I will eventually become a god

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 become weaker at all. I was thinking that he might have been mentally broken by Old Xue. Maybe I still have a chance..."

Yin Muhu glanced at him.

"Being broken by Brother Xue, his mentality is a problem only when he is facing Brother Xue. 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 eyes to Xue Jing and said: "Old Xue, I feel that Zhou Yinglin should have come prepared. He didn't withdraw from the competition even though he knew that there was such a big gap in strength between him and you, and his mentality seemed very stable. He must have something to rely on..."

"Alas, it's rare that you helped me to cripple him. I didn't expect that his injury would recover in just one day. His medical resources are so enviable... If it was a competition between opponents of the same level, the advantage of the side with such medical conditions would be too great. It's really unfair..."

The game continued while chatting.

In the second match, Song Nanxing vs. Chen Chao, Song Nanxing won, Chen Chao lost two games in a row and was eliminated.

In the third match, Yuga Suzuka vs. Li Miao, Yuga Suzuka won, Li Miao lost two games in a row and was eliminated.

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

There was no need to have any doubts about the fourth match. Huang Lu and Xue Jing, who had lost to him the day before yesterday, played against each other. If you interviewed a dog on the side of the road, the dog would bark and say that Xue Jing would definitely win.

In this way, Song Nanxing, Yuga Suzuka, and Xue Jing all won two games in a row and advanced directly to the semi-finals.

For the last spot left, since there were no other candidates, it could only be a competition between him and Zhou Yinglin, who had one win and one loss... In other words, he had to play another game with Zhou Yinglin.

"... Welcome back to the U19 Finals quarterfinals, I am the host Tao Xingxiu!"

The commentary sounded through the loudspeaker throughout the venue.

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

When he said this, he was immediately drowned out by the overwhelming cheers of the audience.

First, there was a huge cheer, and then gradually, from small to large, a name was called rhythmically.

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

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

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

In the end, it was already a tsunami, and every sound almost drowned the venue.

This unprecedented support, the one-sided shouting of 200,000 spectators, is enough to make any player with a weaker heart and mind shake, and make the supported players excited and full of energy.

This is why any public sports competition pays attention to a home advantage.

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

Just as he was not affected by the audience's support for 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, please invite-contestant Huang Lu!"

At the contestant channel, a young figure slowly walked out.

The audience applauded warmly.

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

It was like praising a brave man who knew he was going to die but still went to challenge the terrifying demon king.

"Come on, big brother Huang!"

"Touching the corner of Demon King Xue's clothes means victory!"

"I hope he's okay."

"It feels like his hands are shaking..."

"You'll shake if you go up, but this is Demon King Xue, who knows what parts will be taken off..."

"To be honest, Huang Lu didn't admit defeat directly, but dared to go up, which was very courageous. I guess he's scared to pee now..."

Huang Lu slowly walked up to the ring and stood still, with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

If he could admit defeat, he would have admitted defeat long ago...

The problem is that in a martial arts competition, if you admit defeat before fighting, you will be sprayed with the name of a coward, which will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Especially for players like him who have signed contracts with clubs, if their personal brand value is damaged, the interests of the club 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 by the club.

Now he was very nervous, and he just hoped that Demon King Xue would show some mercy and leave him with a healthy body without missing any limbs...

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

The voice of the commentator sounded, and he helped Huang Lu find an explanation in a more tactful manner.

"This is not a good situation. The opponent he will face next, but even if he is fully prepared, it seems impossible to defeat him..."

“Let us solemnly invite—player Xue Jing!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, applause that was ten times louder than Huang Lu's appearance began to erupt.

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

"Lao Xue's popularity now is really 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 defeating a famous person... Half of the reasons for this must be attributed to you."

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

"Me?" Wei Junwu managed to lift his injured hand and pointed to his nose.

"If you hadn't said so much that Zhou Yinglin wanted to kill Xue Jing in the ring, making the matter a big deal and making the matter too hot, causing Xue Jing to be attacked by Zhou Yinglin's fans, the backlash wouldn't have been so strong now."

Song Nanxing patted Wei Junwu on the shoulder: "Zhou Yinglin is focusing on Xue Jing now. If he comes back and thinks of this, he will definitely hold a grudge against you. You should pay attention to it."

Wei Junwu: "..."

…

The applause and cheers from the audience continued and did not stop until Xue Jing stepped onto the ring.

The photographer once again began to sit on the elevated platform and surround Xue Jing, taking the usual 360-degree surround shooting... except this time the shooting was particularly serious.

The captured footage was clearly shown on the big screen and in the live broadcast. His handsome face caused a large wave of barrage on major live broadcast platforms, and people started shouting "My husband, my husband" again.

"After yesterday's battle that shocked the whole country, player Xue Jing broke everyone's perception of him and showed his unparalleled talent and overwhelming power..."

The commentator kept saying a lot of words to praise Xue Jing.

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

"Attack?, Speed?, Defense?, Skill?, Heart?, Wisdom?...Well, it seems that things have returned to the original point. All attributes are undeterminable question marks!"

"But contrary to the beginning, the question mark on Xue Jing's player data chart at this moment does not symbolize the unknown, but has completely exceeded the upper limit and reached an unknown territory that no player in U19 history has ever reached!"

“What kind of exciting game will such a player that exceeds people’s knowledge bring us next?”

"Well, without further ado, the game... begins!"

After the words fell, the referee came between the two people on the ring and unconsciously moved closer to Huang Lu and slightly away from Xue Jing.

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

Xue Jing looked at his opponent.

With his eyesight, he could easily see that at this moment, the young man named Huang Lu was full of fear and had no intention of fighting. The thought of turning around and running away was almost written on his face. The dynamic spirit necessary for a warrior to fight. It has dropped to the extreme.

He shook his head slightly, feeling a little disinterested.

After all, he is a character who can advance to the quarterfinals on a stage like the U19 finals, but he is so unbearable.

Not interesting.

After thinking about it for a while, Xue Jing had no intention of taking action.

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

Huang Lu got into a boxing stance at the very first moment, and was extremely alert on the spot, not daring to act rashly.

He never thought about taking the initiative to attack, but thought about trying to avoid or survive Xue Jing's two moves and then surrender immediately...

But at this moment, all of a sudden, his arm suddenly broke at the base and fell to the ground. Thick blood spurted out wildly. The cut was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by an unparalleled magic weapon.

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

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

In good condition, not broken?

What's going on? Hallucination?

When the audience saw this scene, they didn't know why and were confused.

"What is Huang Lu doing? What about Peng Ci'er?"

"My acting skills are worrisome, Demon King Xue hasn't even moved yet, why did he call me?"

Only a few people's eyes flashed thoughtfully when they saw this scene.

On the ring, Xue Jing's eyes turned slightly and looked at Huang Lu's thighs.

"Shua——!"

Two sword rays passed by, and the thigh was cut into three parts.

Huang Lu lay on the ground, covering his thighs with his hands and screaming.

"Ahhh!!"

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

But the pain still remains, too real to be true.

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

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

"Shua——!!"

Huang Lu only saw an unbelievably fast sword flash, passing through his neck at a speed that he could not react at all, and directly cutting off his head.

The last pain came, and the whites of his eyes rolled up, and he lay back, completely losing consciousness.

"ah?"

The audience looked at Huang Lu who lay on the ground and fainted in confusion.

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

"Your mother, give me your money back!"

"My acting skills are really worrying. I waited until Demon King Xue moved his legs and then pretended to be faint. As for being so scared?"

In the contestant viewing area, Okar Suzuka's charming eyes shone slightly with excitement:

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

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

Okar Suzuka murmured softly: "Consciousness Slash..."

On the ring, Xue Jing turned around and slowly walked towards the contestants' tunnel.

When the referee saw this, although he didn't quite understand it, when he saw Huang Lu lying on the ground and Xue Jing acting like the game was over, he quickly blew the whistle and announced Xue Jing's victory.

The game ended in a state of confusion where most of the audience had no idea what was going on.

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

[...aiming experience value +626]

[...Soldier leader experience value +537]

[...Visualization·True experience value +692]

…

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

Unlike the previous technique of 'Tsukiyomi Slash', which is based on the semi-substantialization of mental power, 'Consciousness Slash' is a pure state.

Martial arts masters constantly temper their bodies. A strong body feeds back the spirit, which will gradually strengthen their spiritual will, and then reach the point where it can affect 'self-reality'.

And when a person reaches a certain level of a certain weapon, and it is blessed in his own spirit, this phenomenon will occur.

When planning to chop down an opponent with a sword, he had this idea and was well prepared. He also had absolute confidence that he could definitely chop down his opponent.

At this time, the spirit will instantly affect the opponent, causing him to 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 usage as releasing murderous aura to make people have the illusion that they have been killed, but the difficulty is several levels higher.

Xue Jing only reached this level after yesterday's attack on the soldiers and his promotion to the leader of the army.

"Boring."

He shook his head and returned to the lounge.

…

With Xue Jing finishing, the quarterfinals ended quickly.

The last match was between Wei Junwu and Zhou Yinglin. After coming on the court, Wei Junwu seemed to be reminded by Song Nanxing. He immediately said that he could not fight because he was too injured and simply gave up.

Next, there will be three days of rest, followed by the semi-finals of the top four.

After the game, Xue Jing, who was about to return to Zhi Ge's base, ran into trouble again.

Outside the parking lot, he looked at the familiar person in black robe in front of him and said doubtfully:

"Who are you?"

…