Chapter 681: The Exchange Competition Ends (3k)
“Dada…”
Inside the Ito dojo, short conversations mixed with footsteps. Su Jiu, looking at Kamishiro Fujiye’s stunned expression, walked unhurriedly towards the ring, a slight smile on his face.
“The Dragon Country contestant is back. She was out for about ten minutes, wasn’t she? Wonder what she was doing.”
“Maybe she was under too much pressure from a High-Rank Battle King? After all, she looks younger than me, so it’s normal to be nervous.”
“I just don’t know how she’ll perform against an opponent of this level now that she’s back on the stage.”
Some audience members also spotted her. One person, then two… then their gazes all shifted over, clearly curious and speculating about the young girl who had gone out mid-match to “explore the jungle.”
In the Dragon Country seating area, Lin Chujiu also turned to look at this external aid contestant who was not from the Imperial Capital class. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of doubt about her strength, wondering if she was as powerful as Grandpa said.
No matter how much she looked forward to it, without the opponent’s strength being revealed, it remained a mystery…
Su Jiu ignored the gazes and discussions. Only when stepping onto the ring again did he pause slightly, his gaze fixed on Kamishiro Fujiye, who had his head lowered. He chuckled softly,
“Sorry to keep the young master of the Kamishiro family waiting.”
“Heh heh…”
Kamishiro Fujiye gave a dry laugh, his head still down, his eyes tight. His mind wasn’t on the other person’s words at all. Instead, his gaze was fixed on the bloodstains on the girl’s white stockings, and following the trail of blood, he saw the faintly swaying, pearly white dragon scales of her tail.
He understood that there weren’t so many coincidences in the world. The girl in front of him was likely a high-ranking member of the Shadow Society, but it was unlikely that he would surrender like Suzuki Yoshiko.
Moreover, judging from the conversation with Lin Chuan, the other party hadn’t revealed her full strength, and it was very possible that her parents were the ones with the real power.
Thinking this, Kamishiro Fujiye then looked up, his gaze meeting Su Jiu’s slightly playful face. The panic in his expression had lessened. He exhaled slightly and asked softly,
“I know who you are. I was blind. How is Uncle Lin Chuan?”
“Don’t you already know? Why ask again?” Smiling, Su Jiu asked back in a very low voice.
The referee glanced at the two, then at the three people in the VIP seats. Finally, he raised his hands and shouted, “The match begins!”
“You…”
Seeing the girl, who now seemed to have the upper hand, Kamishiro Fujiye tightened his grip on the katana that had appeared in his hand at some point. Anger flickered in his eyes. He also lowered his voice and said,
“You dare to attack my Kamishiro family, even killing a War God Level expert. Aren’t you afraid of being hunted across Sakura?”
As he spoke, a verdant law halo appeared on the hilt of his sword, and streams of verdant poison gas continuously emerged from the tip of the blade. Small white vortexes began to swirl around the blade.
One wave after another, the poison gas and vortexes mixed together, impacting the energy shield and making sounds like waves crashing against coastal rocks.
“Is it starting?”
Seeing the display on the stage, many people became tense. Although they couldn’t hear what the two were saying, many noticed that their postures of confrontation seemed different from the first time. Even the “ghost fire youth” had put away his arrogance.
“Kamishiro family? You haven’t even cleaned up the mess in front of your own doorstep. Let’s see if the international community will put pressure on your Divine Blood potion first.”
Su Jiu let out a light chuckle, but her eyes sharpened. Her arm trembled slightly, and with a few frosty sword moves, she flashed before him. Her long sword, carrying a chill, aimed directly at Kamishiro Fujiye’s chest.
“Such speed!”
Seeing Su Jiu’s sudden attack, Kamishiro Fujiye’s expression changed slightly. As he raised his sword, he hurriedly retreated behind him.
“Clang!”
The two instantly collided. Several shards of green ice exploded from the point where the sword and saber met. Impacted by the air current, the ice shards exploded a second time, turning into frost that completely covered the area within the energy shield.
Just as everyone was confused about the cause of the explosion, the next moment, a strong force sent Kamishiro Fujiye flying back like a sandbag. He coughed out a spray of blood mist and roared in mid-air,
“You don’t have laws, so why are you so strong?!”
“Could it be that you’re just too weak?”
The petite figure slowly sheathed her long sword and replied with a faint smile. She stomped on the ring and dashed straight towards the opponent.
Kamishiro Fujiye was startled and tried to dodge, but the petite figure stayed close, appearing before him. Her fists, the size of bean paste buns, rained down on him.
“Next time you want to pull a double-cross, remember to pick the right target.”
The girl, like Bruce Lee, just kept punching with a smile. She looked a bit wild, but she wasn’t using much internal energy.
After all, if this young master were to be completely incapacitated, the Kamishiro family would definitely cause trouble for her. A proper lesson was better, and the Kamishiro family wouldn’t prioritize dealing with her.
“Bang bang!!!”
“I… urk urk urk… people… urk urk urk…”
With muffled thuds, Kamishiro Fujiye’s body shook violently back and forth in mid-air, like a corpse that had lost consciousness and the ability to resist. The word “surrender” was stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered completely.
“Stop, stop, stop!!! This is just a friendly match, this Dragon Country classmate, please stop!”
The referee quickly snapped out of his daze, rushed into the energy shield, raised one hand, and shouted.
If he didn’t stop the match, Kamishiro Fujiye would become “corpse on the wilderness.”
Su Jiu glanced at the referee who was about to intervene, then abruptly turned, revealing a gentle smile. She nodded like a lady,
“Yes, then Mr. Referee, please announce the result.”
“Bang!”
The moment she turned, her pearly white dragon tail whipped out as if carrying immense force. Kamishiro Fujiye’s body, like a falling meteor, heavily collided with an energy shield, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
“You…”
Facing Su Jiu’s sudden tail whip attack, the referee was both shocked and angry. Looking at the smiling girl in front of him, he couldn’t help but feel a chill.
The other party was so ruthless. With this blow, Kamishiro Fujiye’s bones were probably all shattered.
Because Su Jiu’s attack was completed in a flash, many people in the stands could only see a flash of black shadow in the arena, followed by a dull thud, and then the once arrogant young man went “motorcycle started”…
Gazing at Kamishiro Fujiye, who was leaning against the energy shield, his neck twisted, and spitting out blood foam, the entire venue fell silent. Stunned gazes stared foolishly at the girl with the gentle smile.
At this moment, countless people felt a chill emanating from their hearts. They turned to look at the Sakura seating, at the equally stunned Suzuki Yoshiko, and seemed to understand why she had looked like a timid lizard.
Perhaps it wasn’t timidity but… an emergency escape!
“Su Jiu… Is she a Demigod Level?”
In the stands, Lin Chujiu and Su Jiu’s older cousin were both dumbfounded. After a long while, they exchanged glances. They had initially thought that even if Su Jiu won, it would take her some effort…
They hadn’t expected her to use the technique of a breakfast shop owner kneading dough to give the opponent a severe beating.
“I need to get the domestic media to do some face-saving work and emphasize that it was accidental. Otherwise, Sakura will definitely issue a condemnation…”
Lin Chujiu glanced at the Mayor of Tokyo, whose expression was a bit grim. She exhaled a puff of smoke with a light smile, then put down her metal cigarette holder and stood up, walking towards the exit.
In the VIP seats, the three War God Level guests were also dumbfounded. After a long while, Gen Takumi looked at Kamishiro Fujiye, who looked like a dead dog, and after a pause, he suddenly chuckled,
“Heh heh… Although this isn’t the Kamishiro family’s chosen son, to be beaten like this by an ordinary foreign student, I wonder what old man Kamishiro Ling’s expression will be.”
The two beside him only exchanged glances, not daring to make any guesses. Even though they were all War God Level experts, in the face of these powerful families, they were just like small boats.
Since the Kamishiro family partnered with the Sakura military and pharmaceutical companies, their influence had surpassed that of the Chuni family, and their arrogance was gradually challenging the top three families. If it weren’t for the lack of a Walker Level existence within the family, they would have been even more brazen.
The referee on the stage saw that the big shots had no objections, and he immediately announced the results of the match. Almost simultaneously, the competition came to an end. As for the one Tokyo University team member who hadn’t competed yet…
The student leading the Tokyo University team was no longer present. According to Gen Jixiang, it seemed it had been raining heavily, and the clothes at home hadn’t been collected, so he had gone back to collect them.
“The competition has now come to a successful conclusion. Let us congratulate the Imperial Capital University on winning. This competition has promoted…”
As the Mayor of Tokyo went on stage again to announce some “procedural remarks,” the match was officially concluded. Meanwhile, Su Jiu received the magic crystals she was due, and the bustling crowd began to be pushed out from the arena.
Wiping her hands, Su Jiu checked the time on her phone. It was only a little past five in the afternoon, and dinner would likely be around eight. She then fixed her gaze on Little Foolbird, who was sitting obediently in the last row.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you back to my hotel. There’s something I need to tell you…”
Walking forward, Su Jiu lightly patted her shoulder. She hadn’t forgotten what “Wei” had said earlier. That thing wasn’t particularly useful to her, but it was extremely precious.
“Okay, the environment where I’m staying is too bad.”
Lin looked at Su Jiu, blinked, and stood up. Then she cautiously took a couple of steps back.
“You go first, I’ll follow behind.”
She then pulled down her sweater to cover her alluring curves, revealing only a bit of her hot pants and the translucent black stockings beneath, giving off a vibe of a Japanese high school girl.
“It’s raining heavily outside. Stay close to me, otherwise, you’ll get wet.”
Su Jiu smiled helplessly and took out a black long-handled umbrella, walking ahead. Lowering her head, she was thinking about the previous problem.
Little Foolbird could be a bird that couldn’t be caged, but she had to have Su Jiu’s mark deeply imprinted on her. Otherwise, she would absolutely not trade with “Wei” for her.
Trading with a subordinate of “Dragon King Level” was a first for Su Jiu. She felt that the so-called “Dragon King” wasn’t even just a Walker…
Pushing open the door to the air bubble stadium, the sound of rain was constant. The half-long skirted girl held up her black long-handled umbrella. After waiting for a moment and seeing no one come up, she was about to step out from under the eaves.
“Dada!”
Her thick-soled shoes splashed slightly on the water. The water’s surface reflected the girl’s figure as she stepped out from under the eaves. She looked like she was walking on a small boat. The next moment, a similarly petite figure suddenly rushed in, like a passenger on Noah’s Ark…
“Why are you walking so fast!”
