I will eventually become a god.

Chapter 247: Reactions from all parties, post-match interview (4K)

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"Monster, a real monster!"

"I'm afraid the old martial arts world is about to change..."

"Did you see how Xue Jing defended against Zhou Yinglin's move just now, perfectly? If I'm not mistaken... No, it shouldn't be possible. This is too exaggerated. Even the 'Martial Saint' Li Taixian can't do it, right?"

"He just said that he only practiced Perfect for seven days? Is that possible?"

"impossible."

"Oh, you regard something as impossible just because you can't do it. That's the extent of your magnanimity."

"...Fuck you, you are just learning and applying it now, stop pretending, you have no taste, you are just imitating others, it's so awkward."

Wei Junwu stared blankly at Xue Jing's receding back, and suddenly...

"Pah, pah, pah, pah—"

His right hand slapped his right cheek at an extremely fast speed, as if he was firing a burst of fire.

Song Nanxing, who was standing next to him, also had his eyes twitching constantly.

Yin Muhu looked at Zhou Yinglin, the human stick who was being consulted by a group of medical experts, and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you again, Brother Xue, for not killing me..."

……

The hidden dragon temple is inside the mind-nourishing room.

Li Qi, Meng Boshang, Meng Qingjiao, and Chen Fuguang were gathered together, watching the live broadcast on TV.

"Fuck, fuck!"

"Is this my junior brother? My junior brother from Canglong Dojo?" Chen Fuguang's eyes widened. He walked forward and hugged the TV, staring at the screen from a close distance.

Li Qi moved his wheelchair forward and slapped him on the head, causing him to somersault sideways, cursing:

"Get out of the way of the TV, you idiot!"

After saying that, he moved forward, hugged the TV and started watching it, laughing happily.

“…” Looking at the master who was blocking the view, Meng Qingjiao opened his mouth, and a medical miracle almost happened.

"..." At this time, the old father Meng Boshan beside her silently took out the mobile phone with the live broadcast screen and handed it to her.

……

Qingcheng, Xue Jing's home.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Xue Wan and Zong Shichan hugged each other and bounced non-stop, screaming and venting their excitement like crazy fans seeing their idol perform at a concert.

……

Qingcheng, the seventh floor of Qingda Library.

In the old attic, a quiet and elegant girl was holding a hardcover book titled "The Three Ancient Pillars - The Forgotten" and reading it absentmindedly.

On the table in front of her was a mobile phone that was playing a live broadcast, and next to the phone was a standing, lit match.

"..."

Wu Youqing sighed and said helplessly: "Just watch it quietly, don't jump up and down."

"..."

"...He is the most special person I have ever met. It is not surprising that he can do this."

"..."

"…What do you mean by showing off your affection? You really are, kid."

……

In the capital, in a study room with simple decoration.

"Bang!"

The young girl with a young and pretty face hurriedly opened the door and ran in.

The bespectacled old man who was reading a book in one hand turned his gaze to the girl with a hint of kindness in his eyes.

He was about to speak when the girl came up to him, slapped her hand on the desk in front of him, and said happily:

"Grandpa, he did it, Junior Brother did it, can I go back now?!"

The old man's elegant and easy-going face paused slightly.

……

Also in the capital, in a large mansion, a handsome young man with a gloomy expression punched the wall beside him.

"boom--!!"

The whole house was shaking, almost like an earthquake.

"Send someone to Tianjing Lake and deliver this video to Mr. Wu!"

"These bastards from the Special Service Department actually gave me fake information...Please help me contact Lu Baidi and ask him if he's still willing to take the job!"

"Also, call the Xu Corporation and ask Yuancheng Xu's Biological Company to immediately arrange a super surgery for Brother Lin... Also, contact the Secret Martial Arts Society and tell them that something has changed. Ask them to deliver 'that thing' to Brother Lin..."

……

In Yuancheng, in a large bar.

On the booth, a group of people with strange appearances, all with traces of alien plants all over their bodies, were gathered together, watching the live holographic image above the center of the booth.

The leader sitting in the center was a middle-aged man who was nearly three meters tall and took up the width of four seats, like a giant.

His body was already extremely strong and even bloated, but his arms were obviously more exaggerated than other parts. Not only was the arm circumference comparable to his waist circumference, but the length was also extremely long. If he stood up, his fingers could touch the floor without bending over.

"It's interesting. The old martial arts system, which should be swept into the garbage dump of history, has produced many talented people in recent years. What a waste."

The huge man's voice was so deep that it even drowned out the noisy noise of the bar, allowing people around him to hear it clearly.

Sitting not far from him, a woman named Qiao Ying looked at the cruel boy on the screen with a flushed face. Her whole body suddenly tensed up and began to tremble rhythmically, shaking for a while and then stopping.

After more than a dozen times, she finally collapsed as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, why is the floor leaking!"

The woman with silver and gold highlights next to her stepped on a puddle of water and immediately cursed angrily.

……

"The winner... the loser has been decided!!"

The commentator's voice, trembling with shock, rang out in the Super Arena.

"Contestant Xue Jing won this victory with his absolute strength that was totally unexpected!"

"Unbelievable, unbelievable, this is not the strength a 17-year-old should have. He even displayed Zhou Yinglin's flawless skills and defeated his opponent in the area where he is best at!"

“It’s like a dream…”

Xue Jing walked into the contestant channel and came to the backstage. The voice of commentary gradually faded away.

He exhaled lightly, and felt his mind at peace, as if a burden had been lifted from him, and he felt somewhat proud.

Although he has never cared about other people's opinions, because he has enough confidence in his heart and knows how strong he is.

Zhou Yinglin's constant provocations and the countless voices from the outside world that were not optimistic about him, although they were just gentle words, still made him accumulate some anger that he wanted to vent.

He didn't even notice this hostility until he stepped onto the ring to face Zhou Yinglin.

Xue Jing opened the panel and took a look.

[…Attack experience +3267 (full)]

[…Zhenwu experience points +2529]

……

After a row of experience value prompts, the harvest was quite good, especially [Military Strike], which was directly maxed out to the upper limit.

"This match wasn't that difficult, and the amount of experience was a bit unexpected."

Xue Jing thought about it and finally understood.

Zhou Yinglin's strength is actually quite impressive. As a nationally renowned genius among the younger generation of old martial arts, he is not as bad as he showed on the ring just now.

The reason for this tragic result was entirely because the opponent was Xue Jing. Although he was not deliberately targeting him, in order to learn it perfectly, Xue Jing had fought countless life-and-death battles with Zhou Yinglin in the consciousness simulation, and had already figured this person out. He probably understood Zhou Yinglin better than he did himself.

Not to mention his strength, he is also able to completely suppress Zhou Yinglin.

With both strength and understanding at full strength, the effect is like beating a child...

After turning off the panel, Xue Jing took out his cell phone while walking towards the players' lounge.

As soon as I turned off the do not disturb mode, my phone started vibrating wildly.

WeChat messages have already prompted 99+, and new reminders are constantly popping up.

When he clicked on it, he saw that there were more than ten or twenty people in the list who had sent him messages.

Li Ge and some other classmates from Qing High School, several senior brothers and sisters from Canglong Dojo, and Bai Ya's Void Blade and Mandrill...

They were all expressions of shock and admiration such as "Mr. Jing is awesome!", "Mr. Xue is awesome!", "I got wet just by looking at it".

Xue Jing replied to them one by one, but temporarily ignored Xue Wan who had already sent more than 20 messages and was still chatting non-stop.

Before he reached the players' lounge, he saw two people turning the corner at the end of the corridor and running towards him excitedly.

"Brother Xue!!"

"Awesome, so awesome!"

Ning Yuantai shouted loudly, almost breaking his voice due to being too excited.

Jiang Siwei flew over and hung on Xue Jing, holding his head and rubbing it:

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, you are the best, you are the strongest, you are really awesome!!"

"Even Zhou Yinglin is a stepping stone. Now his popularity has completely taken off! What!"

She lost control of herself and began to kiss Xue Jing's cheek uncontrollably.

Xue Jing stretched out his hands and held her under the armpits, lifted her up, put her on the ground, smiled, and said:
"Okay, Sister Wei, calm down."

Jiang Siwei came back to her senses, her face flushed, and she scratched her cheeks embarrassedly: "Sorry, I got excited."

"Hey Brother Xue, where is the Forgotten Greatsword?"

Ning Yuantai suddenly noticed that Xue Jing had nothing in his hands and asked in confusion.

"Ok?"

Xue Jing was stunned and realized that he had forgotten his sword.

Damn, just pretending to be cool.

He scratched his head and said, "...Yuan Tai, please help me get it. It's on the ring."

Ning Yuantai was shocked when he heard this, and saluted Xue Jing: "I promise to complete the task!"

After saying that, he happily ran towards the contestant channel.

He wants to let the whole world know that he is the younger brother who once fought with Brother Xue!

Let’s not talk about the fact that Ning Yuantai ran to the ring, pulled out the Forgotten Giant Sword, put it on his shoulder, walked around the ring proudly and showed off to the audience.

After returning to the lounge, Xue Jing was planning to mentally simulate and review the game just now to see if Tian Yi Wu Wu had made any progress.

At this moment, the cell phone vibrated and a call came in.

He picked it up and saw that the caller ID was from Youqing Ameng.

Xue Jing pressed the answer button directly, put the phone to his ear and said with a smile:
"crooked?"

A quiet, pleasant, and calming voice came from the receiver:
"I watched the game, it was very good."

Xue Jing traced his fingers on the table in front of him and said with a smile:

"That's a must. We can't lose face for you, Boss."

After a pause, he continued, "By the way, Boss."

"Is it okay for me to do that to Zhou Yinglin?"

Wu Youqing hummed lightly and said:

"Although the method is a bit cruel, it's okay as long as no one dies."

"With me here, even if they want to retaliate, they can only use methods within the rules. You don't have to worry."

Xue Jing nodded and said with a smile: "That's good."

He is basically fearless as long as the trouble is directed at him.

He currently has too many ways to save his life.

As long as they don't resort to dirty tricks like kidnapping family members or threatening them, Xue Jing has nothing to fear.

"However, you did not hold back this time, and you have torn your relationship with Zhou Yinglin. Even if the dispute with Zhu family and the Secret Martial Arts Society is resolved, it will not be resolved peacefully from now on."

Wu Youqing spoke.

Xue Jing smiled and said nothing.

"Now a considerable part of your strength has been exposed. The next time trouble comes, it won't be on Zhou Yinglin's level. You still have to be careful."

"I understand." Xue Jing said softly.

After chatting with Wu Youqing for a long time, Xue Jing hung up the phone.

He stretched and was about to start the simulation review.

At this time.

"Bang bang—"

There was a knock on the door outside the lounge.

"Ok?"

Xue Jing stood up, walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door, there was a woman with short hair, wearing an OL outfit and holding a microphone. She was followed by a man carrying a camera.

Seeing that the person who opened the door was Xue Jing, the woman's eyes lit up, she smiled brightly and said:

"Contestant Xue Jing, I'm Ke Jiaqian, who is in charge of the post-match interviews. You can just call me Xiao Ke... Is it convenient now?"

"Interview?" Xue Jing glanced at the camera facing him and wanted to refuse.

But after thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Okay, come in."

As he said this, he stepped aside and motioned for them to enter the lounge.

Because Xue Jing had basically refused all post-match interviews before, Ke Jiaqian didn't hold out any hope at all and just asked with the mentality of trying everything possible.

But I didn’t expect Xue Jing to agree!
She was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red, and she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

Could it be that he has taken a fancy to her...

After the interview, if he wants to..., should he agree or not...

Xue Jing frowned and said, "Why don't you come in?"

"Okay, okay, thank you!"

Ke Jiaqian came to her senses and hurried into the lounge, followed by the photographer excitedly.

After adjusting the camera position, Xue Jing sat down in front of the camera.

Ke Jiaqian sat next to him, handed the microphone to Xue Jing, and coughed dryly.

"Then let's get started."

"First of all, congratulations to Xue Jing for winning this game and getting off to a good start in the quarterfinals."

"I would like to ask contestant Xue Jing, what is your evaluation of the performance of your opponent in this match, contestant Zhou Yinglin?"

This is a question that is a bit deliberate in setting the tone, but Xue Jing has never cared.

He smiled and said, "Performance...Does he have such a thing as 'performance'? Does embarrassing himself count?"

Ke Jiaqian coughed dryly. "Well, I see. Then the next question is, I'm very curious. Contestant Xue Jing, you just used contestant Zhou Yinglin's signature martial arts 'Perfect Fit' on the stage. How did you do it? Is it a special martial arts similar to 'Xiao Wuxiang Gong'?"

Xue Jing looked at her strangely: "Didn't I tell you? I learned it from Zhou Yinglin just a few days ago."

……

(I feel dizzy and I didn’t get enough rest…but the last chapter received a very good response and I am so nervous…it’s too torturous.)
(End of this chapter)