202: Chapter 202 Sorry, I don't hit women

With Jiang You's seclusion ended, the situation in Seed Pool No. 1 has shown a polarized trend.

The leaderboard on the big screen is like a cruel verdict.

The first tier, consisting of Qiu Yunan and Xie Fuyao, is leading the pack with a record of 6 wins and 0 losses!

Qiu Yunan remains strong; no matter who she runs into, she steamrolls them with sparks and lightning all the way.

Although Xie Fuyao had his mentality messed with by Jiang You, his raw strength is undeniable; as long as he doesn't encounter a tough nut to crack, he is as steady as an old dog at crushing noobs.

The second tier is firmly occupied by the two mascots of Class F, Hao Yun and Bai Lan, both with a record of 5 wins and 0 losses, making them the group closest to the qualification spots.

The third tier is the most fiercely competitive; this tier has records around five wins and one loss, and a slight lack of attention will lead to falling behind.

The representative figures of this tier include Lu Xingye, Senior Ji Youyou, Bai Zimo, as well as Gu Changfeng from Class A and others.

...

"Ding!"

As Jiang You pressed that red button, the system's crisp notification sound rang out once again.

This time, it didn't keep everyone waiting long.

[Match Successful!]

[Red Side: Class A Senior, Gu Changfeng (5 wins, 1 loss)]

VS

[Blue Side: Class F Freshman, Jiang You (4 wins, 1 loss)]

Upon seeing this roster, a low murmur instantly arose in the lounge.

"Gu Changfeng? The Sea-Severing Sword?"

"This is a tough nut to crack! Except for losing to that mad dog Lu Xingye, he hasn't been defeated today!"

"Jiang You is in trouble this time; although his aura was quite intimidating just now, that was fake, but the sword in Gu Changfeng's hand is real!"

Meanwhile, inside the battle pod.

Gu Changfeng looked at the familiar name on the screen, and his brows instantly furrowed into a ' river' shape.

"Class F again..."

He hadn't yet walked out of the shadow of being dominated by Lu Xingye's "chuunibyou swordplay" just now, and yet he turned around and ran into the captain of Class F?

"However, that's fine too."

Gu Changfeng took a deep breath, sword intent coalescing in his eyes:

"I can't beat a madman like Lu Xingye, but surely I can't handle a Tier 2 freshman like you?"

"I couldn't teach you a lesson before, but this match is just right for using you to consecrate my sword and secure my top ten ranking!"

However.

When his gaze shifted down and scanned Jiang You's data panel, Gu Changfeng froze, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

Jiang You, Vitality Value: Tier 3 Mid-stage!

"What the... f*ck?"

The usually aloof Gu Changfeng couldn't help but curse out loud at this moment.

"Tier 3 Mid-stage?"

"If I remember correctly, he was still Tier 2 Mid-stage during the match yesterday, right?"

"It's only been a dozen or so hours? Skipping an entire major rank?"

"What the hell was he fed to grow up? Nuclear waste?"

Gu Changfeng's Heart constricted violently.

If the Jiang You from before was a cat with strange methods, then now, this cat has suddenly turned into a tiger!

Although there is still a significant gap between Tier 3 Mid-stage and his Tier 4 Mid-stage, considering Jiang You's previous record of instantly killing Cong Nanshan...

Although Jiang You had an advantage in that match because Cong Nanshan's mental power was somewhat weak, the record of an instant kill was solid and real!

"This match... is not going to be easy!"

Cold sweat seeped from the palms of Gu Changfeng's hand holding the sword.

If it were a normal Tier 3, he could kill it in one sword strike.

But this is Jiang You! A monster capable of killing across ranks; now that his base stats have skyrocketed, just how terrifying must his true combat power be?

"Cannot be careless! Absolutely cannot be careless!"

"If I lose this match, I'll become 5 wins and 2 losses, dropping directly to the edge of elimination!"

Gu Changfeng's eyes sharpened, and he decided not to hold back any strength anymore.

"Even when a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses its full strength!"

"Jiang You, in this battle, I will treat you as a true opponent of the same rank and kill you!"

...

Just as Gu Changfeng was facing a formidable enemy and preparing to fight for his life.

On the other side of the lounge.

Xie Fuyao was sitting on the sofa, holding a chess piece in his hand, but his gaze kept wandering between the big screen and a certain spot in the corner.

When he saw the words [Jiang You VS Gu Changfeng] light up on the big screen, and it showed that both parties [Have Entered].

Xie Fuyao's tightly strung nerves finally relaxed a little.

"Very good."

"Jiang You, this biggest variable, has finally been held up by Gu Changfeng."

A faint smile curled at the corners of Xie Fuyao's mouth.

Although he didn't think Gu Changfeng could win, after all, Jiang You was too devious, but as a sword cultivator, Gu Changfeng had extremely strong attack power and would definitely be able to force out Jiang You's trump cards, and perhaps even consume a large amount of his energy.

"As long as Jiang You is not around..."

Xie Fuyao's gaze quickly scanned the entire room.

That terrifying Tier 5 Great Demon Bai Lan was also nowhere to be seen at the moment; it seemed she had gone to the restroom or to buy snacks?

"A god-given opportunity!"

A flash of brilliance exploded in Xie Fuyao's eyes.

Now, he is 6 wins and 0 losses.

As long as he wins one more match! Even if he matches against a slightly weaker opponent, winning this match would allow him to be the first to break out of this damned selection tournament with a perfect record of 7 wins!

"As long as I qualify, I will be number one!"

"By then, whatever Jiang You, whatever Class F, will have nothing to do with me!"

Xie Fuyao didn't hesitate any longer; his figure flashed, moving as fast as a bolt of white lightning, and he instantly ducked into the battle pod closest to him.

"Bang!"

The pod door closed, and Xie Fuyao's finger trembled as he pressed that red button.

"Match! Match quickly!"

"As long as it's not Bai Lan! Anyone else is fine!"

"Beep——"

The system seemed to have heard his prayer, and only a few seconds passed.

The crisp notification sound rang out.

[Match Successful!]

Xie Fuyao was overjoyed and looked up at the screen abruptly.

However.

The next second.

The smile on his face was like a mirror dropped on the ground, instantly shattering into countless pieces.

It even emitted a teeth-grinding "creak" sound.

That was the sound of him grinding his back molars.

On the screen, two names stood side by side.

[Red Side: Class A Senior, Xie Fuyao (6 wins, 0 losses)]

VS

[Blue Side: Class F Freshman, Bai Lan (5 wins, 0 losses)]

"Heh..."

Xie Fuyao looked at that name and suddenly laughed.

It was a laugh of extreme anger.

It was a laugh of utter despair at this malicious world.

"Bai Lan..."

"It's you again..."

"The f*ck, weren't you not in the lounge?! When did you go in?"

Xie Fuyao felt his intelligence had been insulted.

So this young lady didn't leave at all, and had long since slipped into a battle pod to camp?

Just waiting for him to hit match?

"Class F... are you my nemesis?"

Xie Fuyao looked at Bai Lan's panel, which was still full of question marks, and recalled the various instant-kill records this girl had achieved before.

Fight?

Fight my ass!

If he loses, he loses his reputation, and might even be beaten to the point of having psychological trauma.

If he wins...

Bah! Win my foot!

The opponent is a stat monster; there isn't a single chance of winning!

And the most critical thing is... this girl doesn't know how to hold back when she attacks!

"Hoo..."

Xie Fuyao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried hard to maintain his last shred of dignity.

Since he couldn't beat her, then join... oh no, then cut his losses.

He extended his slender fingers and, without hesitation, pressed the [Surrender] button.

His movements were elegant, smooth as flowing water.

Without a hint of hesitation.

[Red Side Surrenders!]

[Blue Side Bai Lan, Wins!]

As the system's judgment sound rang out.

Xie Fuyao opened the pod door with an expressionless face and walked out.

Facing the surprised gazes cast from all around, he just calmly straightened his sleeves, his tone as calm as if he were saying "The weather is nice today":

"I don't hit women."

"Especially little girls with intellectual problems."

"This point, I'll give it to her."

After speaking, he sat back down on the sofa and picked up his teacup, but his hand couldn't stop trembling.

F*ck the composure!

My mentality is broken!