I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"...Then without further ado, let the competition begin!"

As the commentator's voice faded, the referee waved his hand, and a repulsive membrane enveloped the ring. Wei Junwu and the boy named Huang Lu each assumed a boxing stance.

As they began their fight, a cacophony of gasps and exclamations suddenly erupted from the audience.

All eyes were drawn to the players' viewing area.

Because... a boy with eyes as sharp as a hawk appeared there and was walking towards another focus of everyone's attention!

"Wei Junwu's Phoenix Cry Style is also a renowned school in the inner ring, especially in the cultivation of body techniques. It is said to have originated from an ancient martial art called 'Phoenix Transformation Technique' from the old era..."

Yin Muhu enthusiastically introduced the situation to Xue Jing in a tender, girlish voice.

But suddenly, she realized something was wrong.

Everyone around... was staring at him and Brother Xue with surprised and strange looks.

Yin Muhu suddenly turned around, and his pupils contracted to needle size.

Standing less than two meters away from her was a person... who had been standing behind her for who knows how long, ever since just now!

At such close range, and in such a sensitive spot behind her, she didn't notice anything at all!

Zhou Yinglin...

Yin Muhu looked at the sharp-eyed boy with wary eyes, and unconsciously and instinctively assumed a fighting stance.

But Zhou Yinglin's gaze never lingered on her.

"Yin Mei, stand a little further away."

Xue Jing spoke, his voice soft and unwavering.

Upon hearing this, Yin Muhu wiped the sweat that had appeared on his forehead, nodded, and replied with a "yes," then moved a little further away.

Seeing this, Zhou Yinglin stepped forward, stood next to Xue Jing, extended his right hand with distinct knuckles, placed it on the railing in front of him, and looked towards the arena.

All the contestants around them stared at the two standing together, and an eerie silence fell over the scene.

On the arena, Wei Junwu and Huang Lu were locked in a fierce battle, but no one paid any attention to them.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yinglin spoke.

"Xue Jing... I'll give you a chance."

His voice remained as calm as ever.

"After you take the stage, cripple your physical foundation and vow never to practice martial arts again... If you do this, I will spare your life."

Upon hearing this, everyone who heard it widened their eyes in shock.

Whether he was arrogant or not, whether he was faking it or not... he actually publicly admitted that he planned to kill Xue Jing in the arena!

Before everyone could recover from their shock, Zhou Yinglin continued calmly:

"If it were you, you should understand. My suggestion is quite good."

Suddenly, a gust of evil wind spread out from him.

An intense spiritual aura pressed down on everyone around them as if a thousand pounds were falling.

These young prodigies who made it to the U19 finals were all trembling, gritting their teeth and unable to move.

Most of the oppressive aura was directed at Xue Jing.

"You...can't beat me."

Zhou Yinglin said calmly.

The commotion was so great that not only did the audience turn their attention to the fight, but even the two fighters on the stage stopped and looked towards the contestants' viewing area.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the entire Super Arena, Xue Jing said softly without turning his head:

"Don't make boastful remarks lightly, as that will only expose your weakness."

The voice just fell.

“Buzz buzz—!!”

The floor was broken, the fence was twisted, the air vibrated, and the light flickered.

Countless dark lightning patterns radiated from Xue Jing's entire body.

The spiritual aura that Zhou Yinglin had been using to cover him was instantly shattered.

"I'll give you a piece of advice."

Xue Jing slowly turned his head, his silvery-white divine pupils looking at Zhou Yinglin with indifference and contempt.

"...Strength that doesn't match one's words can lead to very serious consequences."

……

(The climax needs a bit of build-up, so please don't rush it. Otherwise, it will be dry and tasteless, and you won't like it. Please give the slow cooks some patience and time... The build-up and development before the battle are all for a better climax. I will write and release the whole thing at once when the climax arrives, so there won't be any hiccups.)

Chapter 246 Crushing! Invincible! Strongest! Completely crushing Zhou Yinglin! The Name of the Demon King Xue! (A massive chapter of 10,000 words!)

The visible black lightning pattern aura continued to radiate outwards, completely dispelling and covering Zhou Yinglin's mental energy field.

The entire super arena was completely enveloped by Xue Jing's 'Conqueror's Haki'.

"Buzz buzz-"

The air trembled as if an earthquake had struck, and everyone felt their skin go numb and cold. They stared in shock at Xue Jing, who had caused this supernatural phenomenon.

Among the more than 200,000 audience members, several thousand who were already physically weak and mentally exhausted fainted on the spot and lost consciousness. This should have caused a riot, but everyone was unable to move under the oppressive force of this tangible aura and had no intention of paying attention to others. Even those who did notice were powerless to do so.

The extremely sturdy walls of the super arena were cracked with tiny fissures everywhere, and the pale blue repulsive membrane that enveloped the arena was constantly trembling and rippling.

The dozens of contestants closest to Xue Jing were almost all gritting their teeth and trembling all over.

"Stab--stab--"

With two sharp tearing sounds, Zhou Yinglin looked down at the ripped parts of his martial arts uniform on his chest and left sleeve, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Among those present, only he and a few other top-eight level contestants used their own mental aura to protect themselves, preventing Xue Jing's domineering aura from emanating outwards and remaining unaffected.

Zhou Yinglin tried to expand his spiritual aura outwards.

But he soon discovered that Xue Jing's aura, marked with black lightning patterns, was extremely powerful. Once his aura expanded outside his body, it would be immediately suppressed and brought back, which was extremely domineering.

Looking at the torn clothes, Zhou Yinglin understood.

This was not because Xue Jing's spiritual energy level surpassed his, but rather due to the effect of some divinely bestowed secret technique.

mere recipients...

The black lightning patterns that had been blooming gradually subsided, and Xue Jing slowly withdrew his 'Conqueror's Haki'. The silver-white in his pupils also faded, turning back into his usual dark brown.

The overwhelming sense of oppression vanished, but no one in the room spoke, silently watching the terrifying young man.

Centered on it, the surrounding ground was cracked, with stones stuck up or uneven and sunken, a scene of utter chaos.

"It seems you have rejected my offer."

Zhou Yinglin spoke calmly.

Xue Jing smiled and said in a completely calm tone, "You worthless bastards, you worthless piecemeal wretch, get lost."

Zhou Yinglin's expression remained unchanged: "You should be glad this isn't on the ring. It would be illegal to kill you in public."

Xue Jing tilted his head slightly to look at him, sighed, and said with amusement:

"If your strength were half as strong as your words, I would really surrender."

Zhou Yinglin turned and left without looking back, saying indifferently, "You will see... the difference between a true genius and an ordinary person, a country bumpkin who doesn't know his place."

As Zhou Yinglin left, the cold, oppressive feeling brought by the two who were locked in a fierce confrontation dissipated.

The once quiet Super Arena was gradually filled with noise.

"Monsters... these two monsters!!"

"It's been so many years since we've seen a U19 player of this caliber. The pressure they're putting on is just too much!"

"Someone has fainted here! Help!"

"Why do I feel like Xue Jing is much more formidable than Zhou Yinglin? His aura is so powerful, it's like lightning!"

"An illusion, it's all an illusion. What I just experienced must have been the effect of some special technique..."

"Try to misunderstand. Old martial arts are not new martial arts. All the techniques are within a rigid framework. This already has an aura that carries substantial physical damage. Even a typical master who has broken through limits cannot achieve this..."

"Could there be some shady dealings involved? Xue Jing practiced forbidden techniques and was still able to participate in the old martial arts competition?"

“Zhou Yinglin participated; he’s a disciple of the Eternal War Master, who would dare to rig things for him…”

"What on earth happened? It's utterly unbelievable..."

The commentator coughed and said somewhat awkwardly, "Well, there seems to have been a little mishap just now, but it's alright, let's get back to the match..."

Wei Junwu on the stage scratched his head.

Although Xue Jing's domineering aura was completely blocked outside the repulsive membrane, he did not personally feel it in the arena.

But seeing the people outside the ring being suppressed by the aura, and recalling the times I had doubted Xue Jing and given him advice on how to deal with Zhou Yinglin...

Wei Junwu had a strange premonition, feeling a phantom pain in his cheek, as if he was about to be struck.

But there was no time to think, as their opponent had already attacked, and the two continued to fight on the stage.

In the spectator area, Xue Jing stood at the edge, placing his hand on the fence that had been distorted and deformed by his aura.

Apart from Yin Muhu, all the other contestants around him involuntarily kept at least thirty meters away from him, as if they were afraid of some kind of ferocious beast.

At this moment, another figure approached him unhurriedly, with an elegant and composed demeanor, exuding nobility and impeccable grace.

"Mr. Xue".

A soft, pleasant voice came from the side. Xue Jing turned to look at Otogisuka who was walking over, and immediately smiled:

"Suzuka-san...were you here just now?"

Otogi Suzuka smiled and nodded, a gentle smile spreading across her flawlessly beautiful face.

"Yes, I've been watching you the whole time."