I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Zhao Lu rolled her eyes: "Just keep pretending."

At the Hidden Dragon Dojo, Li Qi's aged laughter reverberated throughout the entire office building, lingering for a long time.

At the edge of the arena, several young prodigies watching the battle up close froze in place.

Yin Muhu snapped out of his daze, glanced down at Du Mingluan, who was only 1.6 meters tall, and asked, "Uh... what did you say to Brother Xue at the hotel just now?"

Du Mingluan's lips twitched.

He knew that Xue Jing was very strong, after all, he had a brief exchange with Xue Jing at the dock before.

However, he believed that his opponent was not invincible—anything could happen in actual combat between martial artists as long as the difference in strength was not excessive.

However, now, although he is unwilling to admit it, he is indeed wavering in his heart.

Du Mingluan forced himself to calm his wavering heart and gritted his teeth as he said, "The sword energy is just powerful... as long as I don't get hit, it's fine."

Yin Muhu said incredulously, "If you think that the only thing that makes someone who can unleash that kind of sword energy powerful is their sword energy... then never mind asking you, hehe."

Du Mingluan: "..."

Several medical staff carried a stretcher and jogged onto the stage to check on Li Chengxuan's condition.

"Wow, although serious injuries are common in martial arts competitions... it's rare to see one this bad."

A male doctor looked at the unconscious Li Chengxuan and couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

His body was covered with countless horrific knife wounds that revealed the bone, and his clothes were torn to shreds, making him look as if he had been rolled around in a meat grinder.

In many parts of his body, the flesh had completely separated from the bone, barely hanging on the bone and drooping.

"To still be alive... the vitality of martial artists is truly remarkable..."

The male doctor treated Li Chengxuan's wound for a while, then suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Hmm? Not a single fatal wound? They all just barely avoided any potentially fatal areas. Is it a coincidence...?"

Xue Jing glanced at Li Chengxuan, who was being treated by medical staff. His pupils returned to normal from vertical, and the divine silver-white color gradually faded.

"Chong-"

He twirled his sword gracefully, sheathed the Futu Blade with a flourish, turned and walked unhurriedly toward the contestants' passage, leaving the arena.

"The medical team is treating Li Chengxuan's injury. Hmm, it seems there shouldn't be any problems."

"Now, let's take a look at the slow-motion replay of the match..."

The commentary faded as Xue Jing returned to the players' lounge.

As soon as he entered, Jiang Siwei, who had been waiting, rushed over and hugged him, giving him a playful tumble, excitedly saying:

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing, you're amazing!!"

"You will become the greatest martial arts superstar!!"

A soft touch brushed against his face, and an alluring scent of expensive perfume filled his nostrils. Xue Jing, however, simply pushed her away lightly, saying casually:

"I have no interest in being a celebrity."

Jiang Siwei pushed up her crooked glasses and said with a regretful expression, "That's such a waste..."

She took out her phone, tapped a few times on the screen, then turned it over and showed it to Xue Jing:

"Look at this, the number of reposts is skyrocketing, it's probably going to trend on social media."

Xue Jing glanced at her phone.

The image above shows the interface of a blogging platform. A user posted a video titled "Let me show you my husband."

Clicking on the video reveals footage of him stepping into the ring just now.

Starting from his front, the video is shot from a 360-degree angle, with excellent perspectives, like an art exhibition. The video ends with a shot of him smiling slightly.

This shot is exceptionally well done, especially the final shot which circles around to his face, and he happens to turn his head and smile at the camera... It has a natural and exquisite beauty.

This kind of shot is extremely rare and hard to come by; even if the photographer and Xue Jing worked together to recreate it, it would be difficult to achieve.

Even Xue Jing himself was a little impressed by how handsome he looked in the video, let alone the others.

"Your husband? My husband!"

[How dare you! He's clearly my husband!]

What?! My husband committed bigamy?!

[Haha, can everyone please be normal? Don't just call any good-looking guy you see online "husband," okay? Besides, this is my husband. I hope you'll all have some self-respect.]

Xue Jing glanced at it briefly and saw that the comment section was full of crazy "My husband, my husband" comments. Not only were there female users, but there were also many obviously male users joining in the fun.

The number of reposts below has already reached four figures, even though it was only posted a few minutes ago.

"This scene is definitely going to be a classic moment, the kind that will stay popular for a long time!" Jiang Siwei said excitedly.

"If we strike while the iron is hot, we can quickly build up a group of true fans..."

Xue Jing walked to the table, placed the Futu Knife on it, picked up the mineral water bottle next to him, unscrewed the cap, took a sip, and casually said:

"I already said I'm not interested... I'm just here to play in a competition."

Jiang Siwei sighed with regret, "Okay... I just think it's such a pity."

She paused and then said:

"By the way, Xiao Jing, you need to be careful with the force you use. I almost thought you actually killed your opponent just now..."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Xue Jing said with a smile.

His "Black Sky Blade - Whirlwind Thunder" was the result of his arduous practice in the consciousness space over the past few days.

He simultaneously used two deadly moves, Eye Flow and Whirlwind Thunder. With the support of Eye Flow, his strikes were extremely precise.

The pitch-black tornado-like blade energy completely avoided the 'lines' and 'points' on Li Chengxuan's body, concentrating on non-fatal parts of his body, as if he had activated an 'unlockable cheat'.

If a true expert saw the injuries on Li Chengxuan's body, they would understand just how high the value of that strike was.

"Alright, Sister Wei, I'll head back now."

Xue Jing twisted his neck, picked up the Futu Knife from the table, and walked towards the door.

Jiang Siwei asked, "There are still two matches left. Don't you want to take a look? One of them will be your opponent in the third match."

Xue Jing said, "I won't watch it live. Isn't there a live recording? I'll watch it sometime later."

Jiang Siwei: "Then I'll drive you home."

Xue Jing shook his head: "No need to trouble yourself, I'm just taking a stroll along the road."

He opened the door, left the lounge, and walked out of the gymnasium.

On the way, he opened the panel.

[...Charm skill experience points +68]

[...Charm skill experience points +21]

[...Charm skill experience points...]

The first thing that catches the eye is a screen full of notifications about the increase in charm experience points.

Xue Jing pulled it to the bottom and glanced at the current state of the charm technique.

[Charm Technique Lv10 (10000+/?)]

"Ok?"

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow slightly.

Before he went into the arena, his charm skill experience points were around 4,000, but with so many dense prompts on the panel, the experience points he gained must have been more than 6000.

But the charm experience only showed 10,000... except there was an extra plus sign.

"What's going on... has it reached its limit?"

Xue Jing looked thoughtful.

Is this the upper limit of the Charm skill itself, or is this the upper limit of all normal skills?

"Never mind, I'll know what it's like after I reach Fitness Level 10."

He shook his head and continued looking at the other clues.

[...Fitness experience points +126]

[...Health Preservation Experience Points +58]

[...Aiming experience points +326]

……

[...Military combat experience points +569]

[Military attack upgraded to Lv7 (121/4500)]

Because he was instantly killed by Li Chengxuan with a single strike, the experience points he received were pitifully small, with only decent gains in [Aiming] and [Soldier Strike].

Bingji gained a lot of experience when he killed the sea bee swarm on the ship, and now he has finally leveled up to Lv7.

Xue Jing tightened his grip on the Futu Knife slightly, calming himself down.

This time, he experienced a feeling different from before.

A strange sensation of expansion and contraction, expansion and contraction, emanated from the Futu Blade.

"Is this...breathing?"

Xue Jing was somewhat uncertain.

A knife...is it breathing?

It's amazing.

But apart from that, there doesn't seem to be anything else.

"Never mind, I'll try again later."

Xue Jing closed the panel and took out his phone.