pertwk Chapter 119 Spiritual Cultivator
Chapter 119 Spiritual Cultivator
Chen Chuwei continued with a smile, "Lin Qiye, we noticed that in the previous thirteen matches, you only used a spear. But in your duel with Qin Xiaoxiao just now, you pulled out a small shield at a crucial moment and blocked her fatal counterattack. May I ask, when did you start practicing shield techniques? And why didn't you use it before?"
Lin Qiye thought for a moment and replied, "I just learned it this afternoon, and I don't feel very proficient yet, so I haven't used it much."
"You...you just learned this this afternoon?!"
Chen Chuwei was stunned again.
The live stream fell into a brief silence once again, followed by an even more intense barrage of comments than before.
"??? What did I just hear? Did I just learn that at noon?!"
"Are you kidding me?! You think what you learned this afternoon can actually stop Qin Xiaoxiao's fatal blow in a real fight?!"
"I don't believe it! That's absolutely bullshit!"
"This isn't Versailles anymore, this is an insult to my intelligence!"
Is it possible... he's telling the truth?
"Hey upstairs, are you out of your mind? How could that be!"
Chen Chuwei looked at Lin Qiye and sighed inwardly, "This guy's ability to create a show is absolutely phenomenal!"
She continued with a smile, "Lin Qiye, one last question. Next, you'll be facing your final and most crucial match of the day. Is there anything you'd like to say to your last opponent?"
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, looked up at the camera, and calmly said, "I hope he's a little weaker so I can get fifteen consecutive wins."
After saying that, he nodded to Chen Chuwei, turned around and left the training ground.
Chen Chuwei was left looking bewildered, while the live stream behind her was already flooded with comments.
"Holy crap! That was a perfect 10!"
"Hope he could be weaker? Is that even a human thing to say?!"
"So arrogant! So cocky! But I love it!"
@XiaoYing
@TangDongshan
"@陈仙一"
The three people being tagged in the barrage of comments are none other than the top three most outstanding talents currently ranked in the world!
……
Chen Chuwei had just finished her interview when she quickly returned to the official live broadcast room office located backstage at the martial arts arena.
The atmosphere in the office was tense and busy.
The person in charge, a young male teacher with a calm demeanor, immediately gathered several core members together, including Chen Chuwei, who had just finished an interview.
"Alright, everyone," the male teacher tapped the table and got straight to the point, "For the last match tonight, our station needs to select two key battles for live broadcast and commentary. The battle between Chen Xuanyi, who is first, and Hao Linjun, who is ninth, in Arena 1 is a must, no objections."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, before posing the question: "The key is the second match. We have two choices: Arena 2, where Tang Dongshan, ranked second, will face Liu Zhenlong, ranked seventeenth; and Arena 3, where Xiao Ying, ranked third, will face Lin Qiye, the dark horse who just achieved a fourteen-game winning streak. Which match do you think we should choose?"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone said, "Teacher, I think we should choose Arena Number 2. Tang Dongshan and Liu Zhenlong are both top-tier prodigies with well-established reputations. Their duel will definitely be a clash of titans, full of exciting moments!"
"That's right. Although Lin Qiye is a dark horse, he is, after all, from humble beginnings. His background and strength are still far behind Xiao Ying, who is ranked third. This match will probably be one-sided, with little suspense and not very entertaining."
The teacher in charge listened to the discussion but did not immediately express his opinion. Instead, he turned his gaze to Chen Chuwei.
"Chu Wei, what do you think? You just interviewed Lin Qiye, and he's incredibly popular right now..."
Chen Chuwei recalled Lin Qiye's calm and polite demeanor and sighed inwardly.
In the final match, facing Xiao Ying, the top prodigy ranked third, Lin Qiye was destined to lose.
Well, since you're being so nice, I won't recommend you go up to the front desk and embarrass yourself.
So Chen Chuwei said, "Teacher, I think Lin Qiye's attitude was indeed very good, and he cooperated well with our interview. However... in terms of ability, there's still a significant gap between him and Xiao Ying. I'm personally worried that if this match is broadcast live on CCTV, the large skill gap might make the match less entertaining and affect our station's ratings..."
Upon hearing this, the teacher in charge pondered for a moment.
The concerns of several key members are not without merit.
Although Lin Qiye, the dark horse, brought huge traffic and buzz, the final thing to watch on CCTV's live broadcast is the excitement of the match itself.
A one-sided victory with no suspense is indeed unlikely to attract viewers.
In comparison, the showdown between Tang Dongshan and Liu Zhenlong is undoubtedly a safer and more secure option.
"Alright," he finally nodded and made his decision, "then we'll go with Arena 2. Chu Wei, please continue to follow the matches at Arena 3 and be ready to cut to some exciting moments."
"Okay, teacher." Chen Chuwei nodded in agreement.
……
In one hour, the final match of the first stage of the school entrance exams will begin.
In the live broadcast room of the official Wuhan University channel, two top-notch commentators were already in place.
The male commentator enthusiastically introduced, "Good evening, everyone! Welcome to the live broadcast of the Galaxy Martial Arts University's freshman entrance exams! Tonight, we will be focusing on two highly anticipated matches! First up is Arena 1, where Chen Xuanyi, ranked first among this year's freshmen, will face off against Hao Linjun, ranked ninth!"
The female commentator added in a sweet voice, "Yes, another highly anticipated match will take place in Arena 2! It will pit Tang Dongshan, ranked second overall, against Liu Zhenlong, ranked seventeenth! These two matches can be considered a preview of the most elite freshmen's strength, and are absolutely not to be missed!"
As they introduced the training grounds, the attention of most of the audience was drawn to training grounds number 1 and 2.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room of Arena No. 3 was equally enthusiastic.
Although it was not selected by CCTV, the final battle at Arena No. 3 still attracted more than 100,000 spectators.
In the live stream room, the barrage of comments surged like a tidal wave.
"Holy crap! It's Xiao Ying! One-Shot Bro actually got matched with Xiao Ying!"
"This is going to be interesting!"
"This is definitely the most anticipated match of the night!"
"Who do you think will win? I bet on Xiao Ying!"
"I bet on Brother One-Shot! His martial will is unparalleled; if Xiao Ying is suppressed by his aura, he will undoubtedly lose!"
"Xiao Ying is awesome! Fifteen consecutive wins, let's take it!"
"That guy on the other side, even though he's fierce, has met his match with Xiao Ying. It's time for him to meet his end!"
"Exactly! Xiao Ying is a spiritual cultivator; the suppression of martial will is completely useless against him! Without the advantage of martial will, that one-shot guy is just an ordinary gunner of E rank!"
"That's right! Go Xiao Ying! Beat him!"
"Bullshit! Our Brother One-Shot relies on strength, not some vague martial intent!"
"Exactly! Didn't you guys see Brother One-Shot's marksmanship and strength? Even without martial intent, he can still pierce through the opponent!"
"What's so great about spiritual cultivators? They still get beaten to a pulp!"
"Go One-Shot Bro! Fifteen consecutive wins, create a miracle!"
Lin Qiye walked into the training ground and saw his last opponent.
A tall boy with sharp, hawk-like eyes stood quietly in the center of the field.
At his feet were more than a dozen standard alloy weapons scattered haphazardly!
Knife, gun, sword, club, axe, hammer...
He took almost everything on the weapon rack and placed it in front of him, like he was setting up a stall.