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#503 - Chapter 501 Eight Virtues

The White Dog Cloud, hidden in the small hole of his abdomen, was very puzzled.

Wasn't the goal to win? Why were they moving backward?

Could it be that Master wanted to sleep?

Yes, that must be it!

With the White Dog Cloud, the only chance for a comeback, misunderstanding the battle situation, Song Jiang unexpectedly walked out of the arena, losing the victory of the match.

"Match over."

The referee began to record the match result.

"Oh yeah! We won! The Virtue Society is awesome! Brother Liu is too strong!"

"This is the power of our Eight Virtues!"

"Too easy, so relaxed!"

"Before absolute power, what's the most expensive combat suit, what's a green Gatling, all are just fleeting clouds!"

Listening to the cheers from the Virtue Society, Qi Jing walked over and patted Song Jiang's helmet:

"Old Song, what are you doing? Wake up, wake up!"

Song Jiang's eyes under the helmet were still very dull:

"I was letting him win?"

"Let him your foot, quickly wake up."

"I'm awake, can't I let him win? I'm so strong, wouldn't it be bullying the weak if I didn't let him?"

"They're a sophomore, you're a freshman, you're still bullying the weak."

"So what, I'm just stronger than him, I just want to let him win!"

Speechless.

This idiot had already been brainwashed.

Qi Jing took away the Gatling he had put down and dragged him back to his seat.

But it seemed that the brainwashing effect wasn't too strong; he should return to normal after a while.

"Sit here for a while."

"Okay."

Song Jiang sat on the chair like a good boy.

Miao Kui also came over, grabbed his shoulders, and pushed him, but it still had no effect.

"What kind of superpower is this? So hard to guard against."

"Actually, it's very simple. If Song Jiang hadn't talked nonsense at the beginning, he could have easily won against that Liu Hao Han," Tan Zuoyin said.

She had just asked Sikong Yaoyao, who had woken up from her nap, for information about the Virtue Society and knew what Liu Hao Han's superpower was.

"The Virtue Society achieved very good results in the club battles last year, and then they boasted about the Eight Virtues. This Liu Hao Han is one of them."

Miao Kui said in surprise:

"There are eight people as strong as him?"

Tan Zuoyin shook her head:

"There were eight last year, but I don't know about this year, after all, some people are already seniors and can't participate in the club battles anymore, and there are also newly joined freshmen.

But I can tell you about their respective superpowers.

Liu Hao Han's superpower is called 'Give Me Face'. According to the information, the effect is to interfere with the opponent's cognition through language and perform mental manipulation.

The countermeasure is also very simple. He doesn't have any combat ability. Just shoot him with a gun as soon as you enter the arena."

Qi Jing suddenly understood, looked at the dazed Song Jiang, and sighed:

"Old Song is still getting carried away. He has to listen to the other person talk. He's become stupid. He needs to be taught a lesson when we get back."

He reads too few novels. He only knows how to play Cloud and video games all day long. He needs to change his bad habits.

If he read more novels, he would definitely understand the hard truth that it's best to strike first.

"Indeed, he's too carried away," Miao Kui also nodded, then asked Tan Zuoyin, "What are the other seven virtues?"

"The remaining seven are called 'Since You're Here', 'Still a Child', 'For Your Own Good', 'You'll Get Used to It', 'It's a Holiday', 'Getting Old', and 'It's Not Easy'. The superpower effects are all different."

Hearing her introduction, Qi Jing frowned slightly and opened his mouth slightly:

"This is called virtue?"

How could anyone's virtue be called these things?

Miao Kui calmly analyzed:

"Logically speaking, persuading people to be tolerant can also be considered a virtue, right?"

"It's okay to say it alone, but why does it sound so annoying when put together?" Qi Jing looked at the Virtue Society over there.

"It's not very good to say it alone either."

Tan Zuoyin felt that Qi Jing was still too kind, actually thinking that these were "okay" when said separately.

No, she had to cultivate him, make him more decisive and tougher.

The husband-training plan was quietly forming...

"Huh? Why did I let him win just now! Why did I run down myself?"

Song Jiang's voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

Qi Jing looked at him speechlessly:

"You little brat, you finally realize it? I've told you so many times, don't underestimate the enemy. You still had to listen to him talk. Are you stupid?"

Miao Kui explained:

"You were just influenced by that Liu Hao Han's superpower and your thoughts were affected, that's why you walked out. If you didn't talk to him and just shot him dead, you could have won."

"Ah? Is that so?"

"Otherwise?"

"I was wrong! I'll definitely change next time!"

Song Jiang realized his mistake and immediately apologized as quickly as possible, then took out his phone and explained to the two senior girls in the Weather Control Society.

I really didn't lose on purpose ~

( つ Д ｀ ) ･ ﾟ ･

Qi Jing also picked up his phone and decided that he would come to fight the Virtue Society this afternoon after class.

He wanted to see how strong the Eight Virtues could be.

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The afternoon passed quickly, and Qi Jing came to the playground again.

But this time, there were more people behind him.

Cai Ziqin looked at the two-meter-tall strong man beside her, patted his belly, and asked:

"Yi Minute, why are you here? Aren't you bullying the weak?"

"I came to see. If there are juniors from the other side on the field, I'll go too."

Yi Dadong couldn't bring himself to bully the little kids. If the other side didn't bully people, even if his side lost, he wouldn't go on the field.

Cai Ziqin asked in confusion:

"I'm also a junior, why was I directly arranged to go up?"

"Because you only have brute strength. You're so weak, no one will say anything."

The one who spoke was a tall, fat man with a big waist and round arms.

Looking at his round belly, Cai Ziqin rolled her eyes:

"You're the same."

"Sis, you're wrong. I really don't just have brute strength. Although my attack is a hug, it's not an ordinary hug."

"Alright, alright, Hug Bear, we're counting on you later."

"Leave it to me."

Hug Bear patted his belly, indicating that he would definitely block all damage.

Looking at these somewhat unfamiliar members in front of him, Qi Jing tightened Tan Zuoyin's hand.

He currently only knew their nicknames and requests, nothing else.

For example, this chubby Hug Bear's request was to give him a hug.

The cold and aloof sophomore girl "Tooth Fairy's" request was a tooth.

The lively senior girl "Little Gift's" request was a random gift.

The melancholic sophomore boy "Shepherd's" request was to ride someone for one kilometer.

The indifferent sophomore girl "Cat Witch's" request was someone's pet cat's corpse.

The sunny and cheerful freshman classmate "Dumpling King's" request was to send him a plate of handmade dumplings.

The silly and happy freshman classmate "Little Emperor's" request was for others to kneel and worship him.

......

With these outrageous requests, no wonder they would be treated as slaves, doing work that no one else would do.

If you had to buy them with points, you wouldn't be able to save up enough until the year of the monkey.

"Touchy Boy, are you fighting solo or in a group of three?" Cai Ziqin turned around and asked.

Qi Jing said:

"Solo, I'll go on first to test their strength."