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#146 - Chapter 146 Win Yourself Back

It was also at that time that people realized that the "Pretty Boy's" wife was not bad-looking at all, and could even be said to be a perfect match for the world's number one "Pretty Boy."

At that time, no one felt that their relationship was mismatched; they should have been a match made in heaven. Even the most fanatical and foolish fans felt unworthy to be jealous.

You have to know, the "Pretty Boy's" dominance in the entertainment industry was equivalent to Sun Wukong's dominance in the monkey world!

Later, the "Pretty Boy" even posted on social media:

"If she hadn't given up that competition, I wouldn't be the one standing at the top of the world."

Later, people discovered that the mysterious composer behind 80% of the "Pretty Boy's" songs—Plum Blossom, Apricot Blossom, Pear Blossom, Peony, Camellia, Narcissus, etc.—was all her.

"At the time, I didn't know why her voice cracked during the singer selection finals. I thought it was because she was overwhelmed by my handsomeness. Now I know it was because of love."

That time, the entire internet was fed their dog food.

It's just that Qi Jing was just a little kid who only knew how to watch Pleasant Goat at that time and didn't know about this at all.

"Every fall is growth, every pain is strength.

I am no longer afraid of wind and rain, bravely facing everything.

Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, I must move forward bravely.

I want to find myself and win myself back...

This song, "Win Myself Back," has a very inspiring main melody, very suitable for the start of a battle.

It has to be said that the top is the top. Qi Jing is also a small singer who has released songs, but he didn't hear any difference between the "Pretty Boy's" singing and the "perfect" described in textbooks.

After singing a song, he stood on the flower basket in the air: "Hello everyone, I am the Pretty Boy."

The flower basket had no support in the air and was completely floating in the sky by his ability.

He often appeared in this way. People only knew that he could control objects remotely, but they didn't know his specific ability.

"Woah!"

"Idol! I love you!"

"Pretty Boy, Pretty Boy!"

At forty years old, not only had his appearance not declined, but he had also gained a few traces of time, making him even more charming.

"It seems that everyone welcomes me very much. In that case, would you like to hear me sing another song?"

"Yes!"

"Come on!"

......

"Okay, then I'll sing another short one. Today is your freshmen's main event; I'm just here to warm up the atmosphere and can't steal your limelight."

"Steal it! Steal it all you want!"

"Listen to the song! Listen to the song!"

"We want to hear a song!"

The Pretty Boy said with a smile, "If you say that, I might not sing a single song."

"No!"

"Then sing one!"

"Sing it slowly!"

In the end, the Pretty Boy sang another battle song, hurriedly said goodbye, and quickly flew out of the arena.

"Okay, I will now take over the microphone."

The host finally took back the microphone:

"Being the host for Pretty Boy is indeed very stressful. My heart is still pounding now."

As he spoke, he patted his heart, indicating that his heart was beating very fast, as if it was about to jump out.

You're just excited!

The fanatical fans below felt the same way; they could understand.

"Okay, then without further ado, let's start today's first match.

Our final format is a point battle. All players must play against all other players. A win gets three points, a draw gets one point, and a loss gets no points.

Each match will last twenty minutes, which is a very tight schedule and may cause the players to run out of source energy.

Therefore, we have invited the Level 5 ability user [Mediocre], who guards the Alpha Dimension Gate, to restore their source energy!"

Unexpectedly, they could see two top-level ability users today; the audience felt that the tickets for this competition were well worth the money.

Qi Jing also didn't expect to see [Mediocre]. The usual way to restore source energy is to slowly recover over time, or at most eat ability-containing foods to speed up the process a little. [Mediocre] can actually directly restore it for others.

Teacher Cen Xi said that she is an old grandmother in her fifties. I wonder how her body is now.

Since it's in this magical other world, then she should still be very young.

"Presumably, these eight players are already impatient, after all, we haven't announced their match order.

In fact, it's not our fault, because today's match order needs to be completely random, and we'll draw lots on the spot!"

The match order is not important at all; anyway, everyone has to fight each other.

However, Qi Jing still hoped that others would fight first, so he could see their fighting styles and weaknesses with his own eyes.

The host took out two one-meter-tall octahedral dice:

"Look, this is our most important competition tool today. Whoever it lands on will be the one to play!

Without further ado, I'm going to start rolling!

Three, two, one!"

He threw the two dice from the high platform into the arena, and the camera followed the movement of the two dice.

"Who will be the first match today?

They stopped, one is eight! One is one! It seems that I have good luck, rolling out the largest and smallest numbers at once."

Right, what number am I?

Qi Jing looked at the electronic poster on the side.

Wu Xia is one, Fan Tang is two, Li Luoluo is three, I am four. Good, good, it's not me.

"Let's welcome Wu Xia and Baili Xun Jian!

This match is going to be interesting. One is the martial artist of our childhood dreams, and the other is the sword immortal of our adult dreams. Who will win? Let's wait and see!"

Baili Xun Jian flew to the arena on his sword, striking a dashing pose.

He closed his eyes, wearing a white ancient costume, and the black hair on his head that reached his waist was either fake or real.

Handsome!

Qi Jing also wanted such a flying skill!

Ziqing Treasure Sword, shouldn't you, as a fairy sword, also have such a function?

Ziqing Treasure Sword: I already have concept skills, are you still not satisfied?

Perhaps stimulated by Baili Xun Jian, Wu Xia also jumped down from the sky in two or three steps.

Ladder Cloud Step?

Or Eight Steps Catching Cicadas?

Qi Jing couldn't tell, but it wouldn't be Crossing the River on a Reed or Treading Snow Without a Trace.

He was also wearing an ancient costume, but with a short, fragmented hairstyle.

Although he didn't look as elegant as Baili Xun Jian, the majestic aura he exuded was very solid.

The audience below quickly took pictures. Such a scene of "immortal heroes" facing off against each other was rare.

"Both players are very handsome! Do you have any pre-match speeches?"

The camera turned to the two.

Baili Xun Jian lightly shook his head with a light and breezy expression, indicating that he didn't need to.

Wu Xia curled his lips: "So pretentious."

Seeing that they had nothing to say, the host directly announced the start of the battle:

"Who will win?

Now, start the countdown!

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one.

The match begins!"