"I admit..."
But when he was about to utter the last word, his mouth was suddenly pinched by a beautiful hand as crystal as jade.
Unlike the beautiful and delicate appearance, the palm is incredibly tough and powerful, like an industrial-grade super steel pliers.
Xue Jing stretched out his hand and pinched Zhou Yinglin's chin, dragged him in front of him, looked directly into his eyes, and spoke softly:
"Don't be such a pity, Master Zhou. We still have some unfinished business. You don't want to just give up and leave like that, do you?"
“Ugh!!”
Zhou Yinglin was unable to speak and his body was almost unable to move. For the first time, fear flashed in his sharp eyes.
Outside the ring, the referee seemed to be hesitant to speak.
According to the rules, as long as the player shows a clear intention to admit defeat, the referee can blow the whistle to end the game regardless of whether he or she says the three words "I admit defeat" completely.
but…
He looked at Xue Jing on the ring, whose body was once again emitting an aura of dark lightning patterns, and he did not dare to blow the whistle to stop him.
Xue Jing pinched Zhou Yinglin's mouth with one hand, and gently held his wrist with the other hand, and said softly:
"I remember you said that genius is just a threshold to meet you, right?"
As he spoke, Xue Jing stretched out his hand and pulled.
"Sizzle—"
Zhou Yinglin's arm was torn off with all the tendons and bones.
The so-called top-level physical strength had been shattered by eighty perfect gunshots. At this moment, it would be no more difficult for Xue Jing to tear off his arm than to tear a piece of paper.
“Ugh!!”
Zhou Yinglin's eyes widened in agony. He wanted to wail, but his mouth was pinched and he could not make a sound.
"It's strange. How can such a high threshold break with just a light step?"
Xue Jing threw his severed hand aside.
He then reached out his hand and gently placed it on Zhou Yinglin's ear.
"You're from the city, right?"
Ears pulled off.
“Ugh!!”
"Thirteen giant rooms, right?"
The other ear was also torn off.
"Secret Martial Arts Society, right?"
The other arm was ripped off.
"Genius, huh?"
Xue Jing put his hand into his neck and pulled out his collarbone.
“Ugh!!”
"Beethoven, huh?"
…
Seeing what was happening on the ring, a cruel scene like Unit-01 tearing Unit-03 apart with bare hands, everyone was silent. The audience with poor psychological endurance had already covered their eyes, not daring to watch anymore.
The young man who looked as handsome as a god but exuded a dark aura and was as cruel as a devil was deeply engraved in everyone's mind.
From today onwards, the name of "Demon King Xue" will be known throughout the Xia Dynasty.
On the ring, except for the torso and head, all external parts were removed, and Zhou Yinglin, who had turned into a human stick, was thrown aside by Xue Jing.
However, although he was dying, he was still alive.
The vitality of martial artists is amazing.
"You should be thankful that this happened in a ring. Beating you to death is not against the law, but it is against the rules."
Xue Jing responded to Zhou Yinglin's previous arrogant words. After he finished speaking, he turned around with a calm expression and walked towards the contestant channel.
"Just a grain of sand, not even half as good as me."
There was no whistle to signal the end of the game, no commentator’s passionate shouts about who the winner was, and no applause or cheers from the audience.
When Xue Jing approached, the light blue repulsive film slowly dissipated as if it was afraid of him, and his steps did not stop at all.
Step by step, until his figure completely disappeared in the contestant channel, there was silence for a while, and then the scene gradually erupted into earth-shaking noisy discussions.
“Invincible… Invincible!!”
"This is actually a complete crushing victory! The one who was crushed is actually Zhou Yinglin!!"
"I dare say that Xue Jing is definitely the strongest player in the history of U19 and even in all youth martial arts competitions. He is truly invincible!!"
"The grassroots from the outer ring beat and crushed the top talents from the inner ring. Why did I have such a dream?"
"It's going to explode! The entire martial arts world is going to explode!"
"Crushing Zhou Yinglin with ease... The world's strongest underage martial artist? Is this statement correct?"
"Twelve times, twelve times! Hahahaha, Xue Jing, Xue Shen! You are my real grandpa!"
"Everything he said in the interview was true, there was no arrogance at all, he really was an eagle, and everyone else was really a snail to him!"
"The entire young martial artist community has welcomed their own big devil... He is a fierce fighter, good-looking, and has a sharp tongue. He calls everyone a moron all the time, and no one can stop him in scolding. How could there be such a monster?"
…
(I kept my promise. Over 10,000 words... I burned through it completely to keep writing chapters. My health bar is now empty. I haven't slept for almost 24 hours. I'm one step away from coma...)
(Can I ask for a monthly ticket? Please!)
Chapter 247: Reactions from all parties, post-match interview (4K)
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"Monster, a real monster!"
"I'm afraid the old martial arts world is about to change..."
"Did you see how Xue Jing defended against Zhou Yinglin's move just now, perfectly? If I'm not mistaken... No, it shouldn't be possible. This is too exaggerated. Even the 'Martial Saint' Li Taixian can't do it, right?"
"He just said that he only practiced Perfect for seven days? Is that possible?"
"That's impossible."
"Oh, you regard something as impossible just because you can't do it. That's the extent of your magnanimity."
"… You are just learning something on the spot. Stop pretending. You have no experience. It's embarrassing to imitate someone like you."
Wei Junwu stared blankly at Xue Jing's receding back, and suddenly...
“Pah pah pah pah pah—”
His right hand slapped his right cheek at an extremely fast speed, as if he was firing a burst of fire.
Song Nanxing, who was standing next to him, also had his eyes twitching constantly.
Yin Muhu looked at Zhou Yinglin, the human stick who was being consulted by a group of medical experts, and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Thank you again, Brother Xue, for not killing me..."
…
The hidden dragon temple is inside the mind-nourishing room.
Li Qi, Meng Boshang, Meng Qingjiao, and Chen Fuguang were gathered together, watching the live broadcast on TV.
"Fuck, fuck!"
"Is this my junior brother? My junior brother from Canglong Dojo?" Chen Fuguang's eyes widened. He walked forward and hugged the TV, staring at the screen from a close distance.
Li Qi moved his wheelchair forward and slapped him on the head, causing him to somersault sideways, cursing:
"Get out of the way of the TV, you idiot!"
After saying that, he moved forward, hugged the TV and started watching it, laughing happily.
"..." Looking at the master who was blocking the view, Meng Qingjiao opened his mouth, and a medical miracle almost happened.
"..." At this time, the old father Meng Boshan beside her silently took out the mobile phone with the live broadcast screen turned on and handed it to her.
…
Qingcheng, Xue Jing's home.
“Ahhhh!!”
Xue Wan and Zong Shichan hugged each other and bounced non-stop, screaming and venting their excitement like crazy fans seeing their idol perform at a concert.
…
Qingcheng, the seventh floor of Qingda Library.
In the old attic, a quiet and elegant girl was holding a hardcover book titled "The Three Ancient Pillars - The Forgotten" and reading it absentmindedly.
On the table in front of her was a mobile phone that was playing a live broadcast, and next to the phone was a standing, lit match.
"… "
Wu Youqing sighed and said helplessly: "Just watch it quietly, don't jump up and down."
"… "
"... He is the most special person I have ever met. It is not surprising that he can do this."
"… "
"… What do you mean by showing off your affection? You really are such a good kid."
…
In the capital, in a study room with simple decoration.
“Bang!”
The young girl with a young and pretty face hurriedly opened the door and ran in.
The bespectacled old man who was reading a book in one hand turned his gaze to the girl with a hint of kindness in his eyes.
He was about to speak when the girl came up to him, slapped her hand on the desk in front of him, and said happily:
"Grandpa, he did it, Junior Brother did it, can I go back now?!"
The old man's elegant and easy-going face paused slightly.
…
Also in the capital, in a large mansion, a handsome young man with a gloomy expression punched the wall beside him.
"Bang!!"
The whole house was shaking, almost like an earthquake.
"Send someone to Tianjing Lake and deliver this video to Mr. Wu!"
"These bastards from the Special Service Department actually gave me fake information... Help me contact Lu Baidi and ask him if he's still willing to take the job!"
"Also, call Xu's company and ask Yuancheng Xu's Biological Company to immediately arrange a super surgery for Brother Lin... Also, contact the Secret Martial Arts Society and tell them that something has changed. Ask them to send 'that thing' to Brother Lin..."
…
In a large bar in Yuancheng.
On the booth, a group of people with strange appearances, all with traces of alien plants all over their bodies, were gathered together, watching the live holographic image above the center of the booth.
The leader sitting in the center was a middle-aged man who was nearly three meters tall and took up the width of four seats, like a giant.
His body was already extremely strong and even bloated, but his arms were obviously more exaggerated than other parts. Not only was the arm circumference comparable to his waist circumference, but the length was also extremely long. If he stood up, his fingers could touch the floor without bending over.
"It's interesting. The old martial arts system, which should be swept into the garbage dump of history, has produced many talented people in recent years. What a waste."