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#150 - Chapter 150: Instant Kill

However, Kirby wasn't in a hurry to go on stage.

Because this time the contestants were Tao Xin and Baili Xun Jian.

That's right, Baili Xun Jian was on stage again.

Baili Xun Jian lost again.

As soon as he went on stage, he fired several swords at Tao Xin, but Tao Xin immediately controlled his actions.

Without his subsequent control, those swords aimed at her head only pierced Tao Xin's leg.

Tao Xin endured the pain and controlled Baili Xun Jian to take out his own heart.

The match ended within these opening seconds.

"Baili Xun Jian is so miserable, he played four rounds and lost three, without adding a single point."

"He's so miserable. If he had transformed into a sword as soon as he came on stage, he probably wouldn't have lost, but his tactics were wrong."

Qi Jing deeply understood the importance of information. If someone knew the details of everyone's abilities, they could develop targeted tactics based on the opponent's weaknesses.

"Who are the contestants for the next match?

Four and Eight!

It's classmate Qi Jing and classmate Baili Xun Jian.

Oh dear, classmate Baili is already on stage for the fourth time.

I don't know why I keep drawing the largest number, 'Eight,' today. Could it be that my luck is particularly suited for gambling today?

Well then, please have these two contestants enter the arena and prepare."

Baili Xun Jian: I don't think you're suited for gambling, you're suited for hitting me.

Qi Jing heard that it was finally his turn to go on stage, he stood up and said to Xiong Er:

"I'll be right back."

Then he passed by Tan Zuoyin, who was playing with Kirby, and said:

"Your husband is going on stage, aren't you going to show some support?"

Tan Zuoyin knew he was going to do this, stood up, and kissed Qi Jing on the cheek.

"Go, take him down for me."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Qi Jing strode towards the arena.

He felt like a great general going to the battlefield, and he was very excited.

Standing on the arena, it was the first time he saw Baili Xun Jian's face so close.

Not bad, but a little worse than himself.

"Now we come to our classic pre-match trash talk segment, what do you two have to say?"

This time, Baili Xun Jian was not like before, and finally spoke:

"Can you not draw me next time!"

Looking up at the host, he really didn't want to go on stage again.

If he kept getting drawn like this, he wouldn't even need to come in the afternoon.

The host smiled awkwardly:

"This is really not something I can control, classmate Baili, please don't blame me.

Classmate Qi Jing, do you have anything to say?"

"No," Qi Jing shook his head.

"Okay, then we'll start the countdown.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, match start!"

This time Baili Xun Jian learned to be smart, he was ready to transform directly into a sword.

But as he fused with the sword, he saw Qi Jing appear behind him.

What?

When did he get here?

"Match over."

The medical staff quickly came on stage and helped Baili Xun Jian's upper body to start treatment.

Now he realized that he had been cut in half at the waist.

"One second, classmate Qi Jing only used one second to instantly kill his opponent, wow, let us cheer for him!"

What? It's over?

The audience hadn't even seen anything yet, and it was over?

It seemed that the newly arrived contestant had instantly killed the serial loser, but they didn't even know how he did it.

Never mind, let's applaud first.

Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap ~

"Oh ho ho, there are many viewers who didn't applaud. It seems they didn't see clearly what happened. Let's take a look at the battle replay."

The large screen on the ceiling began to play the video of this battle frame by frame.

The host also began to explain:

"Look, in the picture, classmate Qi Jing's body is slightly leaning forward, like a cheetah ready to pounce. As the countdown ends, his feet quickly and powerfully push off the ground, instantly bursting out with amazing speed.

His arms are tightly close to his body, his muscles are tense, as if containing endless power.

As his body accelerates, his arms begin to swing powerfully, perfectly coordinating with his leg movements, propelling him forward like lightning.

His eyes are firm and sharp, like a sharp sword ready to be unsheathed.

The lights shine on his tense muscles, reflecting smooth lines, like a carefully carved work of art.

When he is about to reach Baili Xun Jian's position, he extends the ring finger and little finger of his right hand.

What is he going to do?

Then he put his right arm across his body, it turns out he used his fingers as a blade.

Ah?

He slashed out a golden flash!

This flash passed across classmate Baili's waist!

Waist cut! It's a waist cut!

The video is over. Unexpectedly, classmate Qi Jing only used less than a second for these actions, it's incredibly fast!"

Returning to his seat, Qi Jing didn't expect that the host would explain his battle video in such detail. Other contestants didn't get this treatment.

It's all because I'm too strong.

It's lonely at the top!

"Didn't this expose all your secrets?" Xiong Er said angrily.

Qi Jing shook his head:

"Even if he didn't explain it, others would go down and watch it, and he only explained my body movements, which others can see."

"Oh."

Xiong Er nodded.

"It's just that my reputation is a little too big. I feel like they might really admit defeat when they see me," Qi Jing said narcissistically: "If they realize they can't avoid my move."

"Awesome!"

Xiong Er gave a thumbs up.

Qi Jing took out his phone, and the group had already started discussing him.

Yan Cheng: [Look at this guy, is he from the same class as us? How are we supposed to live! It's too outrageous]

Yan Cheng: [Being with him makes me feel endless pressure. I feel like I'm living in his shadow, making me unable to lift my head at all times]

Yan Cheng: [Every day when I wake up and see his face, I tell myself to work hard, to strive, only in this way can I take back the glory that belongs to me]

Song Jiang: [Stop praising, stop praising, you're making me almost believe it]

Yan Cheng: [Just tell me, is he outrageous or not]

Song Jiang: [Indeed outrageous]

Yan Cheng: [So, if we don't work hard, we can only be his little brother, his follower, his burden!]

Miao Kui: [It's not like it's impossible]

Yan Cheng: [You young man's thinking is very incorrect. As a man, we must strive to be upstream. How can we be stepped on by others and have our limelight stolen]

Miao Kui: [It's not like he's stepping on us]

Yan Cheng: [That's because he's stupid. When he wants to step on us one day, we won't even have the power to resist]

Qi Jing: [I just opened my phone and saw you spreading rumors here, daring to say I'm stupid. Wait for me at the playground after class]

Yan Cheng: [Bro, I'm helping you train your little brothers, don't take it seriously]

Qi Jing: [Say something nicer]

Yan Cheng: [Master Qi!]

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Qi Jing: [Arrogant .jpg]

Song Jiang: [I'm dying of laughter]

Qi Jing put down his phone with satisfaction.

This guy is really lively.

"Who will be the next match?

Oh?

Two and... One!

Please have classmate Wu Xia and classmate Fan Tang come on stage!"