Chapter 232 His silver vertical pupils are indifferent and contemptuous (4K)

Chapter 232 His silver vertical pupils are indifferent and contemptuous (4K)

"What do you think? Lao Song."

In the player viewing area, a lazy, seemingly cynical young man asked the young man beside him with his arms crossed and a calm expression.

Song Nanxing turned to look at him and said calmly: "What are you referring to...don't call me Lao Song, Wei Junwu, I'm not very familiar with you."

Wei Junwu waved his hand: "Look what you said, which one of us is following which one...I mean Xue Jing's sword just now."

As he spoke, he added a little uncertainly: "Well, it should be regarded as a 'sword'."

"What do you think?"

Song Nanxing did not reply immediately, but remained silent for a while before speaking calmly:

"Inappropriate."

Wei Junwu smiled and said, "Oh? Tell me what's inappropriate."

Song Nanxing glanced at him and said calmly: "That killing move and that weapon are completely inappropriate."

"It's almost two opposite extremes...but also because of that, it's scary."

Wei Junwu seemed to feel the same way and sighed: "Yes, it's terrible."

Next to the two of them, there were several other contestants standing, but due to their own lack of skills, they could hardly understand what riddles these two big guys were playing.

Song Nanxing looked at the fragments of the alloy eyebrow stick scattered on the floor in the arena, his eyes looking thoughtful.

In his opinion, the finishing touch of Hidden Dragon Style's mysteries is the pursuit of concentrated, peak-penetrating lethality.

This move can be performed with weapons. The most suitable weapons are sharp-pointed weapons such as guns and swords, followed by straight and unbent weapons such as sticks.

As for the door panel in Xue Jing's hand...it cannot be said to be integrated with Dot Eyes, at least they are quite different.

But it is precisely because of this that in the eyes of people like them, they can see how terrifying Xue Jing is.

Forcing the inappropriate mystical-level moves to transform their attributes in the body and adapt them to the weapons in their hands is simply not something that normal people can do.

Ordinary martial arts masters who dare to engage in such operations will suffer serious injuries at least, or be paralyzed or die at worst.

But looking at Xue Jing's always complacent and unserious look...it seemed like she didn't feel the horrific burden that her body had to endure when performing this operation.

"Is it possible that this person has undergone super surgery and modified his body structure?"

"No, you need to undergo a physical examination before the start of the game. If the alienation rate exceeds 1%, it is impossible to enter the competition field."

"Can the original body do such a thing before breaking through the limit?"

While he was thinking about it, Wei Junwu next to him asked with a playful expression: "Then do you think he can beat Zhou Yinglin?"

Song Nanxing said without any fluctuation in his tone: "Are you kidding me?"

"At this level, it is impossible to break the 'flawless'... Although Xue Jing did not use all his strength, but currently, compared with Zhou Yinglin, there is still some distance between him and Zhou Yinglin."

Wei Junwu shrugged: "That's a pity."

"Zhou Yinglin's purpose of coming to participate in the U19 this time is quite strange... I have a rumor, I don't know if it is true. Lao Song, do you have any news over there that we can compare and refer to?"

Song Nanxing said expressionlessly: "I have no news, I don't want to tell you."

Wei Junwu said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, which one of us is following whom? I will tell you this news for free."

He paused and his voice suddenly increased: "I heard that Zhou Yinglin's purpose in participating in the competition was to pretend to miss and kill Xue Jing on the field!!"

The loud sound was not only heard by Song Nanxing, but also all the surrounding players, and even the audience in the auditorium that was closer could hear it clearly.

Suddenly, everyone who heard it suddenly looked at Wei Junwu.

Song Nanxing's brows twitched, his face full of bewilderment.

"You are not afraid of death, what do you want to do?"

"Hehehehe..." Wei Junwu smiled playfully and did not reply.

The people around were in an uproar.

"Damn, this is big news!"

"How could it be possible... To put it bluntly, the fact that Zhou Yinglin traveled across the metropolitan area to participate in the U19 is very strange!"

"Is this true or false?"

"Whether it's true or not, let's spread the word first!"

…

In the player lounge, Xue Jing sat cross-legged on the ground, with the Forgotten Giant Sword placed on his knees.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the old and simple sword body, feeling the 'dong' and 'dong' sounds it made, which were like a heartbeat.

The last time he had a similar experience, he felt it on the Futu Sword.

As a result, Futu Sword died as a martyr, turning the tangible and mortal sword body into the invisible and immortal sword intention, achieving the secret of his one-style heavenly sword - Ying Man Yue.

Is this also the case with the Forgotten Greatsword?
Xue Jing felt it carefully for a long time and shook her head.

"No, this feeling... seems to be different from last time."

He pondered for a while, stood up, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and raised the Great Sword of Oblivion flatly.

Then he slashed diagonally into the air.

The huge sword blade sliced ​​through the void, whipping up a huge air current and moving the tables and chairs not far away from the room by more than ten centimeters.

The sleeping cat curled up on the sofa smacked his lips, turned over, and continued to sleep.

"I always feel like something is weird."

Xue Jing thought for a long time and couldn't think of any clues, so she shook her head and was too lazy to think about it anymore.

He took out the Green Rubik's Cube, twisted one of its steps with one hand, and threw it into the air.

A vortex of green light appeared spinning, Xue Jing placed the Forgotten Giant Sword in it, then put away the Green Rubik's Cube and walked out of the lounge.

He first went to the infirmary not far away and took a look at the injured Yin Muhu.

At this time, Yin Muhu was still in a coma and had not yet woken up. However, because Xue Jing was very measured in her actions, although her injuries were serious, her life was not in danger. She just needed to rest for a while.

After asking the doctor about the situation, Xue Jing did not stay long and quickly exited the infirmary.

He picked up his phone and checked the time. The intermission was almost over, so he walked towards the player viewing area.

On the way, there were a lot of missed messages on WeChat, so Xue Jing opened it and received many messages from relatives and friends congratulating him on winning the competition.

Most of them ended in one or two sentences, but Xue Wan sent a lot of messages, all of which were voice messages.

Looking at the dozens of voices that ranged from five to six seconds to one minute, Xue Jing scratched her head and clicked on a few.

"Ou Doudou, you fought well. I, Uchiha, would like to call you the strongest!"

"By the way, is the vagina okay? It turns out that the vagina is so beautiful, but I still like it when she has muscles and feels safe..."

"Master, Master, you are so handsome!! Tweet, Tweet, Tweet!!"

It was also mixed with the voice of his little apprentice Zong Shichan, and the chirping sound simulating a kiss made Xue Jing take the phone away in disgust.

He only clicked on a few messages and ignored all others, especially those messages lasting tens of seconds to a minute.

After thinking about it, he replied with a text message: [Who says it’s not true? It makes sense. I think so too. What happened next? 】

Then I turned on Do Not Disturb and put my phone back in my pocket.

He walked out of the tunnel and came to the player viewing area.

Xue Jing looked around and found that these players were standing together in twos and threes, discussing something animatedly.

His appearance seemed to interrupt the players' discussion. Everyone looked at him with different expressions.

Xue Jing didn't pay attention, just randomly chose an unoccupied position, walked over and stood there.

The audience also saw Xue Jing's appearance from above, and immediately let out a burst of cheers.

This is the residual heat of praise for his wonderful performance just now.

Just waiting for the game to start, suddenly, a palm patted his shoulder.

Xue Jing did not avoid it as he did not notice any malice. "Old Xue! Thunder Monkey!"

With a joking voice mixed with half-baked Cantonese, Xue Jing turned to look at the young man with a lazy expression, and asked doubtfully: "We have met before? Who are you?"

Wei Junwu retracted his hand, touched his chin, and said: "As expected of you, I don't even know you. It seems that what you said in the interview is true. You really haven't paid attention to other contestants..."

After a pause, he smiled and said: "I am Wei Junwu, and I studied under the master Pei Yan of Fengtiao style. Doesn't it match the Hidden Dragon style that you practice? We should be friends by nature!"

Looking at the familiar Wei Junwu, Xue Jing smiled and said:
"Brother Wei, I have admired him for a long time."

It was obvious that he didn't know him at all... Wei Junwu choked at this sentence and said funnyly: "Old Xue, it seems that you are also an interesting person... Don't be so unfamiliar, just call me Old Wei. "

He waved his hand.

Xue Jing didn't pick a fight and just said, "Brother Wei, why are you looking for me?"

Wei Junwu said casually: "It's nothing special, I just came to get to know you... and see what kind of person it is that Zhou Yinglin, the dignified Zhou Yinglin, personally travels thousands of miles to come and cause trouble for him."

Xue Jing glanced at him and said thoughtfully, "Oh? Why can't I understand this?"

Wei Junwu sighed, patted Xue Jing's shoulder, winked and said, "No need to pretend, everyone already knows."

Xue Jing looked around at the contestants standing around him and found that none of them showed any reaction to Wei Junwu's words.

"How did you know?" Xue Jing asked Wei Junwu.

This matter should be quite secretive.

"I said so." Wei Junwu showed a proud expression and patted his chest.

Xue Jing's expression did not change at all, she just asked in confusion: "How did you know? What's the purpose?"

Is this because he wants Zhou Yinglin to be wary of attacking him?

Pointless move.

Xue Jing shook his head.

Wei Junwu sighed: "Being entrusted by others and being loyal... Sigh, I've got myself into big trouble now. I'm afraid Zhou Yinglin will have to find trouble with me."

"Fortunately, I have someone behind me now!"

Having said this, his expression became elated again and he was very proud.

Xue Jing said softly: "You didn't answer me."

Wei Junwu sensed a hint of danger, but he still shook his head:

"The status of the people involved is too high, and I am not qualified to talk to you. You will know it when it's time to know."

"In short...I am on your side, and so are the people behind me."

Wei Junwu chuckled.

"Is that sword useful?"

Hearing this, Xue Jing confirmed his guess and nodded: "I see, it's very useful."

Wei Junwu leaned closer to him and whispered: "The sword itself is only secondary. The main function is to serve as a 'reminder'."

Xue Jing's heart moved and she roughly understood.

Considering that Wei Junwu came here for Zhou Yinglin's affairs, and that the person behind him was the same person who sent the Forgotten Giant Sword, this hint was obviously related to Zhou Yinglin.

Is this giant sword the way to deal with Zhou Yinglin?
If the sword itself is not the key...then the most obvious feature of this sword is its heavy weight, powerful force and heavy weight.

Zhou Yinglin's flawless clothes can defeat cleverness?

Xue Jing shook his head.

"Do you treat me like a child?"

…

After the intermission, the game started quickly.

Immediately after Xue Jing was the duel between contestants No. 3 and 4. Because of [Proof of Love], Xue Jing didn’t even remember their names.

Players who can advance to the finals have a chance, and Xue Jing also gained something from watching the game.

Then there is the showdown between No. 5 and No. 6, the same thing.

And what follows is the most watched game today.

No. 7 Fan Xuhui, and No. 8 Zhou Yinglin.

"...Welcome back to the U19 Unlimited Elite Fighting Tournament. I am the commentator Tao Xingxiu..."

"... After three wonderful duels, the audience was more excited than the audience, but!!"

“The next step is the real enjoyment!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience burst into cheers that almost overturned the stadium.

"Zhou Yinglin—Zhou Yinglin—Zhou Yinglin—"

The audience began to shout Zhou Yinglin's name in an orderly manner, and the popularity was jaw-dropping.

"Let us first invite - player Fan Xuhui!"

Xue Jing looked at the tense-looking young man coming out of the contestant tunnel and shook his head.

This person's mentality has collapsed.

Even if they are of similar strength, it is impossible to win.

It seems that Zhou Yinglin's reputation is really scary.

After briefly introducing Fan Xuhui, the commentator showed the hexagonal data chart, and then started shouting in a voice that was obviously much more passionate than before:

"Then! Next, let me give you a round of applause—contestant Zhou Yinglin!!"

Thunderous and terrifying applause drowned the entire venue.

At the contestants' tunnel, a young man with sharp eyes like an eagle slowly walked out.

He did not carry any weapons. After entering, he walked around the ring in a very professional manner. Everywhere he went, the audience in that direction would burst into cheers.

After he finished showing off, he went to the weapons rack, randomly selected a nine-foot gun, and walked to stand in front of his opponent.

The commentator endlessly introduced Zhou Yinglin's past achievements and famous scenes, and then showed a hexagonal data chart. There was no doubt that all of them were 10.

"A true hexagon, a young genius at full level, so powerful that the data map cannot contain it!"

The commentators kept praising and cheering, and the audience responded with cheers and applause.

Wei Junwu next to Xue Jing complained: "It's too much. Why hasn't it started yet? It's so annoying."

As if he heard Wei Junwu's complaint, the commentator finally finished the obviously lengthy introduction session.

"——Then without further ado, the players from both sides are already in place, let's witness this exciting showdown together!"

"The game... begins!"

The referee waved his hand, and Xue Jing immediately had a thought in his mind. The focus of his pupils shrank, and at the same time, he moved vigorously, using his eyes to flow, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils. The artistic conception of the Heavenly Sword was activated, dyeing the vertical pupils into divine silvery white.

The next moment, the game was over.

It was an overwhelming rain of spears.

No, it should be called a waterfall or a flood.

In just an instant, the nine-foot spear held by Zhou Yinglin in one hand shot out a dense torrent of gun shadows that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

His opponent, a young man named Fan Xuhui, had no time to make any moves. He slowly fell to the ground with countless blood holes all over his body.

Zhou Yinglin, who kept silent and pretended to be an expert, turned around and walked away, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

Amidst the warm applause, exclamations and cheers from the audience, no one noticed that there was a young man watching this scene calmly in the contestant viewing area.

His silver vertical pupils were indifferent and contemptuous.

…

(End of chapter)