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#121 - Chapter 121 Opening



#121 - Chapter 121 Opening

“The number seven arena is over there!”

Qi Jing led the group towards arena number seven in the northwest direction.

The entire competition venue was separated by a ten-centimeter "isolation zone" to prevent spectators from randomly intruding and getting accidentally injured.

They walked around this large circle to the open space in the northwest.

“There are so few people,” Miao Kui exclaimed.

It was only seven o'clock, and there were hardly any people here.

Yan Cheng said:

“Who wants to get up early? Besides, you can watch the panoramic live broadcast online, who would come here to suffer?”

Indeed, usually only those with vigorous energy and cheerleaders like Yan Cheng would come to watch in person.

There weren't even any seats, and it was all dirt. The viewing experience was definitely not good.

Moreover, that VR headset could replicate the competition to the virtual world in real-time. You could watch it however you wanted in there, even summon a sofa and lie down to watch.

“Let's sit down first.”

Qi Jing took out four small stools from his space, occupying this area.

Song Jiang and Miao Kui immediately sat down.

Yan Cheng joked: “Little Qi, you’re doing a good job, knowing to offer a seat to this great master.”

“Get lost, this is for my girlfriend to sit on.”

Just as Yan Cheng's butt was about to touch the stool, Qi Jing instantly moved it aside, not letting Yan Cheng sit.

Luckily, Yan Cheng reacted quickly, otherwise he would have fallen on his butt.

He pointed to the stool under Qi Jing's butt and said:

“Then what about the one under your butt? You can't possibly bring it to the competition, right?”

“Why not?”

Qi Jing put the stool he was sitting on into his space with a backhand, and pulled over the one next to him to sit on.

“Tch, if I can't sit, I can't sit. Your brother has plenty of ways.”

Yan Cheng took out an A4 paper and a writing board from his backpack, and took out a pencil to start drawing.

First, he drew a parallelogram, then drew three vertical lines, and then sealed the opening, and a cube was completed.

Yan Cheng tore it open, and a half-meter-high pure white cube was born in front of Qi Jing.

“Our seat is much more advanced than yours. If I wasn't in a hurry to sit, I would have drawn a dragon chair today to open your eyes.”

It had to be said that Yan Cheng's ability was really something.

He could draw whatever he wanted.

Song Jiang asked: “How long can this cube last?”

“It should be no problem to last until Qi Jing steps down.”

Although Yan Cheng's ability hadn't been upgraded, his drawing skills could be said to be improving every day.

Moreover, he had recorded a few things that were easier to draw, and he could draw them quickly.

This cube was one of his achievements.

“What's the use of you putting it out now? Late affection is cheaper than grass!”

Yan Cheng saw that Qi Jing had put out the stool again, so he raised his chin, snorted, and turned his head away.

He looked just like a little girl pretending to be angry.

“Don't misunderstand, I'm just putting it out for Zuo Yin's roommates.”

After saying that, Qi Jing took out three more stools from his space and placed them on the ground.

Yan Cheng widened his eyes:

“No, you, could it be that they are more important than me?”

“Yeah.”

Qi Jing replied without raising his head, and continued chatting with Tan Zuo Yin on his phone.

Seeing him so ruthless, Yan Cheng grabbed a stool and sat on it.

“That cube is too high, it hurts my back to sit on it.”

Since there were girls coming, he wouldn't mess with Qi Jing. At this time, it was more important to occupy a favorable terrain.

“Back pain means kidney deficiency, you need to treat it.”

Qi Jing took out another stool and put it out.

When he was renovating the space, he stored fifty stools in it, perfectly interpreting the word "preparedness".

“Good morning, everyone.”

A little bird flew over and instantly transformed into a human.

Yan Cheng, who was startled, realized that this was Wu Tianxin's ability. He took a breath and asked:

“Miss Tianxin, where are your roommates?”

“They're behind, walking too slowly, so I flew over first.”

Wu Tianxin naturally sat on the stool and asked Qi Jing:

“Hey, Zuo Yin's old man, can you win this competition?”

Qi Jing nodded and said:

“It should be no problem, as long as the other side isn't too outrageous.”

“That's good, Zuo Yin was so worried last night that she couldn't sleep. She spent half an hour this morning putting on eye makeup to cover her dark circles.”

As soon as Wu Tianxin finished saying this, Tan Zuo Yin trot over.

“Wu Tianxin! Why are you talking nonsense again? I could hear you slandering me from afar.”

She had been using her ability all along. She could hear what Wu Tianxin was saying even from a distance.

After this week of contact, she found that this roommate's personality could be said to be a bit mischievous, and she could say anything.

She tried listening from a distance, and sure enough, this guy was fabricating things again.

“I didn't fabricate anything, weren't you worried?” Wu Tianxin said with a smile.

Tan Zuo Yin glared at her and said:

“Of course I'm worried, who wouldn't worry before a fight? It's just not as exaggerated as you said.

And I didn't have insomnia at all, okay? I really believe in Fang Sheng's strength.”

“I will definitely win.” Qi Jing encouraged, holding Tan Zuo Yin's hand.

“Pika~”

Yan Cheng asked Wu Tianxin: “Why did you guys come to watch the competition too?”

“Of course to accompany Zuo Yin, and also Xiao Xiao, she's also participating.” Wu Tianxin pointed to Bai Xiao Xiao, who was walking from a distance, and said:

“She also wants to try the Freshman Competition, anyway, she won't die.”

Yan Cheng didn't expect that there were still people from their class participating, and it was their class monitor:

“Ah? She's also participating? Can she do it?”

“What, you look down on Xiao Xiao?”

Wu Tianxin had a mischievous look on her face, as if as long as Yan Cheng said "yes", she would go and add fuel to the fire and tell the class monitor everything.

“No, no, no, I'm just a little shocked, I didn't expect a girl like her to participate in the competition.” Yan Cheng quickly denied.

Wu Tianxin asked again:

“Oh? So you look down on girls?”

“Absolutely not, girls are so cute, how could I look down on them?”

Yan Cheng shook his head frantically, he couldn't say that.

Who knew that Wu Tianxin would pull over Bai Xiao Xiao, who had just arrived, and say:

“Xiao Xiao, he said you're cute.”

“Ah?”

......

Seven fifty-nine.

Bai Xiao Xiao stood on arena number 6, and Qi Jing went to number 7.

In front of him was a boy with a crew cut, about the same height as him, slightly chubby, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts.

A male teacher stood in the middle of the arena, holding a tablet, and said to them:

“You can use your full strength, don't be afraid of killing the opponent, I will stop you at critical moments.”

Presumably, this referee teacher thought that the strength of the freshmen was not strong.

After all, this competition was known as the "Freshman Ability Performance Competition", could there really be someone he couldn't stop?

Qi Jing really didn't believe that this teacher could stop him.

“Anyone in life-threatening danger or unable to move, or who is driven off the arena will be judged as a loser. You can admit defeat, the competition begins!”


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