrapped in bandages, his left hand was in a plaster cast on his chest, and he pointed at Xue Jing in the video with his right hand and cursed.
"Shut up." Next to him, a young man who was sitting with his legs crossed and his hands clasped together frowned and spoke lightly.
His voice was not loud, but Brother Xiong was like a child being scolded by his parents. He immediately became silent, shrank his head, and a trace of fear appeared on his face.
The young man looked at Xue Jing's eyes and murmured to himself: "This is not a bluffing look, he said it sincerely... Strong."
"interesting."
In the office of the U19 general manager, Zhou Yinglin sat upright in the seat of the general manager Li Ziyuan, while the owner of the seat, Li Ziyuan, stood respectfully beside him.
He looked at Xue Jing in the video, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, as if he had found his prey, ready to swoop down and kill it.
Qingcheng, Xue Jing's home.
Xue Wan and Zong Shichan watched Xue Jing on TV and excitedly shook hands with each other.
"So handsome, so handsome, Master! I can't take it anymore!"
"As expected of my Ou Doudou, this child has been able to speak since he was young!"
The first metropolitan area, inner ring, capital.
In a room, a young girl with a young face squatted on the bed, holding a pillow in her arms, looking at Xue Jing in the video in front of her, and murmured: "Junior brother..."
She hugged the pillow tighter in her arms.
…
The pre-match interview ended with Zhou Yinglin as the finale.
"I will win the championship, it's a matter of course."
Amid the faint words, a wave of cheers broke out in the audience that was even louder than Xue Jing's final speech just now.
"This guy is still so popular. He's from the first metropolitan area, but he's playing like he's at home."
Ning Yuantai was shocked.
After the noise gradually subsided, dynamic BGM sounded in the venue.
"The opening ceremony performance has begun, Brother Xue, it's almost time for you to go on stage."
Ning Yuantai shouted at Xue Jing.
Xue Jing stopped swinging the huge sword in his hand, and a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on his body. The strong heat from his body came into contact with the outside air, and a little water vapor evaporated.
Warm-up is over.
Xue Jing nodded, holding the Forgotten Greatsword upside down, and walked towards his lounge.
When he arrived at the door of the lounge, a staff member with a work badge hanging on his chest was already waiting at the door. He seemed quite anxious and was pacing back and forth.
As soon as he saw Xue Jing coming over, he showed a look of relief... After all, the information showed that this contestant had a history of being late.
Fortunately, it seems that this person still has a sense of time. The last time was probably just an accident.
"Contestant Xue Jing!"
"Your game will start soon. Please follow me to the waiting area."
Xue Jing nodded at him: "Let's go."
Following the leading staff, about ten minutes later, Xue Jing arrived at the waiting area.
Going forward is the contestant passage, and going out is the big stage.
He leaned the Forgotten Greatsword against the ground, holding the hilt with both hands, and quietly waited for the end of the opening ceremony.
Soon, the singing and music stopped, and the commentary voice came from the loudspeaker.
"Good afternoon, dear audience friends, welcome to the 37th U19 Unlimited Elite Fighting Tournament Yuancheng Finals. I am the commentator Tao Xingxiu!"
"After three months of hard work, today, finally..."
The commentator spoke incessantly, introducing the event, and then he thanked the sponsors, official guidance agencies, etc. in a repetitive manner.
Finally, it was time to introduce the contestants.
“…Okay, then, let’s stop talking and get down to business. Please invite the contestants to enter the venue!”
"First, let's welcome contestant Yin Muhu!"
The passionate and heavy BGM sounded.
"The contestant Yin Muhu from the Outer Ring Rongcheng Vajra Dojo uses the famous 'Vajra Ruyi Hand'..."
The commentator continued to introduce.
There was applause from the audience, but the reaction was not too strong. With Xue Jing's hearing, he could even vaguely hear some talking at such a close distance.
"From the outer ring...haha, just to make up the numbers..."
"This looks so strange... a female?"
Without hearing much, the commentary's voice quickly covered Xue Jing's hearing.
"Let's look at the big screen and see the hexagonal data of Yin Muhu..."