novelraw Chapter 542: The Finals Approaching
Chapter 542: The Finals Approaching
"Is this machine really not broken?" Liu Fufeng cocked his head, testing it, and hit it once more.
Thud—
[Strength: 250]
Liu Fufeng: "..."
He didn’t believe it, so he hit it again.
[Strength: 350]
One more try.
[Strength: 450]
Just as Liu Fufeng was about to try again, Ji You, beside him, was already laughing so hard he couldn’t straighten his back: "Little bro, stop it, no need to keep embarrassing yourself."
Liu Fufeng: "..."
Liu Fufeng pursed his lips and silently squatted down, facing the floor, he began drawing ghostly talismans.
Ji You: "..."
Ji You’s eyelids twitched: "Big brother, what the heck are you doing! Let me tell you, if you dare to curse me, I’ll beat you up until you’re rolling on the ground in pain."
Liu Fufeng’s hand trembled and he abruptly stopped.
Mu Jianling’s forehead was throbbing with veins: "All so free? Why aren’t you going to train!"
Upon hearing this, Ji You slipped away with a whoosh.
Liu Fufeng was slow to react, but also earnestly continued running...
Mu Jianling stared at the strength tester that Liu Fufeng had hit, feeling somewhat strange. She got up, checked it, but found nothing unusual, yet—the fleeting spiritual fluctuations from just now, Mu Jianling was certain it was not her illusion.
So—
This kid’s spiritual power is indeed a bit abnormal.
But!
Forget it.
This kid, either way, is not her concern.
Mu Jianling tucked away her curiosity, maintaining an icy face, she continued to watch her TV series on the Light Computer.
The physical fitness class, amidst a competitive atmosphere among the students, ended.
Mu Jianling didn’t delay, simply stated: "Class dismissed."
But—
Not a single student took the initiative to leave the training room.
Mu Jianling repeated: "Class dismissed!"
Still no students moved.
Mu Jianling’s forehead vein throbbed: "Class dismissed! The afternoon’s mecha class will be changed to watching the online mecha competition together, for those among you who have qualified for the final round, adjust your condition early and face the competition with your full strength."
Whoosh~
As soon as these words came out, the entire Combat Department was boiling, everyone looked around asking:
"Do we have someone from Lanyue Star qualified?"
"Did we really qualify for the finals?"
"I think it’s doubtful, thousands of schools in the East District, even though our Lanyue Star Military Academy is among the top, this is a single-player competition, not about overall strength."
"How can there be none? I think Chu Jiaojiao and Yue Qiguang have a great chance of qualifying!"
Squeezing towards the door, Yue Qiguang, who just happened to hear this, inexplicably felt a burning pain on his face. He cursed inwardly: The idiot who said this must be deliberately slapping his face!
Saying so, Yue Qiguang glared at the person who spoke, and the result—
—it was the idiot Ji You number 4444!
Ji You was chattering non-stop: "Yue Qiguang, such a boaster, will definitely make it to the finals! If he doesn’t, I’ll twist my head off! No, I’ll twist his head off and use it as a soccer ball for you guys."
Yue Qiguang: "..."
Yue Qiguang gritted his teeth and said: "Number 4444, dad really thanks you for the elevation, rest assured, I’ll compete well and strive to twist your head off to use as a soccer ball."
Ji You chuckled: "Number 2222, go for it! Power up!"
Surroundings:
"Did Yue Qiguang really qualify?"
"Really?"
"Which one of the top ten from the East District is he?"
"Looking at the names, none seem like him."
...
The more Yue Qiguang heard, the more embarrassed he became.
Damn it!
Confirmed! Number 4444 is just trying to humiliate me!
Wait...
How does this guy know I got eliminated?
For a moment, filled with suspicion, Yue Qiguang stared at Ji You, quite frustrated, he asked: "4444, how did you know I was eliminated?"
When he asked this, Yue Qiguang looked around and even deliberately lowered his voice to prevent being overheard.
Ji You grinned and chuckled, then blurted out, "Because it was me, dude, who eliminated you."
Yue Qiguang: "..."
"Think you could eliminate me?" Yue Qiguang cursed, "Go fool the ghosts!"
With that, he left.
Yue Qiguang stormed off.
Elsewhere.
Zhou Qiyuan commented, "4444, bragging through the roof."
Shen Changqing said, "Mind the extent."
Chu Jiaojiao said, "Ji You, you look so good when you’re boasting."
Sheng Qingyan remarked, "Poor dead soul, you’re better than others in boasting at least."
Everyone glanced at Ji You, shook their heads, sighed, and walked away.
They left.
Ji You scratched his head, sighed wistfully, and said, "Ah! These days, nobody believes the truth."
Suddenly—
A clear voice rang out, "Did you really make it to the finals?"
Ji You turned around and saw Liu Fufeng.
Ji You pondered whether to continue lying, keep on lying, or just keep on...
Liu Fufeng said earnestly, "If you say you made it, I believe you."
Ji You: "..."
Ji You was shocked and couldn’t help asking, "Dude, nice judgement, but—how do you know I’m not lying?"
Liu Fufeng’s eyes lit up momentarily and said, "If I’m willing to be fooled by you once, could you lend me some points?"
Ji You: "..."
Ji You: "Goodbye!"
Simply—
Devil!
Ji You dashed away so fast that by the time Liu Fufeng spoke his second sentence, Ji You had already disappeared...
"1..."
"Even 1 point would be good."
"..."
Unfortunately—
It was too late for Liu Fufeng’s words. Of course, even if it wasn’t, considering Ji You’s tightfisted nature, he probably wouldn’t have lent any.
Liu Fufeng started to worry: how to solve the lunch issue?
Already too poor to even afford stir-fried bean sprouts.
Bald!
...
The cafeteria was bustling as always, the busiest spot in Lanyue Star Military Academy. The moment Ji You rushed into the cafeteria, she slickly joined the queue for braised pork ribs. Her heart was set on the braised pork ribs rice.
The line kept moving forward.
1.
2.
3.
...
Under Ji You’s eager anticipation, finally, there were fewer than ten people ahead. In front of a bunch of tall, long-legged folks, Ji You stood on her tiptoes, craned her neck, and peered hard at the serving window—
Was it scumbag He Bi serving today?
Or a senior from the third year?
Or a senior sister from the third year?
She stopped expecting anything from other senior brothers and sisters, all stern and stingy, but if it were scumbag He Bi, Ji You felt she might have a chance at getting an extra rib. Of course, it all depended on whether Senior He Bi was being a scumbag today or not...
If scumbag He Bi was in a good mood, he might give two, even three extra pieces.
But if he was in a bad mood, he might dock Ji You a piece or give a very small one...
For the hope of getting an extra rib, Ji You was willing to take a gamble.
Then—
After much effort standing on tiptoe, the moment she finally saw the server at the window, Ji You froze!
Shocked!
This is—
This is—
This is—