Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
Jiang Zixuan's aura surged as he maintained an expressionless face, slowly raising his right hand.
He spoke coldly, "Since you're so determined to die, I'll grant your wish."
As soon as the words left his mouth.
Jiang Zixuan's figure vanished from his original position.
Whoosh!
In the next instant, he appeared behind Jiang Tianlin, his hand like a blade, striking directly at Jiang Tianlin's vulnerable neck.
Though Jiang Tianlin reacted quickly, he was still a step too slow.
Crack!
He barely managed to dodge the lethal strike by turning sideways, but his shoulder took a heavy hit, immediately followed by the sound of shattering bones.
"Ugh—!!"
Jiang Tianlin cried out in pain, stumbling backward.
His pupils contracted. What? I couldn't dodge it?
However, Jiang Zixuan didn't give him a chance to catch his breath.
In a flash, he appeared before Jiang Tianlin, raising his knee high.
Bang!
A fierce knee strike aimed straight at Jiang Tianlin's abdomen.
"Pffft!"
Jiang Tianlin took the heavy hit, his face contorting in pain.
His body curled up like a shrimp as blood spurted from his mouth.
Before he could regain his balance, Jiang Zixuan was already upon him, unleashing a barrage of lightning-fast punches and kicks.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Although Jiang Tianlin's initial trash talk made him seem formidable.
The current one-sided beating left the audience dumbfounded.
Come on, man, why did you talk big if this is all you've got?
Qin Luo, holding a microphone, took on the role of commentator.
He held it up and began narrating in a playful tone: "Ladies and gentlemen, what we're witnessing is an exceptionally brilliant one-sided beating performance, starring Jiang Zixuan with Jiang Tianlin as his supporting actor."
"Oh! Another beautiful straight punch from Jiang Zixuan, right to Jiang Tianlin's face!! I bet his teeth are in trouble now."
"Magnificent! A side kick from Jiang Zixuan straight to Jiang Tianlin's ribs. Wow, judging by that sound, I wouldn't believe it if less than three ribs were broken."
"Whoa! Jiang Zixuan just demonstrated a beautiful shoulder throw!"
"Jiang Tianlin was thrown to the ground like a sack of potatoes. I bet he's regretting all that pointless trash talk now."
Qin Luo's commentary, full of sarcasm and humor, made the surrounding crowd burst into laughter.
"Pfft, this guy is so funny! Can I get your WeChat?"
"I think Qin Luo is the most normal person in this whole selection tournament. I'm becoming his fan."
"That's right, Brother Qin Luo, I want to be your beauty fan!"
The audience in the stands cheered while comments scrolled rapidly in the livestream.
In the VIP area, Su Muwan's lips curled into a slight smile as she listened.
Hmph! My Qin Luo is just amazing!
But... could these little hussies stop calling him "brother" all the time?
Who do they think they are!
Thinking this.
Su Muwan angrily reached out and pinched Su Bailian's cheeks next to her, twisting hard!
She gritted her teeth and said, "Bunch of little hussies!"
"Wuwuwu!!"
Su Bailian was on the verge of tears from the pinching. Su Muwan!! You bully!
Bullying me again!!
Meanwhile, the female announcer was frantically looking at her script.
Ah... ah.. what am I supposed to do now?
Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Jiang Tianlin was beaten until he was spitting blood, his face twisted in pain.
And in his ears rang Qin Luo's constant mocking and sarcastic commentary.
He was about to explode with anger.
But!
Bang!
Another powerful punch, pffft!
He threw his head back and spat blood, his eyes filled with shock.
No! Impossible!
How can the gap be so huge?!!
Am I... going to lose?!
Jiang Tianlin's eye twitched, and thud!
He was pummeled to the ground again by Jiang Zixuan.
Up in the stands, Jiang Xueqi was dumbstruck.
She clenched her fists tightly. How could this happen?
Why?
Huh?
Jiang Tianlin, how could you be so useless?
Didn't you say you would avenge your previous defeat this time?
I specially arranged this revenge match for you!
But! But you turned out to be such a waste?
Jiang Xueqi's face was filled with disappointment and anger.
She had spent countless resources and called in numerous favors to arrange for Jiang Tianlin to be paired with Jiang Zixuan.
But! But!! Jiang Tianlin!! You're such a waste!!
Jiang Xueqi was about to explode with anger.
But!
It's okay.
She still had a backup plan.
After all... the judges were all on her side!
Jiang Tianlin struggled to raise his head, his eyes full of disbelief and fear: "You... how did you..."
However.
Before he could finish.
Bang!
"Ugh—!"
Jiang Zixuan had already struck the back of his neck.
Jiang Tianlin's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed unconscious.
The entire fight lasted no more than five minutes before it was over.
Jiang Zixuan turned to Qin Luo and respectfully said, "Brother Luo, it's done."
Hearing this, Qin Luo nodded with satisfaction: "Well done."
Then, glancing at the fallen Jiang Tianlin, he said contemptuously, "Trash will always be trash, not even worth a warm-up."
The audience erupted in surprised cheers.
The female announcer finally came back to her senses.
She hurriedly swallowed and said, "The... the first match is over!"
"Please, judges, score the two contestants!"
Of course.
In her heart, she quietly thought, it's obvious who deserves to advance!
Just as she thought this.
Buzz!
Qin Luo pressed the button.
[Jiang Zixuan—10 points!]
[Jiang Tianlin—0 points!]
Seeing these results, Jiang Zixuan felt moved.
The audience had no objections either.
However!
What nobody knew was.
Among the three judges present.
The Divine Doctor and Elma had already been bought off.
The Divine Doctor wasn't surprised at all by Qin Luo's scoring.
After all, Jiang Zixuan had betrayed the Jiang family, so it was only natural for Qin Luo to give him full points.
But!
Too bad!
The Divine Doctor maintained a blank expression, but his heart was filled with malice.
Su Muwan!!!
This old man would rather bear the infamy!! Than let your team member advance!!
He screamed internally, knowing his actions were unfair.
But!!
This old man has been driven to such a state by that poisonous woman Su Muwan!
Not only did the Jiang family beg him to sabotage them!
Even he himself! Would never let that poisonous woman Su Muwan's people advance!!
In the VIP area.
Some wealthy spectators watched with amused expressions.
They elegantly sipped their wine.
How laughable.
This kind of competition, after being washed by time, had long since lost its purity.
Everything behind the scenes could be manipulated!
Even if the audience thinks this is rigged, so what?
No need to wait for the next tournament, even after a month, everyone will have forgotten about the rigging.
And they would be making a fortune behind the scenes.
The winner of this first match was actually predetermined.
Even though Jiang Tianlin fainted and was badly defeated, so what?
The final interpretation... lies with the judges!
Jiang Zixuan, moved, said: "Brother Luo...."
Qin Luo shrugged, glancing at the Divine Doctor and a certain cross-dressing judge, smiling lightly: "Don't worry, anyone here who isn't blind should know how to score."
"Don't you..."
Whoosh!
Qin Luo flashed next to the Divine Doctor, placing his hand on the other's shoulder, smiling kindly: "Don't you agree, Divine Doctor?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
