A quiet and peaceful figure of a girl emerged in his mind.
That little girl is not someone who is easy to get along with...
Zhou Yinglin had no idea what Lu Shenliu was thinking, and thought that this meant that he acknowledged him, so his expression immediately eased a little.
"Just wait and see... Mr. Lu, I'm afraid your trip will be in vain."
Confidence flashed in his hawk-like sharp eyes.
…
The next day was the day of the Final Four.
Xue Jing sat in Ning Yuantai's car, watching him driving while looking around nervously from time to time, and suddenly said helplessly:
"Yutae, what are you doing?"
Ning Yuantai said seriously, "I'm on guard."
"What if Lu Shenliu suddenly attacks us... Brother Xue, it's very dangerous!"
Xue Jing said speechlessly: "If he really launches a surprise attack, you will not be able to react in time. This is just a useless move."
After a pause, Xue Jing continued: "If you are scared, just let me get off the car. I can take a taxi there myself."
Ning Yuantai immediately shook his head when he heard this: "That can't be possible! I am your exclusive driver, Brother Xue, and your number one little brother. Even if I have to die, I have to die with you!"
Xue Jing angrily reached out and slapped him on the head, causing him to stagger: "What are you talking about? Don't be disgusting. I don't want to die with you."
The cat squatting on the seat next to me yawned and swept its furry tail lazily.
While chatting, Xue Jing suddenly found a fishing rod in the gap behind the car seat.
"Yuantae, do you like fishing?"
Xue Jing picked up the fishing rod, felt it in his hand, and asked.
"Hmm?" Ning Yuantai looked back at the fishing rod in Xue Jing's hand and said casually:
"I don't really like it, I just go fishing with Lao Xu occasionally."
Xue Jing nodded: "Is that so... Then lend me this fishing rod later."
Ning Yuantai was a little confused, but still said, "Ah? Oh, okay, no problem."
After arriving at the super arena, Xue Jing quickly entered through the internal passage.
It seemed that because we had reached the semi-finals and the games were getting more and more exciting, there were a lot of spectators, and the crowds outside were packed, almost as good as the previous quarter-finals which was extremely popular.
Before reaching the players' lounge, Xue Jing ran into an acquaintance on the road.
Ogisuzuka is a beautiful woman with an elegant posture, beautiful appearance, and an androgynous appearance.
"Mr. Xue."
When he saw Xue Jing carrying a fishing rod on his shoulder, he immediately stretched out his hand and greeted him softly.
"Lu Sang, I haven't seen you for a few days." Xue Jing also replied with a smile.
Yuuga Suzuka's eyes were soft, and she said softly, "Mr. Xue, I'm about to go for an interview, do you want to come with me?"
Starting from the quarterfinals, there will be a pre-match interview session for each game.
Xue Jing heard this and shook his head: "Another interview, there are not so many interviews, playing a game is so troublesome, I won't go."
"Hehehe~" Ouga Suzuka covered her mouth and chuckled, saying:
"That's such a shame... Xue Jun's fans must be so disappointed."
Xue Jing waved his hand, passed by Yuuga Suzuka, and walked towards the lounge while saying: "I didn't ask them to be my fans... It's boring to expect and be disappointed without permission."
Yuuga Suzuka didn't look back, but just said softly: "You are right, Xue Jun..."
After waiting for a while, until Xue Jing had turned the corner and left, he continued to talk to himself:
"But I just can't stop looking forward to you..."
"And you will never let me down, will you?"
…
"Good afternoon, audience friends! Welcome to the U19 Unlimited Elite Fighting Tournament Finals. I am the commentator Tao Xingxiu!"
"After a period of competition, the competition has finally reached the semi-finals. The players who have made it this far are all masters among masters, and geniuses among geniuses!"
"What kind of exciting game will these four amazing young men bring us today? Let us wait and see..."
Amid the endless commentary, Xue Jing appeared silently in the players' viewing area.
This time, none of the 200,000 spectators and more than 20 spectators noticed his arrival.
[Hide Level 9 (291/8000)]
After all the experience he had gained intentionally or unintentionally during this period, his skill [Hide], which he had activated not long ago, had reached Lv9.
At this moment, when he used the breath blocking technique to restrain all his energy, his presence had become alarmingly low.
As long as his own 'dynamic energy' remains absolutely calm and does not generate murderous intent, hostility or fighting intentions, even martial arts masters with extremely sharp senses will subconsciously ignore him standing in front of them.
With the passionate voice of the commentator, the game is about to begin.
Ougi Suzuka and Song Nanxing followed suit.
Xue Jing looked at the two people on the stage quietly.
Song Nanxing, who is from the Tiandong School and has made great research in the field of defense and counterattack, faces the Kamishiya Uzumaki Suzuka, who is known for his ultimate quick attack and the reputation of "cutting a thousand pieces in an instant".
It's going to be an exciting game.
Just as Xue Jing expected, and just as most people present expected, the two men fought fiercely.
Counterattack and attack, quick attacks and counterattacks, in the end, the two men almost turned into two lightning bolts, and the speed of their fists and feet far exceeded the limit of human dynamic vision. People watching exclaimed in amazement and could not keep up.
However, only Xue Jing and some top masters can see the status of the two.
One is relaxed and comfortable, as if having fun, while the other is giving it one's all and is tense.
The final result of the game was that Miga Suzuka used the "Secret Skill: God Slash" for the first time in this U19 match.
At that moment, the hand knives he swung out were layered, as if there were thousands of different slashes in an instant. Song Nanxing had no means of resistance. No matter how good his defense was, it could not withstand the absolute attack.
"Interesting..." Xue Jing's eyes lit up and he muttered to himself.
Then he turned around, quietly left the contestant viewing area, and returned to the backstage.
From beginning to end, almost no one noticed his arrival and departure.
Next, it will be his second fight with Zhou Yinglin.
…
“… Welcome back to the U19 Finals Semifinals, I’m the host Tao Xingxiu!”
“Thanks to Song Nanxing and Yuuga Suzuka for bringing us a wonderful match! Next, we will have a more intense and exciting game!”
"Come, let us cheer their names loudly!"
Under the guidance of the commentator, the audience began to cheer enthusiastically.
"Xue Jing—Xue Jing—Xue Jing—"
The call for Xue Jing resounded throughout the venue, chaotic at first, but as the rhythm became more regular, it became louder and louder.
"Brother Xue's current popularity... is so exaggerated."
In the contestant viewing area, Yin Muhu sighed.
Ogame Suzuka, who also came here after the game, smiled and said:
"Mr. Xue is someone who should be the center of attention."
"That's great. I also want to meet Xue Jun on the stage soon..."
He looked at the contestant channel where Zhou Yinglin belonged and said softly.
"Zhou Yinglin—Zhou Yinglin—Zhou Yinglin—"
After Xue Jing's cheering ended, it was Zhou Yinglin's turn.
Although he was defeated miserably by Xue Jing once, which had a great impact on his popularity, he has been in the industry for a long time and has many loyal fans, and their support is not weak at this time.
But it seemed that he lacked confidence, and in the end, his shouting was not that loud.
"Let us welcome two contestants!"
It seems that they are really determined to take advantage of this traffic. This time, the second match between Xue Jing and Zhou Yinglin will still be treated as the championship match of the finals, and both of them will appear at the same time.
Xue Jing carried a fishing rod on his shoulder and slowly walked out of the contestant channel.
Compared to the last time, he no longer needed the 'Haoshoku Haki' to shut up the audience.
The vast majority of cheers were for him.
"Ah? A fishing rod?"
"What is Demon King Xue doing with a fishing rod? Where's that huge sword that looks like a door panel?"
Some viewers were confused.
“No way…” But some people guessed something and stood up with their eyes wide open.
…
Chapter 257 Sweep, Zhou Yinglin: "Don't come over here!!" (4K)
"Does Demon King Xue mean to finish the fight quickly and go fishing? I didn't expect him to be a good fisherman... He just didn't wear a helmet, which makes him look unprofessional."
"I think it looks like a weapon. Can't Dugu Qiubai use grass, wood, bamboo, and stone as swords? Maybe he can do it too, using a fishing rod as a gun? It looks similar to a gun anyway!"
"You think this is a novel? Please use your brain. Weapons have a much greater impact on combat power than you think. That fishing rod is obviously an ordinary fishing rod, not a special one. It will break after a slight collision in a high-intensity martial arts competition. At most, it is used to bully opponents who are far below itself. If Demon King Xue really wants to play this game, I'm afraid he will suffer a great loss. The gap between him and Zhou Yinglin is not that big!"
"Well, this isn't a fishing competition. The things you bring to a martial arts competition must be weapons. He just wants to show off."
"As expected of Demon King Xue, I feel relieved to see that he is still so arrogant."
"Is the car going to flip over?"
"It's hard to say. Although the two seemed to have a big difference in strength in their last fight, Zhou Yinglin must have something to rely on to stand on the stage. If Demon King Xue is too confident, I'm afraid he will be in trouble..."
"You must be careful to take risks to get rich! I've thought of this too. Since Zhou Yinglin still dares to go on stage, the outcome is still unknown! The odds are five to one, I'll win this time if I go all in!"
"… It's you again, you gambler. Last time, Xue Jing won twelve times the money, and it wasn't enough. You're going big again? Damn it."
…
Amid the discussion of the audience, Xue Jing stepped onto the stage.
He carried the fishing rod on his shoulder with one hand and looked up at Zhou Yinglin who was also standing opposite him.
Ignoring the photographer who began to take 360-degree surround shots around him, Xue Jing spoke softly:
"Zhou Yinglin, you idiot, how dare you stand in front of me? Who gave you the guts?"
This time his voice did not spread throughout the stadium. Only Zhou Yinglin and the referee next to him heard it.
Last time, the U19 officials added a loudspeaker to the match between Xue Jing and Zhou Yinglin for the sake of popularity, so that the conversation between the two was not only heard throughout the stadium, but was also shown in the live broadcast.
But Xue Jing's tongue is... a little too much.
Calling him "idiot" and various variations of the name became popular on the Internet as the competition came to a shocking end.
Many children also saw this and learned very quickly, but their personal qualities dropped several levels, which led to many parents complaining about U19. The organizer had to regretfully cancel this session.
Zhou Yinglin held the "embroidery needle" in his hand, his face flushed a little, perhaps because Xue Jing had angered him.
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he raised the embroidery needle, pointed the tip of the gun at Xue Jing, and said sternly: "Xue Jing, don't be arrogant, martial arts is not fought with the mouth, I will make you speechless soon."
Ever since the last match, he had gained a nickname of "moron" on the Internet. Hearing the person who started it say that word again, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Xue Jing was amused. He laughed twice and said, "You were beaten like that and still said such things. It really makes me speechless."
"If you were half as good with your fists as you are with your mouth, I'd be begging you not to kill me."
As he spoke, Xue Jing waved the fishing rod in his hand twice to test the feel.