Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 161 Another Potential Queen Bee

"Hey! Actually, there's something for you inside too."

Jiang Lang has done many shady things, so he has told a lot of lies, but he has rarely felt like he was lying.

But this time, lying made his heart race and his palms sweat.

He found it difficult to describe the feeling.

But the feeling of both intimacy and aloofness emanating from Bai Zhaoli made him feel suffocated.

"Did you give some to me too?"

Bai Zhaoli seemed dazed for a moment, then glanced at the bag of perfume: "Which one is mine?"

Jiang Lang choked for a moment: "Let me think about it—"

"No need to think about it anymore, can I pick one?"

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Jiang Lang paused for a moment, then said, "Okay!"

Bai Zhaoli smiled, casually flipping through the items, and then casually took out a box, waving it in front of Jiang Lang: "I'll take this one!"

"Um!"

Jiang Lang nodded, and she took a bottle of perfume made from flower petals.

The petals themselves originated from an extraordinary creature of the Hydrangea family in the Azure Vein Domain. Although it is not a species of the same level as the flowers and plants in the human world, its gene sequencing has a high degree of overlap with plants of the Hydrangea family.

It is closely related to the pearl hydrangea.

The white petals have a refreshing fragrance that soothes the mind and body.

Bai Zhaoli observed Jiang Lang for a while, but he did not show the expression she had imagined.

So he breathed a sigh of relief and put the perfume into his bag.

Hydrangea —

The flower symbolizes "missed love".

She felt like she might be going crazy, that she had inexplicably picked this bottle from the pile.

Fortunately, Jiang Lang didn't understand this.

Bai Zhaoli crossed her arms, her thoughts a mix of emotions, but a relaxed smile graced her face: "You're obviously a typical straight man, all you know is buying things for your girlfriend. I can't tell how much thought you put into it."

"Uh, I—"

"Take your time learning! But you can't let it interfere with your important business. I'm risking my life to follow this star, so if you cause a landslide, I won't let you off the hook."

"Don't worry about that, I won't let anything else interfere with the important business."

"That's good."

Bai Zhaoli smiled, then crossed her arms and said nothing more.

After a while, the meeting over there ended.

Ghost Eyes led a group of martial arts students to sit on the sofa in front of the French windows and nudged Jiang Lang's arm: "There are many experts here this time, and it won't be enough for me to train them all."

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "All the top martial arts students in the country are here. Winning won't be that easy. How's the progress?"

Ghost Eye nodded in satisfaction: "These young people are very hardworking and talented. They have basically figured out the characteristics of their constellations."

The invitational tournament came too suddenly, and they were rushed to 100 stars in a short period of time, so they haven't fully adapted yet.

"And as you know, the school level is a watershed moment; the qualities required for combat have begun to change, and that's not my strong suit."

"Um!"

Jiang Lang nodded.

In classical terms from the old era, whether it is governing a country, managing a market, or waging international war, it is divided into three parts, or three levels: law, power, and technique.

For example, wars—small-scale battles, large-scale campaigns, and wars based on an entire nation—require completely different things.

Each requires tactics, strategy, national system, and international perspective.

Each one is important.

However, they are three independent "strengths".

The same applies to individual cultivation.

Below the school level, the goal is to understand one's own combat attributes and train corresponding skills. Although it's all improvisation, it's basically based on established patterns.

Correspondence technique.

At the rank of colonel and above, but below the rank of general, various cultivation styles have become highly distorted. Attribute clashes, psychological warfare, and tactical planning—each of these can determine life or death.

Corresponding potential.

As for those at the general level and above, they have gradually come to understand the rules; with the same radiation pressure, the combat power they unleash is completely different.

Some directly change the mechanism, such as the attributes of the four stars after overclocking, which have a mechanism that can affect the balance.

Some simply unleash numerical explosions, overwhelming all other abilities with sheer force. Take Bai Heng, for example; his combination of several top-tier skills makes him a human miniature nuclear bomb launcher. According to Liu Xiu's estimation, if Bai Heng were to unleash his full power and attack indiscriminately, he could obliterate the entire Shangjiang Island to nothing.

Therefore, even though the radiation pressures of generals are not significantly different, they are still divided into several stages from one-star to five-star.

The martial arts students in Su's group have almost all reached the 100-star mark in a short period of time, and they are probably quite confused.

Jiang Lang couldn't help but ask, "What about the other schools?"

Ghost Eyes smiled and said, "Don't worry about that. Spark's background checks are very strict. There are no martial arts students trying to take advantage of the situation. The participants are basically the same as ours, so all the underground boxing arenas are full of martial arts students from all over the country."

"That's good! What are your plans?"

"They need a real expert to thoroughly humiliate them and open the door to a new world for them."

"I?"

"Oh, this—"

Jiang Lang was a little confused: "I'm only good at torturing people and fighting to the death, not at feeding them moves. Won't my mentality collapse if I get frustrated with losing?"

Ghost Eyes grinned maliciously: "Don't worry! You can torture them as much as you want, in all sorts of ways, as long as they know how they died. As for psychological counseling, leave that to me."

Jiang Lang frowned: "But just being abused won't help you improve, will it?"

Bai Zhaoli smiled and said, "Don't we still have me? You can be the first-level sparring partner, and I'll be the second-level sparring partner. Besides, I had my dad bring in a lot of major-level sparring partners, which is enough for them."

Jiang Lang seemed to be deep in thought, feeling that this plan was indeed feasible.

"Um!"

Let them experience real oppression and more possibilities, and broaden their horizons.

Then, when facing those skilled opponents who have a chance of winning with effort, you can turn around your psychological disadvantage a lot.

Although the psychological pressure is still extremely high.

However—I believe in the Ghost Eye.

In a daze.

Wu Lie's match has already begun, and his opponent is clearly a martial arts performer.

It's a Star Sun Horse, with high attack, high defense, and high movement speed, but relatively low sensitivity.

It was clearly a true man's 1v1 battle against Xiu Kangsu's Wu Lie, but Xiu Kangsu also had a slight advantage over Wu Lie. Whether Xiu Kangsu could win or not depended on Wu Lie's fighting spirit.

Game start.

The rhythm was indeed similar to the stereotype. The opponent charged several times in succession with incredible ferocity. Wu Lie failed to anticipate the attack and suffered a serious injury, with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"hiss----"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but gasp: "Wu Lie's combat awareness is already very strong, how could he not defend against it? Are this year's martial arts students all that fierce?"

Ghost Eyes' expression turned serious: "This is a bit different. It seems like a tough opponent has arrived from Nevernight City tonight. Let's see!"

Jiang Lang nodded and continued watching the battle.

To be honest, at first he thought his opponent was a seasoned veteran at the major level.

It turned out that he really was a freshman, and there were many signs of being forced to grow too quickly, and the mistakes he was bound to make were also evident.

But he just has the air of a master!

He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "This guy has a really strong team behind him!"

"Ours is just as good."

Ghost Eyes' expression turned serious: "Let's keep watching!"

The battle continued. Although Wu Lie was on the defensive, he managed to regain his footing, gradually figured out the opponent's attacking habits, and began to counterattack.

The counter-attack process was too difficult, and by the time they were able to barely gain the upper hand, their injuries were already quite serious.

However, thanks to his excellent physical conditioning, he managed to maintain his own pace.

They finally won in a very dangerous situation.

Next.

One by one, the martial arts performers from Su's group went on stage, but they all encountered tough opponents, and their win rate was less than 30%.

Jiang Lang was sweating profusely. This invitational tournament didn't seem like a sure thing for him to win the championship.

Ghost Eye remained calm: "What the hell are you panicking about? The other team is definitely a top group, guaranteed to make it to the finals. Our new phase hasn't even started yet, we have plenty of room to catch up."

"If that's what you're saying, I won't argue with you."

Jiang Lang could only listen to him, after all, he really didn't have the talent to be a coach or a teacher. He could only teach top geniuses like Bai Zhaoli who had high comprehension. If he taught someone who was slightly mediocre, he would be misleading them.

If Ghost Eyes says it can work, then it can work.

By the time the last martial arts performer was defeated, it was already past seven in the morning.

Ghost Eyes yawned: "Let's go! Eat early and go home to sleep. Wu Lie, it's your treat!"

Jiang Lang scratched his head: "Why is Wu Lie treating us?"

Ghost Eye glanced at Wu Lie: "This bastard always bets heavily on himself before going on stage, saying that only in this way can he unleash his potential. Otherwise, why do you think he works so hard? These days, this kid has made a fortune."

Jiang Lang: "————, this kid is a real ruthless guy."

He glanced at Wu Lie.

Wu Lie scratched his head and chuckled, "It's my treat! It's my treat!"

The group chatted and laughed as they left the private room.

As it turned out, the neighbor next door was also leaving, and the atmosphere in the corridor became quiet for a moment.

Because the group opposite them was the same group that had repeatedly clashed with their martial arts performers earlier that day.

Although they were all wearing masks, their physiques and demeanors were unmistakable.

The other team leader was a tall, intelligent woman.

She's a mature woman, and very beautiful.

But there's a kind of apathetic style.

The woman walked up to Jiang Lang, looked everyone up and down, and asked, "From Qida University?"

"Yes! Who are you?"

Jiang Lang asked curiously.

The woman smiled faintly: "Imperial Capital University, Wang Zhao!"

"Whoa!"

Jiang Lang was startled; he had heard of this name before.

Wang Zhao is a full professor with exceptional academic research skills and strong personal abilities. The group doesn't need any resident instructors because she handles everything from scientific research to martial arts training.

I never expected her to be so young; she looks to be in her early thirties at most.

Ghost Eye nudged Jiang Lang's shoulder: "See? I told you the other side was a finalist."

Wang Cui glanced at Gui Yan indifferently: "You guys are pretty good, you should be able to represent the top level of Qida University, but you have no hope of winning the championship in front of us."

After making those harsh remarks, she stepped aside and left with her students.

"Damn! This woman's a real actress!"

Ghost Eye cursed, staring at their departing figures, his gaze lingering on them.

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "They do have the ability, and they have the right to be arrogant. You don't hate them that much, do you?"

Wu Lie whispered from the side, "Brother Lang, you've misunderstood! Instructor Zhou likes women with big butts who seem sexually frigid. He gets aroused when he sees them."

Jiang Lang: "————"

He looked at Ghost Eye and saw that the guy was holding his coat up in front of his pants, clearly trying to cover something.

He couldn't hold back any longer: "After knowing you for so many years, this is the first time I've known you like this style."

Ghost Eyes waved his hand impatiently: "All you ever think about is cultivation, what do you know! Eat your food!"

Wu Lie: "Look! Instructor Zhou likes to use single rhymes when he's in heat."

Jiang Lang:

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, Ghost Eye: "???"

Wang Cui had her assistant lead the students to the breakfast area.

He then got into the car parked on the side of the road.

She loosened her collar, releasing some of the pent-up frustration from the previous night.

Then I made a phone call: "Mom, guess who I just ran into?"

"Who?"

"The drone you personally selected."

A hint of disdain flashed in Wang Zhao's eyes: "I think he's nothing special! If you want to choose a new queen bee, you don't need to wait until the invitational tournament is over. Just drag Gu Manzhi out and kill her directly, and you'll save yourself the trouble."