199: Chapter 199 This is the Concept God! Winning while standing still?

At this moment, on the central big screen, the roster for the fourth group's duel was flashing with golden light.

[Red Side: Class F, Jiang You (4 Wins, 0 Losses)]

VS

[Blue Side: Class F, Hao Yun (4 Wins, 0 Losses)]

Speaking of this fat guy, Hao Yun, it had to be said that in this Hundred Schools League selection trial, he was practically a walking bug, a metaphysical miracle that science simply couldn't explain.

If one had to use a single word to describe his path of advancement, it would be—absurd.

As an awakener of the conceptual Supernatural Ability 'Luck', every single one of Hao Yun's battle videos was enough to make tactical analysts tear their hair out.

When he was in Pool 2, the opponents he faced were all the weakest 'gatekeepers' in the same division.

But once he reached Pool 1 where experts gathered, his luck, instead of being diluted, actually evolved!

In his first match, he was matched against a Class B swordsman who had just been slashed by Lu Xingye to the point of questioning his own existence.

After entering the arena, his opponent was in a daze. Seeing Hao Yun holding a bag of potato chips, he actually hallucinated, mistaking it for Lu Xingye's Black Flame, and was so terrified that he surrendered on the spot.

In the second match, his opponent was a third-year senior from Class A who specialized in fire magic.

As it turned out, right after entering the field, that senior fainted in the virtual space before he could even cast a spell, due to severe overexertion from his previous match.

The most absurd one was the third match. His opponent was an assassin known for hand speed. In the end, that assassin was so excited upon entering the field that his hand slipped; he intended to click 'Ready' but accidentally tapped 'Surrender' instead.

It could be said that Hao Yun's ability to coast to his current record was entirely thanks to his opponents making him look good.

Just when the matchmaking information came out, Hao Yun stood in front of the battle cabin, staring at the two large words 'Jiang You' on the screen, the fat on his face trembling violently.

"This..."

Hao Yun swallowed hard, his heart in his throat:

"Did my luck actually activate? Or did it fail?"

From the data, Jiang You's superficial vitality value was 7.9, which was the undisputed dead last in Pool 1, even lower than many who didn't make it to the finals.

This perfectly aligned with Hao Yun's passive skill of 'matching with the weak'.

But...

Now the entire school knew that this guy Jiang You was the absolute grandmaster of playing the pig to eat the tiger!

Poking Cong Nanshan to death with a single finger, and blowing Zhang Kuang away with two punches—how on earth was he a weakling? He was clearly a living Yama!

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed..."

With a miserable look on his face, Hao Yun reluctantly shuffled into the battle cabin, looking back with every step:

"I'm afraid I'm going to take a heavy beating this time. Brother Jiang's punches are notoriously painful."

"I just hope I can keep my face intact..."

...

Virtual battlefield, random map: Misty Forest.

Hao Yun spawned in a dense jungle.

As soon as he landed, he immediately slid into a bush with practiced ease, holding his head in his hands and shivering, fully prepared to yell 'Brother Jiang, spare my life!' at any moment.

*Whoosh, whoosh...*

The wind blew through the leaves, rustling softly.

Hao Yun stared nervously at his surroundings, terrified that a pair of blue-glowing fists would rain down from the sky in the next second and smash him into the dirt.

However,

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes passed.

In the vast Misty Forest, apart from a few bird chirps, it was terrifyingly quiet.

No terrifying aura descended, and that familiar figure did not appear either.

"Huh?"

Hao Yun carefully poked half his head out, looking completely bewildered:

"Where is Brother Jiang?"

"Could he be camping me? Waiting to deal a fatal blow?"

At this time, the spectator hall outside had also fallen into a noisy uproar.

Because of yesterday's collective 'riot' in Pool 1, over a dozen battles had started simultaneously, making it impossible for the director to switch feeds in time, causing the audience to miss many exciting moments.

To prevent this from happening again and to increase the entertainment value, the school authorities temporarily adjusted the rules:

Today's ranking battles would no longer run in parallel; instead, they would be broadcast live to the entire school, one match at a time!

At this moment, the eyes of tens of thousands of teachers and students across the school were focused on this 'Class F Civil War'.

Originally, everyone was expecting Jiang You to showcase some new instant-kill technique, or to see what kind of antics Hao Yun would pull off.

As a result...

There was only Hao Yun on the screen, sticking his butt in the air and playing hide-and-seek.

The spawn point on the other side was completely empty!

"What's going on?"

"Where is Jiang You? Did he disconnect?"

"No way, how could he be late for such a crucial match?"

The director was sweating profusely with anxiety, switching the camera angles several times, even cutting to a close-up of Jiang You's spawn point, but there was indeed not a soul in sight.

...

Inside the lounge.

Gou Fugui, Lu Xingye, and the others were currently gathered around Jiang You, each of them as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang, wake up!"

"The match has started! Hao Yun went in long ago! You're the only one left!"

Gou Fugui even wanted to reach out and shake Jiang You, but before he could even touch Jiang You's body, he was repelled by a wave of scalding golden energy.

"Hiss! So hot!"

Gou Fugui clutched his hand, staring at Jiang You in shock.

At this moment, Jiang You was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, his eyes tightly shut, his entire body enveloped in a faint golden light. The surrounding air was even distorted due to the high temperature.

His brows were furrowed, as if he was engaged in some extremely difficult struggle.

"He's at a critical moment of breakthrough!"

Lu Xingye stood tall with his blade drawn, blocking the staff members who wanted to step forward to check, his expression grave:

"No one is allowed to touch him!"

"Right now, his consciousness is entirely immersed in his inner world. He can't hear anything from the outside world at all!"

"If we forcibly wake him, at best he'll suffer a cultivation deviation, and at worst his meridians will be completely ruptured!"

The staff member stamped his feet in anxiety:

"But the match has already started!"

"According to system regulations, if a player fails to successfully enter the battlefield within ten minutes, it will be deemed as... a forfeit!"

Hearing the word 'forfeit', the hearts of everyone in Class F sank.

"How much time is left?" Qiu Yunan asked.

"Thirty seconds left!"

Everyone looked at Jiang You.

He remained completely motionless, only the golden waves of energy grew increasingly turbulent, as if a giant dragon was awakening within his body. But clearly, he would not wake up within these thirty seconds.

...

Inside the virtual battlefield.

Red countdown numbers lit up in the sky.

[10... 9... 8...]

Hao Yun squatted in the grass, staring at the countdown, completely dazed.

"This... what's going on?"

"Brother Jiang didn't connect?"

"Could he have gotten an upset stomach from last night's hot pot?"

[3... 2... 1...]

[System Decision: Red Side player connection timeout/failed to enter.]

[For this match, Red Side forfeits.]

[Blue Side, Hao Yun, wins!]

As the massive golden word [VICTORY] burst open overhead,

Hao Yun was teleported out of the virtual space with a blank expression.

When the battle cabin door opened, he looked at Jiang You, who was still 'glowing' on the sofa, and then at the potato chips in his hand, falling into deep thought.

"This..."

"This actually works?"

The entire audience erupted into an uproar.

"Holy crap! Hao Yun won again?"

"A free win! This is a true free win! He won before his opponent even went online!"

"I'm convinced! Did this fat guy bribe the system? Or is he the principal's illegitimate son?"

"Even a ruthless guy like Jiang You is 'forced' to forfeit against him? This luck is absolutely insane!"

Just like that, in this highly anticipated civil war,

Class F's newly appointed mascot, Hao Yun, once again relied on his outrageous, overwhelming luck to seize this crucial victory without shedding a single drop of blood, with his score even temporarily overtaking Jiang You's!