Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

Eileen, who was at the highest point of the audience, narrowed her eyes, then turned to the smiling white-bearded old man sitting next to her: "That child is..."

The white-bearded old man stroked his beard with a chuckle and nodded to Eileen.

"Hmm..." Eileen fell into deep thought, seemingly lost in thought.

It has to be said that Grey's performance was outstanding. Which student who came to participate in the competition wasn't confident in their own abilities? But this girl simply slapped her opponent and instantly defeated her. While this brought her immense popularity, it also put tremendous psychological pressure on the other contestants. What would they do if they encountered her? After all, this girl didn't even use magic. It would be too embarrassing to be slapped off the stage.

The rules of this competition are actually quite unfair, and there is a lot of luck involved. Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, if you encounter an opponent who counters you in the first few rounds, you still won't get good results.

Summer Night felt even more nervous in the lounge. Were all the participants in this competition monsters? How was she supposed to compete? She might as well just surrender!

Carlo was also very surprised. In his eyes, the girl on the field just now was like a female version of Mil. Putting aside the strength of her abilities, her brute strength alone was enough to make them crush ability users who were slightly higher than them when they were at a lower level. And this kind of opponent was exactly the kind of opponent Carlo didn't want to encounter. He would be beaten half to death by her before he even started to use his abilities on her. What was the point of playing then?

And so, with Xia Ye feeling uneasy, two more matches took place. As it turned out, Xia Ye's worries were completely unfounded; not all the participants had the monsters mentioned earlier. The next two matches were much more normal, fully demonstrating the power of those with mysterious abilities to Xia Ye.

A superpowered individual initially overwhelmed a mystical individual, who then used various forms of magic to restrain him. Eventually, the mystical individual used some unknown method to render the other immobile and thus secured victory. Throughout the entire encounter, the superpowered individual never actually touched the hem of the mystical individual's clothing.

But this only increased Xia Ye's pressure. Look at how other people's mysterious ability users fight! They use all sorts of flashy skills to make their opponents' scalps tingle. Then look at himself. He hasn't learned much useful magic yet. His favorite fighting method is still to slap magic in the face. Although slapping magic in the face with D-rank magic is not weak, he still has to kneel down when he encounters an ability user of the same level.

What are the characteristics of people with mysterious abilities? Isn't it just that they have a strange number of skills? Look at Xia Ye, he only has about ten basic spells in total, including the ones he learned.

Thinking of this, Xia Ye looked at Xiao Lu standing on the judges' platform with a resentful expression. This girl actually only let her participate in the competition because she thought it was troublesome to be a judge and teach at the same time! How despicable is this teacher? Would it kill her to give her a few days off?

Seemingly sensing Xia Ye's gaze, Xiao Lu, carrying two pigeons, smiled sheepishly in Xia Ye's direction. This smile only made Xia Ye more desperate—it seems even you don't think I'll win!

Just then, the two fighters on the field decided their match. Both were tough and resilient, and after more than an hour of wrestling, neither side had gained the upper hand. Now, one of them had finally surrendered because he needed to use the restroom, and most of the audience had already fallen asleep.

"Next match: Mir from Yumi Chuxi Academy versus Rupp from Jiali Shield Academy."

Hearing Xiaolu's voice, Xia Ye remembered that the next match was supposed to be Mir's game, but that guy didn't show up at all today. Could he have stood her up?

Of course, Mil wouldn't really stand someone up. After all, he was still eyeing the prize money. If he had earned that prize money himself through hard work, Eileen probably wouldn't have felt comfortable taking it.

The reason he hasn't appeared yet is because isn't that how protagonists are? Just when everyone thinks he's not coming, he suddenly and dramatically appears. That's exactly why Mir hasn't appeared in people's sight.

Just as Mil's opponent, Rupp, was wondering on stage why his opponent hadn't arrived yet, Mil's voice rang out:

"Here he comes!" Accompanying this was his heavy, unusual footsteps.

Chapter 166 A Match That Ended Before It Even Began

As everyone knows, Mir is a model student in a modern, otherworldly society.

Although Mir is full of mischievous ideas when he gets going, and completely reckless, he always keeps his promises. Take this competition, for example. Since he agreed to participate, he wouldn't stand everyone up or break the rules. So he took the long, tedious rules and read them word for word. Where can you find a young man like him these days?

Why would he even look at that list of rules that nobody pays any attention to? The sheer number of rules on it would deter anyone who wanted to take a serious look. Wasn't his goal simply to cause trouble within the bounds of the rules?

Let's take a look at this rule: Magical items and firearms are not allowed, except in special circumstances. However, other melee weapons or items that can be used as ordinary melee weapons may be used.

This rule is quite reasonable. After all, some ability users specialize in gunplay, swordplay, archery, and the like. If they don't have a weapon, the power they can unleash will be reduced. However, the rule only states that magical items and firearms cannot be used, without any restrictions on other types of weapons.

Therefore, it was perfectly reasonable for Mil to carry a section of the Phase Train carriage onto the stage as a weapon to prepare for the match.

"What the hell!" Xiao Lu angrily slammed her fist on the table in front of her: "Your opponent is practically scared to death!"

Upon hearing this, the player named Rupp turned bright red. Did this referee even know how to speak properly? Saying he was about to pee his pants in front of so many people? Although he did feel a little like it…

"What's wrong?" Mil, with one hand supporting the carriage and the other picking his nose, said, "Don't deny it. I've read that rule more than ten times. It doesn't say that you can't use a carriage as a weapon."

Although the rules state that magical items are not allowed in the competition, once the Phase Train's carriages are detached from the engine, they can no longer be considered magical items. At most, they are just ordinary carriages made of special metals, which are many times heavier and harder than the carriages of trains in the real world.

Therefore, Mil's use of it as a weapon did not violate any rules.

The audience members were utterly astonished. They hadn't expected to encounter such a bizarre contestant in the competition. Putting aside her strength, which might be a racial advantage, what was with carrying a section of a train car into the competition? Was she trying to make the competition even more unbearable? She was even more outrageous than the girl in the second round!

At the highest point of the audience, the old man sitting next to Eileen had a twitching mouth. He originally thought that his student's slap that instantly defeated the student from Eileen Academy was already eye-catching enough. He felt as satisfied as if he had defeated his old friend. He never expected that the other party would retaliate so quickly. His student's legs were trembling.

The old man's lips twitched as he looked at Eileen: "This kid... is he your adopted son?"

He then noticed that Eileen's lips were also twitching, as if the boy on stage was not acting under her instructions.

"Hmm." Eileen covered her face with her hands: "He's a very troublesome kid."

"Haha." The old man chuckled awkwardly twice, then flattered, "That really is a case of a tiger mother begetting a dog son."

Upon hearing this, Eileen wanted nothing more than to beat this old geezer to death. What did he mean by "like mother, like son"? Was he implying that she was a tigress?

At that moment, Eileen noticed that Lu, sitting in the referee's seat, was looking at her with pleading eyes, as if she wanted her to discipline her son.

Eileen simply turned her head to the side, pretending not to see it, out of sight, out of mind.

You brat! It's not appropriate to teach you a lesson in front of so many people, but wait until we get back, I'll show you what I'm made of!

Meanwhile, the students of Jiali Shield Academy felt their hearts were breaking. Their beloved mascot had been staring at this guy with starry eyes ever since he made his bizarre entrance. If they hadn't stopped her, she might have already rushed over to chat with him.

The boys and girls from Jiali Shield Academy glared at the annoying guy on the stage with murderous intent.

Milton on the stage suddenly felt like he was being targeted; if it weren't for the many people around, he would have already thrown the carriage towards the source of his feeling.

"Well then, Xiao Lu, hurry up and announce the start, I can't wait any longer." With that, Mil swung the carriage he was carrying without shaking at all, as if he couldn't wait to smash it into the face of the person in front of him. The audience watched with trepidation, afraid that he would accidentally throw the carriage at their faces.

Would you be scared if a train carriage hit your face?

Before Xiao Lu could even speak, the person opposite her immediately stretched out their hands and collapsed to the ground, shouting, "I surrender! I surrender!"

Are you kidding me?! Even if the other party didn't lift the train car, do you think they could fight? He himself is a strength-type ability user, but he can't guarantee he could lift the Phase Train car so easily; he might even lose all his strength from the weight. How could he possibly fight a male version of his junior sister?

Seeing his student surrender so pathetically, the old man's face darkened. He could understand his student surrendering, after all, the opponent was too cunning, but what was he trying to do by surrendering so cowardly? Was he trying to embarrass himself?

"Huh? That's so boring." Mil seemed a little disappointed. "Let me smash it once, just once."

He just stepped onto the stage and hasn't even shown his skills yet, how did he win?

(You're already eye-catching enough.)

"Ahem, then I declare that the winner of this match is Mil from the American Morning Evening Academy!" As she announced this, Xiao Lu felt a sense of relief; she really didn't want to be the referee for this match.

It seems we'll have to add a rule from now on: the Phase Train carriages are not allowed to be used as weapons. I bet the people who participate in the competition will be completely baffled when they see this rule.

Mir was extremely disappointed with his inability to perform, so he threw the carriage onto the platform and prepared to leave. The carriage landed on the platform with a loud "bang," creating a large crater.

"Hey! Get him out of here! Don't disturb the other players' game!" Xiao Lu pointed at Mir in exasperation.

Helpless, Mir dragged the carriage away. After leaving the playground, he threw the carriage anywhere and smashed several other vehicles before striding arrogantly toward his college's lounge.

In short, although the competition was over before it even started, Mir made a lasting impression on all the freshmen and people from other schools with his unique way.

Chapter 167 The Brainless Grey

Upon arriving at the lounge, Mil waved to the group that was already there: "Hey!"

"Hey my ass!" Carlo yelled, drawing the attention of Sack, who was standing nearby, because Carlo spat on Sack's face. "You just got back and you're already causing trouble?"

“The rules don’t say it’s not allowed,” Mir argued.

“There might be a similar line in the future.” Sack wiped his face with his clothes, then rubbed them on Carlo’s face, and asked, “Carlo said you were kidnapped, are you alright?”

That was just empty concern. What could possibly happen to a tough guy like Mir? The fact that he came back means the people who kidnapped him were in trouble.

Unexpectedly, Mir pursed his lips and said with a pained expression, "How could it be alright?"

Sack and the others were all shocked to hear this. Is there anyone in the world besides the Dean who can make this guy lose face?

Then, Mill continued: "Those guys were so poor, they didn't have a single penny to their name."

The group of people who heard this were speechless. It seemed that what this guy cared about most was whether he could get something.

Carlo wasn't surprised by Mir's arrogant words. After all, apart from Her Majesty the Empress, the Dean was the strongest fighter in the world. Even among A-rank fighters, not everyone had such incredible power as the Dean. Everyone said that the Dean was the person in the world whose strength was closest to that of an angel.

However... the Dean is already so strong, and she is so close to Her Majesty the Queen, so why would Standin dare to offend her?

Unlike Carlo, the others were clearly more concerned with something else.

"Mill." Vilse sat on the sofa and patted the seat next to her, gesturing for Mill to sit down. Mill didn't hesitate and plopped down in her seat.

Seeing that Mil had sat down, Viers asked, "I heard that the Dean gave birth to a daughter for Her Majesty the Queen, is that true?"

As Erin's adopted son, Mir is definitely a party involved. And since a little princess suddenly appeared in their kingdom, shouldn't they be concerned about her?

Upon hearing this, everyone except Ula, who was petting the cat, turned their attention to this, clearly indicating that this kind of thing was quite attractive to them.

But Xia Ye's mindset was different from theirs. She was not a native of this world, so she naturally didn't feel anything about the kingdom having an extra little princess, even though her current household registration was in the Rainbow Wing Kingdom.

Xia Ye felt a sense of superiority. While everyone else was asking Mir for help, she was already very close to that little princess (in her own opinion). Don't get the wrong idea, it was the kind of closeness between an older sister and the little girl next door.

Mir picked his nose: "Ah, you can assume that's true."

The only thing wrong with this is that his original body isn't his biological child either; otherwise, there's no difference, and he's too lazy to explain anything.

Then his friends started asking him all sorts of questions, but they didn't get any useful information out of him.

Suddenly, the door to their lounge was violently flung open, drawing everyone's attention.

Especially for Mir, this kind of entrance is usually his own exclusive style. Who else would dare to be so arrogant?

"Yay!" A cheerful girl's voice rang out, and a pink-haired girl with twin tails appeared in front of them. "Excuse me, is this the rest room for Mei Chuxi's special class?"

“No,” Mil replied without hesitation, “You’ve gone to the wrong place.”

"Huh? You're kidding!" The pink-haired girl looked incredulous. "It's clearly written on the door."

"No, that's not right." The pink-haired girl seemed to realize something and pointed at Mil, saying, "Whether this is it or not, I came here to find you!"

"Looking for me?" Mil raised an eyebrow. "Could it be that you're captivated by my handsome appearance and want to join my harem?"

His words drew disdainful looks from his companions.

Don't you have any self-awareness about whether you have the means to build a harem?

"No! What was that during your match just now?" The pink-haired girl clenched her fists, her eyes sparkling. "It was so cool! How come I didn't think of that?"

Upon hearing this, the group finally took a proper look at this energetic and adorable girl and realized that she was none other than the female version of Mir from the second match.

"Is it cool?" Mil struck a JOJO pose.

"Wow! I don't know what's so great about this weird pose, but for some reason it just looks really cool!" The pink-haired girl continued her starry-eyed offensive.

Holy crap! We're doomed!

Sack and Carlo stared in horror at the pink-haired girl; she was totally in cahoots with Mil!

"Junior Sister..." A frustrated voice came from outside the door.

At this moment, the group of young men and women stood outside the door, looking at them with mournful eyes, their resentment almost tangible.