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Chapter 250 Xue Jing comes on the field, killing without any action, consciousness killing (4K)

After Wei Junwu got off the stage, he came to the contestant viewing area with his arms drooping and several bloody holes on them, and said with a bitter face:

"Zhou Yinglin hasn't gotten any weaker. I was thinking that Old Xue might have broken his mentality. Maybe I still have a chance..."

Yin Muhu glanced at him.

"Being beaten to pieces by Brother Xue, there is a problem with my mentality. It is only when I am facing Brother Xue that I have a problem. As for you..."

Wei Junwu: "You see through it but don't say it, sister Yin!"

Yin Muhu couldn't help but complain about his familiarity: "Who is your sister?"

Wei Junwu turned his gaze to Xue Jing and said, "Old Xue, I feel that Zhou Yinglin must have come prepared. He didn't withdraw from the competition even though he knew there was such a huge gap in strength between him and you. He also seems to have a stable mentality. He must have something to rely on..."

"Ah, it's a rare opportunity for you to help me cripple him, but I didn't expect that his injuries would recover in just one day. Such medical resources are too enviable... If it was a match between opponents of the same level, the side with such medical conditions would have too much advantage. It's really unfair..."

The game continued while chatting.

In the second game, Song Nanxing VS Chen Chao, Song Nanxing won, while Chen Chao lost two games in a row and was eliminated.

In the third game, Otogi Suzuka VS Li Miao, Otogi Suzuka won, Li Miao lost two games in a row and was eliminated.

Seeing this result, Wei Junwu began to scratch his head.

There is no doubt about the fourth game. Huang Lu and Xue Jing, who lost to him the day before yesterday, will play against each other. If you interview a dog on the street, the dog will bark and say that Xue Jing will definitely win.

In this way, Song Nanxing, Yuuga Suzuka, and Xue Jing all advanced directly to the semi-finals with two consecutive wins.

As there were no other candidates, the last spot left could only be fought between him and Zhou Yinglin with one win and one loss... In other words, he had to fight Zhou Yinglin again.

“…Welcome back to the U19 Finals Quarterfinals. I’m the host Tao Xingxiu!”

The commentary was heard through loudspeakers throughout the venue.

"After the first three games, two places for the semi-finals have been decided. So what's next..."

As soon as he said this, he was drowned out by the overwhelming cheers of the audience.

There was a huge cheer at first, and then gradually, from small to large, people began to shout a name rhythmically.

"Xue Jing! Xue Jing! Xue Jing! ..."

At the beginning, the sound was a bit chaotic, with everyone shouting their own words. As the audience adjusted their rhythm and coordinated with each other, the sound became more and more uniform and louder.

"Xue Jing! Xue Jing! Xue Jing! ..."

By the end, it was like a tsunami, and every sound almost drowned the venue.

This unprecedented level of support and the one-sided cheers from 200,000 spectators are enough to make any contestant with less mental and physical strength shake their legs and feet, and make the supported contestants' blood boil and their energy max out.

This is why any public sporting event values ​​a home-field advantage.

However, Xue Jing just stood in the contestant viewing area with an indifferent look on his face, his hand on the repaired fence.

Just as he was not affected in any way when the audience supported Zhou Yinglin before, the same is true now.

For him, there is no need to pay any attention to the voices from the outside world, whether they are supportive or slanderous.

He turned and walked backstage, to the waiting area, ready to go on stage.

The staff leading the way had been waiting at the entrance for a long time. When he saw Xue Jing coming, he immediately bowed his head respectfully and said:

"Contestant Xue Jing, please follow me..."

……

"...We can all hear that the enthusiasm of the audience is really extraordinary."

After the shouting gradually subsided, the commentator's surprised voice sounded.

"It seems that everyone is looking forward to the next contestant..."

"Then without further ado, please invite the contestants to enter!"

"First, let's welcome contestant Huang Lu!"

A young figure slowly walked out from the contestant channel.

The audience burst into warm applause.

However...the reason for the applause was more of a consolation than support.

It's like praising a brave man who knows he is going to die but still goes to challenge the terrifying devil.

"Come on, big brother Huang!"

"If you touch the corner of Demon King Xue's clothes, you will win!"

"I hope everyone is okay."

"It felt like his hands were shaking..."

"You'd be shaking even if you went up there. This is Demon King Xue. God knows what parts will be taken off of him..."

"To be honest, Huang Lu didn't just admit defeat, but dared to go on stage. He was very brave. I guess he's probably pissing out of his bladder now..."

Huang Lu slowly walked up to the stage and stood still, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

If he could admit defeat, he would have already admitted defeat...

The problem is that in a martial arts competition, if you admit defeat before even fighting, you will inevitably be labeled a coward, and this is behavior that will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Especially for players like him who have signed contracts with a club, if his personal brand value is damaged, the club's interests will be damaged, and he will have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages.

He discussed with the club whether he could admit defeat. After all, Demon King Xue's methods were really scary.

But he was still forced to do it by the club.

Now his heart was beating fast, and he just hoped that Demon King Xue would show some mercy and leave him with a healthy body without any missing arms or legs...

"...Contestant Huang Lu doesn't seem to be in very good condition. Did he not get enough rest yesterday?"

The commentator's voice sounded, and he found a more tactful explanation for Huang Lu.

"This isn't a good situation. The opponent he's going to face next is someone he's impossible to defeat even if he's fully prepared..."

"Let us solemnly invite contestant Xue Jing!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, applause ten times louder than when Huang Lu appeared on stage began to break out.

The appearance of the tall figure at the exit of the contestant channel caused countless screams and cheers.

"Old Xue's current popularity is incredible. It's too exaggerated."

Wei Junwu sighed.

"After all, Zhou Yinglin became his stepping stone. There is no easier way to become famous than to defeat a famous person... Half of the blame lies with you."

Song Nanxing stood beside him and spoke in a calm tone.

"Me?" Wei Junwu raised his injured hand with great effort and pointed at his nose.

"If you hadn't said that Zhou Yinglin was going to kill Xue Jing in the ring, and hadn't made a big fuss about it, causing Xue Jing to be attacked by Zhou Yinglin's fans, the backlash wouldn't be so strong now."

Song Nanxing patted Wei Junwu on the shoulder and said, "Zhou Yinglin is now focused on Xue Jing. If he comes to his senses and remembers this, he will definitely bear a grudge against you. You should be careful."

Wei Junwu: “…”

……

The audience's applause and cheers continued, and did not stop even after Xue Jing stepped onto the stage.

The photographer began to sit on the elevated platform and circle around Xue Jing, conducting the usual 360-degree surround shooting without blind spots...but this time he took the shooting particularly seriously.

The captured footage was clearly displayed on the big screen and live broadcast. His handsome face caused a large number of comments on major live broadcast platforms, and people started shouting "my husband, my husband" again.

"After yesterday's battle that shocked the whole country, contestant Xue Jing broke everyone's perception of him and demonstrated his unparalleled talent and overwhelming strength..." The commentator spoke incessantly about a lot of words praising Xue Jing.

"... Then, let's take a look at Xue Jing's new hexagonal data chart."

"Attack? Speed? Defense? Skill? Heart? Intelligence?... Uh, it seems that things have returned to the starting point. All attributes are question marks that cannot be measured!"

"But contrary to the beginning, the question mark on Xue Jing's data chart does not represent the unknown, but has completely surpassed the upper limit and reached an unknown area that no player in the history of U19 has ever reached!"

"What kind of exciting game will this player who is beyond people's cognition bring us next?"

"Then stop talking nonsense and let the game begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the referee came to the middle of the two people on the ring, unconsciously leaning closer to Huang Lu and slightly away from Xue Jing.

He waved his hand between the two men, signaling the start of the match, and immediately slipped off the ring, several times faster than in all previous matches.

Xue Jing looked at his opponent.

With his eyesight, he could easily tell that the young man named Huang Lu was full of fear and had no intention of fighting. His desire to turn around and run away was almost written on his face. The energy required for a warrior to fight had dropped to the extreme.

He shook his head slightly, somewhat disinterested.

After all, he is a person who could advance to the quarterfinals in the U19 finals, but he is so miserable.

Not interesting.

After thinking about it, Xue Jing no longer had the intention to take action.

He turned his eyes slightly and looked at Huang Lu's left shoulder.

Huang Lu assumed his boxing stance at the first instant and remained on high alert, not daring to make any rash moves.

He didn't even think about attacking actively, but just wanted to dodge or survive Xue Jing's two moves and then admit defeat immediately...

But at this moment, suddenly, his arm broke at the root and fell to the ground, sticky blood spurted out, and the cut was extremely smooth, as if it was cut by an unparalleled sharp divine weapon.

Huang Lu broke out in a cold sweat and felt extreme pain. He immediately covered his arm and screamed.

But then, he came to his senses and looked at his arm...

Intact, not broken?
What's going on? Hallucination?
The audience at the scene were also confused and bewildered when they saw this scene.

"What is Huang Lu doing? Is he scamming people?"

"The acting is worrying. Demon King Xue hasn't even made a move yet, so why did he call for help?"

Only a few people saw this scene and their eyes flashed, as if they were thinking about something.

On the ring, Xue Jing turned his gaze slightly and looked at Huang Lu's thigh.

"Shh-!"

Two flashes of knife light flashed by, and the thigh was cut into three pieces.

Huang Lu fell to the ground, covering his thighs with his hands and screaming.

"Ahhh!!"

But he quickly came to his senses and found his thigh was still intact.

But the pain still remains, so real that it is unbelievable.

He looked at Xue Jing with cold sweat on his head, completely confused.

At this time, Xue Jing's gaze shifted to his neck again.

"Shua——!!"

Huang Lu only saw a flash of knife light that was so fast that it was unbelievable. It swept across his neck at a speed that he could not react at all and directly cut off his head.

When the final pain came, his eyes rolled up and he fell back, completely losing consciousness.

"what?"

The audience looked at Huang Lu lying on the ground unconscious, confused.

"What are you doing here! Stand up and fight. At least make Demon King Xue move!"

"Your mother, give me your money back!"

"His acting skills are really poor. At least wait until Demon King Xue moves his feet before pretending to faint. Why is he so scared?"

In the contestant viewing area, Mika Suzuka's charming eyes lit up slightly, and she was a little excited:

"Mr. Xue... have you reached this level?"

Yin Muhu asked quickly: "What's going on?"

Mikasuzuka murmured softly: "Consciousness slash..."

On the stage, Xue Jing turned around and slowly walked towards the contestant passage.

The referee saw this, although he didn't quite understand, but seeing Huang Lu lying on the ground and Xue Jing acting as if the game was over, he quickly blew the whistle and announced Xue Jing's victory.

The game ended with most of the audience confused and bewildered.

On the way back to the players' lounge, Xue Jing opened the panel and took a look.

[…Aiming experience +626]

[…Soldier Master Experience +537]

[…Visualization·True Experience Value+692]

……

What he used just now was a mental technique called "Consciousness Slash".

Unlike the previous 'Tsukuyomi Slash' which was a technique based on the semi-materialization of mental power, 'Consciousness Slash' was a simple state of mind.

Martial artists constantly strengthen their bodies. A strong body feeds back to the spirit, which will gradually strengthen their spiritual will and reach the point where it can influence their 'self-reality'.

When a person reaches a certain level in a certain weapon and applies it to his spirit, this phenomenon will occur.

When you plan to chop down your opponent with your sword, you have this idea in mind, you have made preparations for it, and you have absolute confidence that you can definitely chop down your opponent.

At this time, the spirit will instantly affect the opponent, making him have a real illusion that he has been chopped down. Not only will he really see the scene of himself being chopped down, but even the pain will be real.

This is the same as releasing murderous aura to make people have the illusion that they have been killed, but the difficulty is several levels higher.

Xue Jing reached this level only after he was promoted to the master of soldiers yesterday.

"Boring."

He shook his head and went back to the lounge.

……

As Xue Jing finished the match, the quarterfinals were quickly over.

The last match was between Wei Junwu and Zhou Yinglin. After coming on the court, Wei Junwu seemed to have responded to Song Nanxing's reminder and immediately said that he couldn't play because of his serious injury and simply admitted defeat.

Next, there will be three days of rest, after which the top four semi-finals will be held.

After finishing the game, Xue Jing, who was planning to return to Zhige base, encountered trouble again.

Outside the parking lot, he looked at the familiar-looking man in black robe in front of him and asked in confusion:

"you are?"

……

(End of this chapter)