I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Xue Jing said, "I see."

He didn't look up, his gaze lingering on the document in his hand, specifically on the martial arts style 'Seamless' used by Zhou Yinglin.

The most skillful technique in the world is to sew a flawless celestial robe with a nine-foot-long spear, without the slightest flaw or gap, which is hailed as the most perfect spear technique.

Xue Jing stroked his chin, slightly tempted.

"That sounds really cool, can I sneak a piece of the pie?"

If someone could learn his marksmanship, which he claims to be the best in any field, it would definitely be of great benefit to his path of becoming a master of all weapons.

How can something done by martial artists be called stealing? We're all learning from each other.

"This person is quite strange. I don't know why he would participate in the U19 competition. He has already won the 'Little Dragon Cup' before. Winning another U19 youth competition would not benefit him. He already has one of the pieces needed to challenge for the title."

Jiang Siwei asked in confusion.

"As for bonuses and fame, he probably wouldn't care about those..."

"But no matter what, Xiao Jing, you must be careful. I know you are very strong, but the opponent you are facing this time is completely different from the one you faced in the Fengcheng elimination rounds!"

Xue Jing nodded and smiled, "I understand, Sister Wei."

Jiang Siwei took a sip of coffee and said softly:

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Xue Jing: "Hmm?"

“Someone wants to invite you to meet him through the Galaxy Club’s channels,” Jiang Siwei said.

Xue Jing asked in confusion, "Who?"

"Otogi Suzuka".

Jiang Siwei uttered a name that surprised Xue Jing somewhat.

Although his purpose in joining U19 was to snipe Otogi Suzuka and obtain the "Unsharpened Blade" from him, this purpose should not have been exposed.

After thinking for a moment, Xue Jing asked, "Did he give a reason?"

Jiang Siwei shook her head: "He didn't say... but this person's obsession with martial arts is well-known worldwide. He probably watched your competition videos, thought you were very good, and wanted to have a chat with you on a whim."

"I see." Xue Jing pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Well, it would be good to see him. When?"

If we can find a chance to win the [Unsharpened Blade] before the competition, that would be great.

Jiang Siwei said, "He said you can come anytime you have time."

……

In the afternoon, at the Zhige base.

The rooftop of the building where Xue Jing lived was an extremely spacious training ground, complete with all kinds of facilities.

At this moment, Xue Jing was standing on the rooftop, holding a palm-sized, handleless black blade, which he was examining closely.

"Inch Dragon III Blade-Type Floating Sword..."

This thing is a spoil of war obtained from the Giant God Brigade.

According to Ning Yuantai, it was made from the core organs of a special dragon species called 'Cunlong'.

The so-called 'inch dragon', as its name suggests, is the smallest dragon species observed by humans so far. An adult inch dragon is less than five centimeters long and looks like a flying insect.

Like all dragon species, the Inch Dragon is born with an anti-gravity biofield, allowing it to fly freely in the sky. Moreover, although it is small in size, the concentration of its biofield is higher than that of ordinary dragon species, making its flight ability exceptionally fast and agile.

Based on its characteristics, a weapons company has used its core components to create this freely controllable floating sword, which is used like a flying sword in a fantasy novel.

"Crack-"

Arcs of electricity crackled, and silver-white lightning dragon horns sprouted from Xue Jing's forehead.

He extended a finger, and a silvery arc of electricity shot towards the 'Inch Dragon Floating Sword', attaching itself to it.

The current penetrated deep inside, turning on a switch and activating it. Instantly, the Inch Dragon Floating Sword flew up and hovered in the air.

Xue Jing gazed at the floating sword, controlling it with dragon lightning, slowly circling it around himself.

Previously, although he could use the power of dragon lightning to influence gravity and control objects to move, it lacked practical value due to its high consumption, lack of flexibility, insufficient speed, and insufficient power.

However, this floating sword is different. It has an extremely strong bio-force field, is fast and agile, and was created as a weapon with considerable destructive power.

Originally, this thing required implanting a remote control into the brain to control it via brainwaves, but Xue Jing obviously didn't intend to put any foreign objects in his body, so he tried attaching the dragon thunder to it to simulate brainwave control.

In this way, the dragon lightning does not need to be converted into gravity, so the consumption is very small. The floating flight relies entirely on the force field of the floating sword itself, and the dragon lightning only acts as a remote control.

As the floating sword continued to circle, Xue Jing became more and more skilled at controlling it. He glanced at the alloy dummy punching post next to him and snapped his fingers.

"call out--"

Silver lightning flashed across the black floating sword, which suddenly accelerated and thrust straight toward the fist-shaped target.

During the process, Xue Jing suddenly had a thought, and countless shadowy currents wrapped around the floating sword, covering it with a layer of black flames. At the same time, silver electric currents burst forth, transforming it into a sword of black flames and white lightning.

"呲-"

Without any obstruction, the floating sword passed right through the fist-shaped stance's chest.

Seeing this, Xue Jing nodded.

"It is proficient in all weapons; this is the flying sword."

……

Chapter 221 Xue Jing is an 'anomaly', and the battle begins five seconds after he meets Otogi Suzuka (4K)

In a certain dojo in Yuancheng.

Otogi Suzuka knelt on the ground, with a tea table in front of her, on which were two cups of greenish-yellow tea.

Opposite him was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged.

He was a very strange middle-aged man. His appearance was ordinary, neither good nor bad. His build was average, neither short nor tall. His clothes were plain, neither trendy nor unfashionable.

Such a person, who would not attract more attention than a stone if thrown on the street, exudes a creepy and eerie aura.

Distorted, incongruous... It's like an African elephant appearing in an Arctic glacier, or a dish of stargazing placed in the middle of a Manchu Han Imperial Feast—it has a strange, 'different style'.

This obvious and extremely incongruous feeling will make anyone who sees him extremely irritated, as if a thorn has been stuck in their flesh, making them want to pull him out on the spot and feel an instinctive aversion to him.

But Otogisuka seemed oblivious to this; his androgynous, beautiful face showed no sign of disgust. Instead, he smiled, gestured for her to proceed, and softly said:

"Mr. Fox, please try this. It's Gyokuro tea from my hometown."

The middle-aged man, referred to as Mr. Fox, didn't touch the cup of tea in front of him. Instead, he shook his head and looked around, seemingly curious, and asked:

"Isn't your family one of the six major financial groups in the Far East? How come your place is so shabby?"

His voice was quite peculiar, with a subtle emphasis, giving the impression that two people were speaking at the same time, overlapping each other, a voice that was both deep and high-pitched.

Otogi Suzuka smiled slightly and said, "So-called zaibatsu are not born as zaibatsu. My ancestors in the Edo period were just 'Otogi-shu' (a profession of chatting with employers) in a minor noble family. They were lowly people who were not even qualified to have a surname. It was not until after the Meiji Restoration that citizens could take a surname and that I got the surname Otogi."

"One of my family's precepts is to never forget the origin of the surname Otogi, to always remember our humble origins, and never to be arrogant."

"When you're in a foreign land, having a place to stay is already a blessing; how can you ask for more?"

Mr. Fox gave him a cryptic look, a smile playing on his lips: “Your Chinese is quite good, but it’s too formal, not conversational enough, and a bit too stiff.”

Otogi Suzuka humbly replied, "I am still studying hard."

Mr. Fox stroked his chin, staring at Suzuka Otogi with a strange expression:

“I’ve met quite a few Far Easterners in the organization, but you’re the first one who’s as ‘normal’ as you.”

Otogi Suzuka took a sip of tea, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Should I be happy?"

Mr. Fox shook his head: "I'm just saying, you can just take it with a grain of salt. In our organization, are there any truly normal people? Even those who seem normal on the surface are just anthropomorphic."

Otogi Suzuka smiled and said, "Mr. Fox's words make me feel complicated."

"Alright, I came to see you this time because I need your help with something." Mr. Fox picked up the Jade Dew Tea from the coffee table.

Otogi Suzuka said, "Please speak."

Mr. Fox downed his tea in one gulp, smacked his lips, and said:

"You know Xue Jing, right?"

After speaking, he suddenly paused, as if he had received some information, and said in realization:

"Oh, by the way, you'll be meeting him soon."

Otogi Suzuka narrowed her eyes.

“I hope you can lose to him… lose to him as subtly as possible, as if you really lost,” Mr. Fox said leisurely.

"Why?" Otogi Suzuka asked.

Mr. Fox held up one finger and said:

"This person possesses an extremely complex collection of 'anomalies,' which will continuously involve countless causes and effects. If allowed to grow and develop, it will one day bring tremendous upheaval to the entire world."

"In our industry, we call this kind of person an 'outlier'."

He pointed at Otogi Suzuka: "But he hasn't had enough time to grow... and you are too strong."

"I need you to become bait, feed him, and help him go further."

In return, I'll tell you three things you want to know.

After a pause, Mr. Fox continued, "Anything."

Otogi Suzuka did not speak immediately. Instead, she took a sip of tea, placed the teacup on the coffee table, and then rested her hands flat on her thighs, her posture straight and graceful.

He shook his head and said:

"I reject."

Mr. Fox's expression remained unchanged: "Oh?"

"Mr. Fox, if I may be so bold, you are insulting the martial arts."