"You... can't beat me."
Zhou Yinglin said calmly.
The noise here was so loud that not only did the audience turn their eyes over here, but even the two people on the stage stopped temporarily and looked towards the contestant viewing area.
Under the gaze of everyone in the Super Arena, Xue Jing said softly without turning his head:
"Don't speak out of turn easily, it will only expose your weakness."
As soon as the words fell.
“Buzz buzz buzz!!”
The floor shattered, the fence twisted, the air vibrated, the light trembled.
Countless pitch-black lightning patterns radiated from Xue Jing's entire body.
The spiritual aura that Zhou Yinglin had placed on him was instantly shattered.
"I'll give you a piece of advice."
Xue Jing slowly turned his head, and his silver-white divine pupils looked at Zhou Yinglin indifferently and contemptuously.
"…If your strength doesn't match your mouth, it will lead to serious consequences."
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(The burst of excitement needs preparation, don't be impatient, otherwise it will be dry and tasteless when you take a bite, and you won't like it. Give the slow cooker some patience and time... The preparation and development before the battle are for a better burst effect. When it comes to the big excitement point, I will finish writing and posting it all at once, so I won't get stuck)
Chapter 246: Crush! Invincible! The Strongest! Beat Zhou Yinglin! The Name of Demon King Xue! (10,000 Words Chapter!)
The aura of black lightning patterns visible to the naked eye continued to radiate, completely dispersing and covering Zhou Yinglin's mental force field.
The entire super arena was completely enveloped by Xue Jing's 'domineering aura'.
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
The air was shaking and trembling like an earthquake. Everyone felt their skin physically numb and cold, and looked in shock at Xue Jing who had caused such a supernatural scene.
There were more than 200,000 spectators at the scene, among whom thousands of already weak and depressed people fainted on the spot and lost consciousness. This should have caused a riot, but everyone was unable to move under the pressure of this materialized aura and had no intention of paying attention to others. Even if some did notice, they were powerless to do anything.
The extremely solid walls of the super arena were cracked with tiny cracks everywhere, and the light blue repulsive membrane wrapped around the large arena was also shaking and ripples were emitted.
Among the dozens of contestants closest to Xue Jing, almost every one of them was gritting their teeth and shaking all over.
“Sizzle—Sizzle—”
There were two crisp sounds of clothes being torn. Zhou Yinglin looked down at his martial arts uniform that was torn on his chest and left sleeve, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Among the people present, only he and several other top eight contestants used their spiritual aura to protect themselves, isolating themselves from Xue Jing's domineering aura and remaining unaffected.
Zhou Yinglin tried to expand his spiritual aura outwards.
But he soon discovered that Xue Jing's aura with black lightning patterns had a very strong suppressive force. Once his aura expanded outside his body, it would immediately be suppressed back, which was extremely domineering.
Looking at the torn clothes, Zhou Yinglin understood.
It was not that Xue Jing's spiritual energy level overwhelmed him, but the effect of some kind of divine secret technique.
The humble recipient...
The blooming black lightning lines gradually subsided, and Xue Jing slowly retracted his "domineering aura", and the silver-white in his pupils also faded away and turned into the usual dark brown.
The overbearing sense of oppression disappeared, but no one at the scene spoke a word. They stared at the terrifying young man in silence.
With it as the center, the ground around it was cracked, with rocks sticking out and sunken and uneven, a mess.
"It seems you rejected my proposal."
Zhou Yinglin spoke calmly.
Xue Jing smiled and said calmly, "You are a traitor, a worthless person. Get out of here."
Zhou Yinglin's expression remained unchanged: "You should be thankful that this is not in the ring. It would be against the law to beat you to death in public."
Xue Jing tilted his head slightly to glance at him, sighed, and said with a smile:
"If you're half as strong as you are, I'd surrender."
Zhou Yinglin turned and left, saying calmly without even looking back: "You will see... the difference between a true genius and an ordinary person, a country bumpkin who doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."
As Zhou Yinglin left, the cold and oppressive feeling brought by the two people who were confronting each other also dissipated.
In the quiet super arena, noisy sounds gradually began to be heard.
"Monsters... these two monsters!!"
"It's been years since the U19 team had a teenager of this level appear on the field. The pressure is too much!"
"Someone has fainted here, come and help!"
"Why do I feel that Xue Jing is much more powerful than Zhou Yinglin? How come his aura is like lightning?"
"It's an illusion, it's all an illusion. What happened just now must be the effect of some special technique..."
"Try to imagine it. Old martial arts are not new martial arts. All the skills are within a rigid framework. This already has an aura that can cause substantial physical damage. An ordinary master who breaks through the limit can't do it..."
"Is there something fishy going on? How can Xue Jing, who has practiced forbidden skills, still participate in the old martial arts competition?"
"Zhou Yinglin has participated. He is the disciple of the Eternal Lord of Arms. Who dares to smear him..."
"What on earth is going on? It's unbelievable..."
The commentator coughed and said awkwardly: "Well, there seemed to be some minor incidents just now, but it doesn't matter, let's get back to the game..."
Wei Junwu on the ring scratched his head.
Although Xue Jing's domineering aura was completely blocked outside the repulsive membrane, he did not feel it personally in the ring.
But when he saw the people outside the ring being suppressed by the aura, he recalled how he had been pessimistic about Xue Jing and suggested to him how to deal with Zhou Yinglin...
Wei Junwu had an inexplicable premonition, and always felt a phantom pain in his cheek, as if he was about to be hit by something.
But there was no time to think, the opponent had already attacked, and the two people on the ring continued to fight each other.
In the contestant viewing area, Xue Jing stood at the edge and placed his hand on the fence that had been distorted by his aura.
Except for Yin Muhu, all the other contestants around him involuntarily stayed at least thirty meters away from him, as if they were afraid of some ferocious beast.
At this time, another figure walked towards him slowly, with an elegant and calm posture, full of nobility and impeccable.
"Mr. Xue."
A soft and pleasant voice came from the side. Xue Jing turned his head and looked at Yuuga Suzuka who was walking over. He immediately smiled and said:
"Suzuka-san... were you there too?"
Otogi Suzuka smiled and nodded, a gentle smile on her impeccably beautiful face:
"Yes, I've been watching you."
Xue Jing heard this and teased, "You are not very loyal. I was bullied just now, Suzuka-san, why are you just watching?"
"Mr. Xue, you don't look like you're being bullied." Yuuga Suzuka chuckled and pointed to the messy ground next to Xue Jing.
A blush appeared on his face, and he held his cheek with his right hand, saying intoxicatedly:
"It's so great. The aura just now... It was as if Xue-kun was hugging me tightly."
Hearing this, the smile on Xue Jing's face suddenly froze, his whole body turned cold, and something tightened.
He quickly waved his hands and said, "Little Deer, please don't do this. It's too scary."
Seeing that he was resisting to the point of feeling uncomfortable all over, Otogi Suzuka suddenly let out a clear laugh and shook with joy.
His eyes curved into beautiful crescent shapes: "It seems that I have grasped the key factor to defeat Xue Jun. I am really looking forward to the match between you and me... maybe a kiss on you will be more effective than a special attack?"
Hearing this, Xue Jing showed an expression that could almost be described as horror for the first time, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, away from Otogi Suzuka.
Yin Muhu, who heard the same words, looked embarrassed and revealed an expression like 'old man on subway's cell phone.jpg'.
All the people who were paying attention to Xue Jing were amazed when they saw this scene. Why was Xue Jing, who did not retreat at all when facing Zhou Yinglin, actually a little... embarrassed in front of Yuuga Suzuka
What exactly happened
Ouga Suzuka was also slightly stunned, and said with a smile:
"Mr. Xue, I was just kidding."
Xue Jing's mouth twitched, "You'd better be."
He really couldn't guarantee that if Otogi Suzuka really did such a reckless thing, he would not kill her in desperation.
Apart from the uncomfortable thing about Ge Ge, Xue Jing had a pretty good impression of Otogi Suzuka and regarded him as a friend he could make.
Time passed slowly amidst the jokes.
The result of the first game came out very quickly. As expected, the famous Fengti Liu Wei Junwu won.
"Old Xue! How about my move 'Secret Skill: Sparrow Transformation into Phoenix'? Isn't it cool?"
Wei Junwu, who arrived at the players' viewing area, immediately came up to Xue Jing and said with some complacency.
It seemed that because Xue Jing had called him "Old Wei" before, he felt that he was very familiar with Xue Jing.
"It's okay, the trick is good." Xue Jing replied casually.
Ogi Suzuka and Yin Muhu beside them smiled and understood the implication - the person is not very good.
"Oh~comfortable." Wei Junwu, who didn't understand the implicit meaning, immediately showed an expression of comfort, pleasure and satisfaction.
This is Xue Jing, the extremely arrogant one who ignored Zhou Yinglin and said "I am an eagle, you are snails" during an interview... but he actually gave him an evaluation of "ok, not bad". Isn't that very valuable
"The second match is between Old Song and Li Miao... You should have seen Old Song before. He is from the Tiandong Sect, an 'ancient martial arts school' that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. Nowadays, there are very few people who practice this kind of ancient martial arts school. Sects like Taoism and Buddhism are basically hidden in the mountains, and disciples rarely show up in public..."
Wei Junwu was a man who was very good at finding topics to talk about, so he naturally stayed beside Xue Jing and talked incessantly. Even when Xue Jing did not respond or just replied with a cold “hmm”, there was never a dull moment.
Soon, the halftime break passed, and the second game of the quarterfinals began with the commentary.
The two men on the ring started fighting. Song Nanxing, who had a calm and steady temperament, took up his boxing stance and did not move.
"The Tiandong School was born out of the old era's 'Tiandong Theory' theory. It regards itself as the center of everything, and the heavens move while the body does not move... It emphasizes the importance of being the last to strike but the first to strike, and reacts naturally according to the opponent's approach. It is a school that has studied the field of 'defense and counterattack' very deeply."
Wei Junwu began to introduce.
As he said this, he sighed.
"Old Song is lucky, he was sent to the semi-finals."
Xue Jing glanced at him: "Oh?"
Wei Junwu asked curiously, "Don't you know? The quarterfinals are in a double-elimination format."
"After today's games, we will be divided into the winners group and the losers group. The day after tomorrow, we will play again. The winner of the first game will play against the loser of the fourth game, and similarly, the winner of the fourth game will play against the loser of the first game."
He pointed at Xue Jing and himself and said, "After you and Zhou Yinglin decide the winner, I, as the winner of the first match, will fight the loser among you... Damn, this is hellish difficulty."
Having said that, Wei Junwu paused, with something else to say.
If Xue Jing loses... then he will be beaten to death by Zhou Yinglin, and Zhou Yinglin will also be disqualified from the competition, and he will naturally advance to the semi-finals.
Wei Junwu curled his lips and said, "And Old Song is much more comfortable... He is in the second game, and after winning, he will play the loser of the third game. The third game is Yujia vs. Chen Chao. No need to ask, the winner is definitely Yujia, and the loser is Chen Chao."
"We advance by winning two games in the quarterfinals. Both games were against the two weakest opponents in the quarterfinals. Damn, what a shitty luck."
Xue Jing said casually: "Is that so."
He didn't pay much attention to the rules. He only knew that in a double-elimination system, one had to lose twice to be eliminated. It turned out that there were some more details involved.
"It's okay, you shouldn't worry about this." Xue Jing said softly.
Wei Junwu: “Hmm?”
Xue Jing didn't say anything more, just looked at the arena.
With his keen eyesight, he had already seen through the situation on the field.
Faced with the unmovable Song Nanxing who had been under siege for a long time, Li Miao, who was sweating profusely, was at a loss as to what to do.
The winner has been decided.
Ouga Suzuka naturally saw this, and he spoke softly:
"Then Mr. Xue, I'll go backstage to get ready."