The Unlucky One Who Got Matched with Chen Guan

The barrage of comments was in a frenzy. In the No. 0 Academy’s rest area, Charles watched Ivan prepare to enter the arena and reminded him, “Remember, don’t let anything she says deceive you. Your processor has top-tier interference resistance. Trust your judgment and resolve this as quickly as possible.”

“Got it.”

Ivan walked forward without looking back.

His supernatural ability was simple: fusion.

All fear came from insufficient firepower, so Ivan had decisively chosen to fuse with all kinds of technological creations. Compared to upgrading himself, he preferred upgrading his weapons.

Flesh is weak. Machines ascend!

The two of them took their positions at the center of the arena.

Ivan’s clothes hung open carelessly, revealing the steel body beneath. His enormous frame stood over two and a half meters tall and was almost entirely made of metal, with only his head retaining human features.

By contrast, Su Yuehe looked slender and delicate, and her presence seemed naturally weaker by comparison.

Of course, no one dared underestimate her because of that.

[That difference in body size is way too ridiculous. The rich rely on technology, while the poor rely on mutation.]

[You’re forgetting how she made Kyle kneel and sing “I Surrender” to her. This one is the true Demon King.]

[At least Kyle knew what was happening during that match. Now I only feel sorry for anyone who has to fight Su Yuehe.]

[Just kidding. Anyone who runs into Huaqing is doomed.]

The referee looked at the two strikingly different competitors and forcefully swung his arm down.

“Begin!”

The instant the referee’s voice fell, Ivan sprang into action.

The armor on his chest silently slid apart, revealing a dark firing port. At the same time, the armor on his shoulders transformed, ejecting launch racks loaded with dozens of miniature missiles.

“Firepower coverage. Coordinates locked. Target elimination.”

Before Ivan had even finished speaking, blinding flames and thunderous explosions completely swallowed the position where Su Yuehe stood.

Energy cannons, miniature tracking missiles, electromagnetic pulse bombs—in just 0.1 seconds, Ivan unleashed every piece of long-range firepower he had loaded.

The explosion erupted into a small mushroom cloud at the center of the arena. A shock wave mixed with searing energy surged wildly in every direction, causing even the protective barrier at the edge of the arena to ripple violently.

“Is it over?”

In the No. 0 Academy’s rest area, Charles stared fixedly at the center of the explosion.

Even a sixth-tier enhancer would have been badly wounded after taking Ivan’s saturation attack head-on.

As the smoke cleared, Su Yuehe’s figure reappeared.

She stood exactly where she had been, completely spotless. Not even a strand of her hair was out of place.

Three feet in front of her existed an invisible, absolute domain.

Every attack was decomposed the instant it came into contact with that area.

Ivan’s electronic eyes flickered violently. His internal processor was analyzing this illogical scene hundreds of millions of times every second.

“Close-combat mode, activate!”

The armor on Ivan’s chest closed again. High-pressure air blasted from the hydraulic devices beneath his legs, and his massive body transformed into a silver bolt of lightning, crossing dozens of meters in an instant.

His enormous fist, forged from high-strength alloy and carrying enough kinetic force to smash through a tank, shot straight toward Su Yuehe’s face.

Facing this thunderous blow, Su Yuehe showed not the slightest hint of fear.

Hum.

An extremely gentle yet dazzling white light spread outward from Su Yuehe, expanding in every direction.

The light was not harsh. Instead, it illuminated the entire arena.

Ivan’s charging body crashed into the radiance as though it had struck an invisible wall. He was forcibly stopped in midair.

He remained frozen in his punching stance, but the metal joints throughout his body emitted a grating screech. His energy core overloaded wildly, yet he could not advance even an inch.

“What’s going on?”

Inside the box seats on the chairman’s platform, Santai was filled with astonishment. He sat up straight and stared at the arena below, now shrouded in holy light.

Southern Dipper calmly supplied the answer. “She altered the rules here. Darkness is light, and fast is slow.”

White Tiger leaned back on the sofa and clicked his tongue in amazement. “What an overbearing Word Spirit. Now I’m genuinely curious which of these youngsters will be the last one standing.”

Back in the arena.

Su Yuehe looked at Ivan, who was imprisoned in midair, and spoke once more in her gentle voice.

“Accelerate.”

The instant her words fell, fine traces of rust began to spread across Ivan’s enormous metal body. The rust expanded at a visible rate, corroding the alloy armor he took such pride in.

The armor covering Ivan’s body became mottled before peeling away, revealing the intricate circuits and precision gears beneath.

Sparks crackled from Ivan’s joints. The mechanical structures that had once operated smoothly began to stutter and grind. Black engine oil mixed with coolant seeped from the gaps in his armor.

Boom!

Ivan’s massive body could no longer maintain its posture. His knees buckled, and he crashed heavily to the ground. Countless parts fell from his body and scattered across the arena floor.

“Winner: Huaqing Academy, Su Yuehe.”

As Ivan’s enormous, shattered body was carefully carried away from the arena by mechanical arms, the astonishment and terror lingering throughout the audience refused to fade.

The frightening nature of the Word Spirit had been displayed with even greater clarity in this battle.

That kind of confrontation, one unrelated to raw strength, left the deepest impression on everyone.

“The final match of the Round of Sixteen.”

After a brief pause, An Changsong’s voice rang out from the chairman’s platform once more.

Light streaked rapidly across the enormous holographic screen.

In truth, there was no suspense left. Only two people remained.

Huaqing Academy: Chen Guan.

Beishi Academy: Fang Ze.

“Ah…”

A soft, nearly inaudible sigh came from the Beishi Academy’s rest area.

Fang Ze stood up. He was tall and well-built, with handsome features—a textbook example of a good-looking man. The Beishi Academy uniform only made him look even more heroic.

Aside from Bai Huanran and Wei Tong, he was Beishi Academy’s third-ranked student. He specialized in lightning-based abilities and excelled in speed and explosive power. In previous years, he would have been more than capable of securing a place in the quarterfinals.

But today, his face held only the grim resolve of a man marching toward the execution grounds.

“Captain, I’m going.”

Fang Ze smiled at Bai Huanran. “Let me see with my own eyes just how high that mountain really is…”

Fang Ze could sense the many sympathetic gazes coming from behind him and from the stands.

In their eyes, it was a pity that a competitor who should originally have made it into the quarterfinals had encountered someone as invincible as Chen Guan so early.

Fang Ze did not see it that way.

He had nothing to fear about losing. Losing to Chen Guan was not something to be ashamed of.

Moreover, Fang Ze did not consider drawing Chen Guan to be a bad thing. Without today’s stage, he might never have had the chance to cross hands with Chen Guan at all.

To have a prodigy destined to lead an era remember his name was an honor uniquely his own.

How could those mediocre people who could only sit in the stands—people with money but no talent—possibly understand his pride?

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