Chapter 32 32. It's you, Mu Qingtong
Seeing Wei Shutong so serious, Xia Feng knew that it was difficult for him to explain, so he could only shake his head helplessly: "Old Wei, please stop trying to persuade me. I know what's going on."
"And you know my temper. You want me to bow down to Yan Xujia? That's absolutely impossible! I wouldn't be called Xia if I don't beat the shit out of him!"
Wei Shutong stared at Xia Feng for a while, and his serious expression suddenly disappeared. He patted Xia Feng on the shoulder and grinned, "Not bad, you didn't disappoint me."
"Take this." As he said this, he threw a stone over.
Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, speechless: "No, Lao Wei, are you testing me again?"
"It's not really a test, I just want to see what you choose." Wei Shutong said with a smile, "Since you choose to fight hard, then I will help you."
He pointed at the blue and white shimmering stone on the table, "This is the Unbreakable Stone. Use it when facing a life-or-death situation. It can greatly increase the chances of your spiritual weapon awakening."
"Ah?" Xia Feng stared at the Wujie Stone in a daze. Well, it seems that he doesn't need to buy it himself.
"Although I don't have high expectations for you, I still hope you remember one thing."
"What?" Xia Feng looked up.
"Winning or not doesn't matter, being handsome is a lifelong thing!"
Although the uncle with slicked-back hair is middle-aged, he is still passionate. With a serious and powerful look in his eyes, he said loudly, "Even if I lose, I will lose standing!"
Xia Feng: “.”
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In just five days, the popularity of the fair showdown has reached an unprecedented level.
Although Weiyang College strictly prohibits private fights between students, young men aged eighteen or nineteen are full of vigor and vitality, and a dispute always arises every few days.
It was for this reason that Weiyang College and the Empire's Church of Justice reached a cooperation agreement, namely the "Fair Duel" in the Fair Arena.
The Fair Arena is open one day every month for students to resolve disputes.
As long as both parties place their bets within the scope permitted by the imperial law and sign a fair contract, under the watchful eye of the Just Star God, no one can escape the sanctions of the contract.
For this reason, the eighth of every month is also known as Justice Day.
Fairness Day was quite popular more than a decade ago, but with the improvement of college rules and regulations in recent years, disputes between students have decreased year by year, and Fairness Day has almost faded from people's sight.
But today, Xia Feng stood in front of the French window in the waiting room, looking at the surging crowd outside that filled the huge oval arena. For the first time, he experienced what a huge crowd meant.
Even standing behind the soundproof glass, you can still feel the surging cheers from the outside.
This arena is the size of three football fields. There are more than thirty micro high-speed drones floating in the sky. Their detection eyes emit a faint red light and scan the entire arena in turn. The images of the people scanned will be projected onto a huge sky curtain a hundred meters high.
The sky was domed with three arcs forming a semicircular cap, with faces of audience members flashing across it. Seeing themselves reflected on camera, some pumped their fists in cheers, some blew whistles and acted funny, some kissed and hugged, and some even went as far as to place men on top of men.
Perhaps the director who was controlling the drone was disgusted and quickly switched the camera.
A woman's face wearing half-frame gold-rimmed glasses appeared in the camera. When she saw the camera looking over, her beautiful eyes curved slightly and she smiled softly.
"Hiss—wow, this senior is so beautiful! No, she looks so familiar." A pink-haired girl was immediately attracted by the appearance of the woman on the sky curtain.
"Of course she's beautiful, this is Mu Shen!" A boy beside her pumped his fist, his eyes shining, "She's worthy of being my goddess! Her smile is so gentle!"
"Oh yeah, I remember now!" The pink-haired girl suddenly realized, "I saw her at the National Top 100 Spiritual Song Competition yesterday and even voted for her."
"Spiritual song?" Someone was surprised. "What the hell? Mu Shen went to the spiritual song competition? And even made it into the top 100?"
The pink-haired girl didn't expect that all the classmates around her actually knew Mu Qingtong. She was a little happy to recommend her, "Yes, you can go and watch the latest live broadcast replay. Mu Shen successfully advanced to the top 100! Although she sang..."
At this point, the girl paused, a hint of embarrassment on her face, "The singing wasn't very good, but putting aside the pitch, it was still quite nice."
“.”
The moment they saw Mu Qingtong, many people at the venue recognized her.
After all, soul music competitions are very popular, and many people like to follow the emotions contained in soul songs to feel the stories and emotions that the singers want to express.
What Xia Feng hadn't expected was that Mu Qingtong could actually make it into the top 100? With her tone-deaf voice, it was already good enough that she could make it into the 10,000-person preliminaries. How did she get into the top 100?
"Wow, wow, wow, Mu Shen is so handsome, I love him so much~"
There were many staff members in the waiting room, and they all stood in front of the window, staring at the sky in fascination and talking.
Xia Feng was directly pushed from the front row to the back by them. He looked at this group of unprofessional staff in silence, with his eyes twitching slightly.
Well, he finally understood. The spiritual song competition adopted a system of universal voting, so whether Mu Qingtong sang well or not was not the key. The key was that she had a beautiful face that could attract both men and women.
But Xia Feng still hasn't figured out what this World-Destroying Witch wants to do by participating in the Spiritual Song Competition?
The director outside was very bad. After he saw the stunning beauty, he just froze the camera and refused to cut.
But because of this, the heat of the entire venue reached a new peak, with waves of noise and constant screams.
"Ahhh~ I really want to be banged against the wall by Sister Mu~"
This is Ji.
"Master Mu Qingtong! Please step on me harder!"
This is m.
"Shaha~Shaha~"
This is, um, experience it yourself.
"Buzz—"
The cell phone vibrated, Xia Feng took a look and saw it was a text message from Wei Shutong.
[Cheap Adoptive Father: I've found the account that's driving the hype around this fair duel. It's a private ID called 'Red Peach.' This person is very discreet and leaves no traceable information.]
Red Peach? The moment Xia Feng saw the ID name, he knew who it was.
Mu Qingtong, when he was being chased by the Holy Department agents on Bloody Street a few days ago, he seemed to be wearing a red heart mask.
But he didn't understand what this witch was trying to do by making this matter so hot? Did she want to see me embarrassed?
"Buzz—"
[Cheap Adoptive Father: There's another strange thing. Your odds in the underground casino are now 100 to 1, but your fiancée actually bet 100,000 on you to win.]
Xia Feng: “.”
"Okay, okay, Mu Qingtong, you're going to play like this, right?" Xia Feng held his forehead, his eyelids twitching slightly.
One hundred thousand, with odds as high as 100, which means if he wins, Mu Qingtong will get 10 million directly.
Does this guy trust me so much?
No, that's not right. This is not the point now. The point is that this guy is actually hyping up this thing behind the scenes, expanding the scope of the betting, and wants to reap everyone's money in one fell swoop.
It’s worthy of you, Mu Qingtong.
Xia Feng estimated that if this woman wasn't afraid that the dealer would collapse and she wouldn't be able to pay, she might have invested even more.
(End of this chapter)
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