The huge man's voice was so deep that it even drowned out the noisy noise of the bar, allowing people around him to hear it clearly.
Sitting not far from him, a woman named Qiao Ying looked at the cruel boy on the screen with a flushed face. Her whole body suddenly tensed up and began to tremble rhythmically, shaking for a while and then stopping.
After more than a dozen times, she finally collapsed as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.
"Damn it, why is the floor leaking!"
The woman with silver and gold highlights next to her stepped on a puddle of water and immediately cursed angrily.
…
"The winner... the winner has been decided!!"
The commentator's voice, trembling with shock, rang out in the Super Arena.
"Contestant Xue Jing won this victory with his absolute strength that was totally unexpected!"
"Unbelievable, unbelievable, this is not the strength a 17-year-old should have. He even displayed Zhou Yinglin's flawless skills and defeated his opponent in the area where he is best at!"
“It’s like a dream…”
Xue Jing walked into the contestant channel and came to the backstage. The voice of commentary gradually faded away.
He exhaled lightly, and felt his mind at peace, as if a burden had been lifted from him, and he felt somewhat proud.
Although he has never cared about other people's opinions, because he has enough confidence in his heart and knows how strong he is.
Zhou Yinglin's constant provocations and the countless voices from the outside world that were not optimistic about him, although they were just gentle words, still made him accumulate some anger that he wanted to vent.
He didn't even notice this hostility until he stepped onto the ring to face Zhou Yinglin.
Xue Jing opened the panel and took a look.
[… Military attack experience +3267 (full)]
[…Zhenwu experience value +2529]
…
After a row of experience value prompts, the harvest was quite good, especially [Military Strike], which was directly maxed out to the upper limit.
"This match wasn't that difficult, and the amount of experience was a bit unexpected."
Xue Jing thought about it and finally understood.
Zhou Yinglin's strength is actually quite impressive. As a nationally renowned genius among the younger generation of old martial arts, he is not as bad as he showed on the ring just now.
The reason for such a tragic result was entirely because the opponent was Xue Jing.
Although he was not targeting Zhou Yinglin deliberately, in order to learn it perfectly, Xue Jing had fought countless life-and-death battles with Zhou Yinglin in the consciousness simulation and had already figured this person out. He probably understood Zhou Yinglin better than Zhou Yinglin himself.
Not to mention that in terms of strength, he is also able to completely suppress Zhou Yinglin.
With both strength and understanding at full capacity, the effect is like beating a child...
After turning off the panel, Xue Jing took out his cell phone while walking towards the players' lounge.
As soon as I turned off the do not disturb mode, my phone started vibrating wildly.
WeChat messages have already prompted 99+, and new reminders are constantly popping up.
When he clicked on it, he saw that there were more than ten or twenty people in the list who had sent him messages.
Li Ge and some other classmates from Qing High School, several senior brothers and sisters from Canglong Dojo, and Bai Ya's Void Blade and Mandrill...
They were all expressions of shock and admiration such as "Mr. Jing is awesome!", "Mr. Xue is awesome!", "I got wet just by looking at it".
Xue Jing replied to them one by one, but temporarily ignored Xue Wan who had already sent more than 20 messages and was still chatting non-stop.
Before he reached the players' lounge, he saw two people turning the corner at the end of the corridor and running towards him excitedly.
"Brother Xue!!"
"Awesome, so awesome!"
Ning Yuantai shouted loudly, almost breaking his voice due to being too excited.
Jiang Siwei flew over and hung on Xue Jing, holding his head and rubbing it:
"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, you are the best, you are the strongest, you are really awesome!!"
"Even Zhou Yinglin is a stepping stone. Now his popularity has completely taken off! What!"
She lost control of herself and began to kiss Xue Jing's cheek uncontrollably.
Xue Jing stretched out his hands and held her under the armpits, lifted her up, put her on the ground, smiled, and said:
"Okay, Sister Wei, calm down."
Jiang Siwei came back to her senses, her face flushed, and she scratched her cheeks embarrassedly: "Sorry, I got excited."
"Hey Brother Xue, where is the Forgotten Greatsword?"
Ning Yuantai suddenly noticed that Xue Jing had nothing in his hands and asked in confusion.
"Um?"
Xue Jing was stunned and realized that he had forgotten his sword.
Damn, just pretending to be cool.
He scratched his head and said, "... Yuantai, please help me get it, it's on the ring."
Ning Yuantai was shocked when he heard this, and saluted Xue Jing: "I promise to complete the task!"
After saying that, he happily ran towards the contestant channel.
He wants to let the whole world know that he is the younger brother who once fought with Brother Xue!
Let’s not talk about the fact that Ning Yuantai ran to the ring, pulled out the Forgotten Giant Sword, put it on his shoulder, walked around the ring proudly and showed off to the audience.
After returning to the lounge, Xue Jing was planning to mentally simulate and review the game just now to see if Tian Yi Wu Wu had made any progress.
At this moment, the cell phone vibrated and a call came in.
He picked it up and saw that the caller ID was from Youqing Ameng.
Xue Jing pressed the answer button directly, put the phone to his ear and said with a smile:
"crooked?"
A quiet, pleasant, and calming voice came from the receiver:
"I watched the game, it was very well played."
Xue Jing traced his fingers on the table in front of him and said with a smile:
"That's a must. We can't lose face for you, Boss."
After a pause, he continued, "By the way, Boss."
"Is it okay for me to do that to Zhou Yinglin?"
Wu Youqing hummed lightly and said:
"Although the method is a bit cruel, it's okay as long as no one dies."
"With me here, even if they want to retaliate, they can only use methods within the rules. You don't have to worry."
Xue Jing nodded and said with a smile: "That's good."
He is basically fearless as long as the trouble is directed at him.
He currently has too many ways to save his life.
As long as they don't resort to dirty tricks like kidnapping family members or threatening them, Xue Jing has nothing to fear.
"However, you did not hold back this time, and you have torn your relationship with Zhou Yinglin. Even if the dispute with Zhu family and the Secret Martial Arts Society is resolved, it will not be resolved peacefully from now on."
Wu Youqing spoke.
Xue Jing smiled and said nothing.
"Now a considerable part of your strength has been exposed. The next time you get in trouble, it won't be as bad as Zhou Yinglin. You still have to be careful."
"I understand." Xue Jing said softly.
After chatting with Wu Youqing for a long time, Xue Jing hung up the phone.
He stretched and was about to start the simulation review.
At this time.
“Bang, bang—”
There was a knock on the door outside the lounge.
"Um?"
Xue Jing stood up, walked to the door and opened it.
Outside the door, there was a woman with short hair, wearing an OL outfit and holding a microphone. She was followed by a man carrying a camera.
Seeing that the person who opened the door was Xue Jing, the woman's eyes lit up, she smiled brightly and said:
"Contestant Xue Jing, I'm Ke Jiaqian, who is in charge of the post-match interviews. You can just call me Xiao Ke... Is it convenient now?"
"Interview?" Xue Jing glanced at the camera facing him and wanted to refuse.
But after thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Okay, come in."
As he said this, he stepped aside and motioned for them to enter the lounge.
Because Xue Jing had basically refused all post-match interviews before, Ke Jiaqian didn't hold out any hope at all and just asked with the mentality of trying everything possible.
But I didn’t expect Xue Jing to agree!
She was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, and she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.
Could it be that he has taken a fancy to her...
After the interview, if he wants to..., should he agree or not...
Xue Jing frowned and said, "Why don't you come in?"
"Okay, okay, thank you!"
Ke Jiaqian came to her senses and hurried into the lounge, followed by the photographer excitedly.
After adjusting the camera position, Xue Jing sat down in front of the camera.
Ke Jiaqian sat next to him, handed the microphone to Xue Jing, and coughed dryly.
"Then let's get started."
"First of all, congratulations to Xue Jing for winning this game and getting a good start in the quarterfinals."
"I would like to ask contestant Xue Jing, what is your evaluation of the performance of your opponent in this match, contestant Zhou Yinglin?"
This is a question that is a bit deliberate in setting the tone, but Xue Jing has never cared.
He smiled and said, "Performance... Does he have such a thing as 'performance'? Does embarrassing himself count?"
Ke Jiaqian coughed dryly, "Well, I see. Then the next question is, I'm very curious, contestant Xue Jing, you just used contestant Zhou Yinglin's signature martial arts 'Perfect Fit' on the stage. How did you do it? Is it a special martial arts similar to 'Xiao Wuxiang Gong'?"
Xue Jing looked at her strangely: "Didn't I tell you? I learned it from Zhou Yinglin just a few days ago."
…
(I feel dizzy and I didn’t get enough rest… but the response to the last chapter was very good, which made me nervous… It’s too torturous.)
Chapter 248 Xue Jing's "Chicken Soup", a hundred stitches and a thousand threads, the military attack is sublimated! (4K)
"A few days..."
Ke Jiaqian looked hesitant.
"This is 'Perfect Fit'... It is said to be one of the most difficult martial arts styles to master in the world, right?"
It wasn't that she didn't want to believe it, but she really couldn't believe it.
Zhou Yinglin's talent was already extremely good. When he was born, his innate spiritual energy level was much stronger than that of ordinary people. He was hailed as a child prodigy, and because of this, he was able to become a disciple of the dignified "Spear Saint".
He practiced 'Perfect Fit' for three years, taking one year to get started, another year to reach the 'Ten Stitches and a Hundred Threads' realm, and only in the last year did he enter the breakout period, making rapid progress and reaching a realm close to 'One Hundred Stitches and a Thousand Threads'.