I will eventually become a god

Looking at the lottery results in the live broadcast, Xue Jing nodded without surprise.

"Sure enough, we faced each other in the first game of the quarter-finals. It was most likely a secret operation. The reason why we didn't get it in the first draw was to cover it up and not be so explicit, so we arranged for Yin Mei With Dai Zongnian, two opponents who are obviously weaker than me, it’s easier for me to advance.”

"But when it comes to the quarterfinals, everyone is a weak opponent. There is too much uncertainty. They are afraid that I will be eliminated by others. I have to face him in the first game..."

Xue Jing smiled and closed the live broadcast page.

The cat was squatting next to him, scratching his cell phone with the balls of its paws out of boredom, its furry tail dangling leisurely in the air.

"Ah Jing, the Internet seems to be picking up steam."

She opened her mouth and yawned, revealing her cute and pointed tiger teeth, and said lazily.

"[The most anticipated episode] [It must be a behind-the-scenes operation] [Xue Jingwei] [Officials really don’t want to lose face because of the popularity]... The comments jump very fast, and there are hundreds of them after refreshing. This game has a lot of attention. high."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "You don't want to quarrel with others anymore?"

Maomao snorted: "It's a useless move... Anyway, you will make the faces of all those people who talk nonsense and look down on you swollen for me. There is no need to reply to them."

She would never admit that her key skills were so bad that she couldn't criticize others at all, so she could only shut up in despair.

"...But now the public opinion on the Internet seems to be a little more friendly to you, not as one-sided as before. It should be due to the competition a few days ago."

Xue Jing waved her hand: "None of this matters. I don't rely on other people's comments. Good or bad comments are irrelevant to me. Even a little bit of trouble is out of the question."

He stood up, walked to the refrigerator, opened it, took out a bottle of Coke, unscrewed the cap and said:

"Public opinion is too easy to reverse... More than 90% of people's IQ will be halved when they are coerced by a group. At the same time, due to the psychological effect of collective sharing of responsibilities, they do not think that they have not experienced the consequences of collective responsibility. “Consider the seriousness of the malicious intent of blurting it out.”

"When I defeat Zhou Yinglin, most of those who have scolded me will easily forget their previous malice against me, and even turn against Zhou Yinglin who made them embarrassed... Then they will become mine again. 'Fan', because you have to use me as a comparison and use my banner to attack Zhou Yinglin more effectively..."

Xue Jing took a sip of Coke and said softly: "It's really boring."

Maomao nodded as if he understood, and curled his lips and said: "It sounds boring, but why do you understand it so well? It seems like you have studied it..."

Xue Jing said leisurely: "Read more books, study dialectical materialism in depth, and learn to see the essence through phenomena, Teacher Wan."

"I'm really sorry for my low education!"

Maomao, who was forced to drop out of high school before finishing high school and was brought back to be the leader of the Dragon Cult, gritted his teeth.

…

Noon the next day, game day.

Xue Jing arrived at the Super Arena in a car driven by Ning Yuantai.

"I'll go, it's a bit lively today!"

Ning Yuantai was sitting in the driver's cab, eyes wide open, turning the steering wheel and looking through the window at the square at the gate of the Super Arena.

It was densely packed... It was like a real ant nest. Countless people were crowded together, making it difficult for the naked eye to move. The noisy sound could almost be heard inside the car.

Xue Jing also glanced out of the car window and said nothing.

"Brother Xue, it seems that the matter between you and Zhou Yinglin has been fermented. With today's situation, the Super Arena must be full and there won't be enough room to sit down!"

Ning Yuantai said excitedly.

As an iron-blooded Jing, he is one of the few people who understands Xue Jing's power. He has no doubts about whether Xue Jing can beat Zhou Yinglin, so he is not worried at all and is just looking forward to the match later.

"Stop looking and go in." Xue Jing reminded.

"Hey, okay."

Ning Yuantai responded, turned the steering wheel, and headed for the parking lot.

After parking the car, the two got out of the car and entered the backstage of the Super Arena through the staff internal passage.

"Brother Xue, I'm going to find my friend. See you later."

Ning Yuantai said hello, and after seeing Xue Jing nodding, he left alone and went to the organizer's staff area.

Xue Jing walked leisurely down the long corridor alone, her shoes making a heavy sound on the floor.

At this time, a figure who looked a little frivolous came towards him.

Xue Jing looked up and found that he was barely an acquaintance.

Called Wei...what's Wei?

Anyway, he was the one who disclosed the news that Zhou Yinglin was going to accidentally kill him in the ring.

Wei Junwu raised his hand to greet Xue Jing from a distance with a smile, and shouted in a familiar voice: "Old Xue!"

Xue Jing nodded to him and thought for a while. Since she didn't remember his name and didn't want to call him Wei, she had to say:

"Morning."

When Wei Junwu heard this, he turned to look out the window at the bright sun, but he didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he came to Xue Jing with a smile, put his arms around his shoulders familiarly, winked and said:

"Old Xue, how are you? Have you been practicing hard on that giant sword recently... huh? Wait a minute, where is your sword? Didn't you bring it?"

He was stunned when he saw Xue Jing with empty hands.

Xue Jing said casually: "Take it with you, it's just not at hand."

Wei Junwu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"Although you may be a little annoyed, I still have to remind you once again that Zhou Yinglin is a great person. You must not underestimate him. Comparing martial arts skills with him is pure seeking death. You just have to ignore everything. Once you get up, just rely on brute force to get over it. Even if ten of your strengths defeat one skill, it is better than one skill defeating a hundred..."

Xue Jing pushed away his arm around her shoulders and said with a noncommittal smile: "Oh? That's right."

Seeing that Xue Jing didn't seem to take it seriously, Wei Junwu scratched his head, but there was nothing he could do and sighed:

"...Also, he is a child prodigy with a very high natural mental energy level, and he has a strong use of mental power... He also wrote a martial arts paper before and won an award."

Xue Jing raised her eyebrows and said: "There is such a thing...what did he write? "My Master, the Master of War"?"

Wei Junwu said helplessly: "Oh, it's a paper on how to scientifically train the calculation ability of mental consciousness..."

Xue Jing waved her hand: "Okay, stop talking, I understand what you mean."

Xue Jing stepped forward and said without looking back:

"Wei...Old Wei, because you have good intentions, I will patiently listen to you say so many boring and indifferent words about Zhou Yinglin."

"But you have to understand one thing... I am different from you people who have had Zhou Yinglin ride on your head and pooped on you, completely different."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, you will understand soon."

Wei Junwu was stunned for a moment, looked at his retreating figure, shook his head, and sighed:

"Alas, geniuses are like this until they meet a stronger genius... I hope everyone is okay."

…

"Hello, good afternoon, audience friends. Welcome back to the U19 Unlimited Elite Fighting Competition Yuancheng Finals. I am the commentator Tao Xingxiu!"

"Wow~ Today is really a huge crowd. It's not enough to describe it. The audience friends at the scene are so enthusiastic. It's even more lively than the previous finals. It shows how much everyone is looking forward to the contestants of this competition... "

The commentator was talking eloquently, and Xue Jing was standing in the player viewing area with her hands on her chest, looking towards the ring.

Those who can enter the quarterfinals are not weak players. The game is quite valuable for reference. Xue Jing plans to watch the game from close range.

Yin Muhu stood beside him.

After Xue Jing's treatment and the past few days of cultivation, the muscles on Yin Muhu's body have begun to swell, and her appearance has gradually become rough and tough, but there is still a bit of a beautiful girl's charm.

Since even players who have been eliminated are eligible to enter the player viewing area, the player viewing area is quite lively today. Most of the thirty-two players are here, gathering in twos and threes.

Including Dai Zongnian, who had just been plowed by Xue Jing's hot knife a few days ago, also came to the scene with bandages all over his body... He was standing at the diagonal position farthest from Xue Jing, not even daring to look at Xue Jing. It seems to have left a psychological shadow.

As the commentator finished reading a series of opening words, the game was about to begin, but most of the audience did not pay much attention to the game, but frequently looked at Xue Jing in the player viewing area.

"It's so pitiful. It's so popular. It's like a public execution..."

"Isn't this draw really a secret operation... I feel like there is a bit of a problem with the U19's credibility."

"Originally I didn't believe that rumor, but since this statement came from Wei Junwu, and the result of the draw was like this... now I have some doubts that it is true."

"Zhou Yinglin doesn't really want to kill people in the ring. Although the players have signed liability exemption agreements, it is not illegal, but they will be disqualified from the competition on the spot."

"It's okay if you mention other things, but it's a bit funny to mention competition qualifications...Zhou Yinglin doesn't need the U19 championship in the first place. He doesn't need it in terms of gold content or bonuses. He has already been there for the most important 'title battle points'" He won the "Xiaolongmen Cup" when he won it. There is no point in him participating in this competition..."

"Hiss... It's really scary to say this. Could it be that he really came across the metropolitan area just to kill Xue Jing?"

"If it is true, it would be a pity. Such a young, promising and good-looking genius finally broke out in a place like the outer ring, and he will die here..."

"Why do you care so much? As long as the competition is good, it's rare to kill someone in a martial arts competition. It's a lot of fun today. It's exciting!"

"By the way, who will win if you press? Now the odds of Xue Jing winning have reached twelve to one. Do you want to bet a big one?"

"Don't be ridiculous. If it were anyone else, I would take a small bet. Tianyi Seamless is famous for his stable performance. There are almost no unexpected upsets. Zhou Yinglin will definitely win, so I won't bet..."

…

"…Then without further ado, let the game begin!"

As the commentator's voice fell to the ground, the referee waved his hand, and the repulsive film wrapped the ring. Wei Junwu and a young man named Huang Lu on the field each took a boxing stance.

They started fighting here, but suddenly there were noisy exclamations from the audience.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the player viewing area.

Because... a young man with sharp eyes like a falcon appeared there, walking towards another focus of everyone's attention!

"Wei Junwu's Fengxiao Liu is also a famous sect in the inner circle, especially in the creation of martial arts. It is said that it was born out of an ancient martial art called "Huahuang Gong" in the old times... "

Yin Muhu introduced Xue Jing enthusiastically in a young girl's voice.

But suddenly, she realized something was wrong.

Everyone around... why are they looking at the back of herself and Brother Xue with surprised and weird eyes.

Yin Muhu turned around suddenly, and her pupils shrank into needles.

There was a person standing less than two meters away from her... I don't know how long he has been standing behind her since just now!

Such a close distance, and such a sensitive position behind her, she didn't notice it at all!

Zhou Yinglin...

Yin Muhu looked at the sharp-eyed boy with vigilance, and instinctively put up a boxing stance to guard.

But Zhou Yinglin's eyes never stayed on her.

"Yin sister, stand a little further away."

Xue Jing said, his voice was soft and without any fluctuations.

Yin Muhu heard the words, wiped the sweat that had appeared on his forehead, nodded, said yes, and stood a little further to the side.

Seeing this, Zhou Yinglin stepped forward, stood beside Xue Jing, stretched out his right hand with distinct joints, placed it on the fence in front of him, and looked at the ring as well.

All the players around looked at the two people standing together, and the atmosphere fell into a strange silence.

On the ring, Wei Junwu and Huang Lu were fighting fiercely, but no one paid attention to them.

After a while of silence, Zhou Yinglin spoke.

"Xue Jing... I'll give you a chance."

His voice was as calm as ever.

"After you go on stage, you will destroy your basic skills and swear not to practice martial arts in the future... In this way, I will spare your life."

As soon as these words came out, everyone who heard them opened their eyes wide, full of shock.

Let's not talk about whether he was crazy or not, or whether he was pretending or not... He actually publicly admitted that he intended to kill Xue Jing on the ring!

Before everyone recovered from the shock, Zhou Yinglin continued lightly:

"If it were you, you should understand, my suggestion is very good."

Suddenly, a bad wind spread out with him as the center.

The strong spiritual aura pressed down on everyone around him like a thousand pounds.

These young geniuses who could make it to the U19 finals were all trembling all over, gritting their teeth and unable to move.

And most of the pressure of the aura was covered on Xue Jing.

"You... can't beat me."

Zhou Yinglin said lightly.

The movement here was too loud, not only did the audience turn their eyes over, but even the two people on the ring stopped temporarily and looked at the players' viewing area.

Under the gaze of everyone in the super arena, Xue Jing said softly without looking back:

"Don't speak arrogantly easily, that will only expose your weakness."

As soon as the voice fell.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz--!!"

The floor was broken, the fence was twisted, the air was trembling, and the light was shaking.

Countless dark lightning patterns radiated from Xue Jing's body.

Zhou Yinglin's spiritual aura covering him was instantly shattered.

"I'll give you a piece of advice."

Xue Jing slowly turned his head, and his silver-white divine pupils looked at Zhou Yinglin indifferently and contemptuously.

"... Strength that does not match your mouth will lead to serious consequences."

...

(The burst of excitement needs to be prepared, don't be impatient, otherwise it will be dry and tasteless when you bite it, and you won't like it. Give the slow cook a little patience and time... The preparation and development before the battle are all for a better burst effect. When it comes to the big excitement, I will write it all at once and post it, so I won't get stuck)