Chapter 212: Chapter 212: The Second Round
The shit-stirrer Ji You, working hard in the stands, kept harassing and attacking others, and even Xie Lingzhi, Lea, Yue Qiguang, Zhang Ye, and others couldn’t stand to watch her shameful behavior.
Xie Lingzhi curled her lips and said: "Enough is enough, if you keep this up, they’ll come back and beat you to death."
If it were her, she would need to see blood to calm down.
Ji You hugged Mengmeng’s head and chuckled: "You mortals wouldn’t understand my good intentions. With such a provocation, for the sake of their faces, of course they have to run bravely and claim their ranks. Otherwise—how could they slap me in the face?"
Xie Lingzhi rolled her eyes: "You’re really so kind-hearted..."
Ji You raised a finger and said: "Hehehe... Look~ haven’t they all advanced?"
At this moment, Sheng Qingyan walked over cursing with anger burning in her beautiful eyes: "Number 4444... you bastard... I’m going to challenge you to a duel now... I’ll let you feel Little Cutie’s rage..."
Ji You let go of the alpaca she was petting: "You want to duel me? Are you sure?"
Sheng Qingyan stood with hands on her hips, angrily cursing: "Be sensible! Accept Little Cutie’s death penalty voluntarily..."
Ji You: "..."
Ji You took a deep breath and said: "If you want to challenge me, please straighten your tongue when speaking!"
Sheng Qingyan: "..."
Sheng Qingyan stamped her foot in anger: "No! I don’t want to! I just don’t!"
Shen Changqing, who followed behind Sheng Qingyan, stopped in his tracks, regretting coming along in the first place and wondering if turning back now would be too awkward?
However—
Ji You seemed to not give Shen Changqing the chance to turn around, as she bypassed Sheng Qingyan and smiled directly at Shen Changqing: "Shen Changqing, you’re really impressive! I knew for sure you could surpass that poor dead Sheng Qingyan."
The ranks were out, and it was precisely because Sheng Qingyan got distracted by Ji You’s remarks that she gave Shen Changqing a chance.
Therefore—
Shen Changqing was the first-place winner of this round of the running race, successfully making it to the next round.
Faced with Ji You’s suddenly warm behavior, Shen Changqing didn’t know how to react, so he stayed silent for a few seconds before saying: "Thank you for your encouragement, Ji You."
Ji You chuckled and said: "Bro, we’re buddies, aren’t we? No need for such formalities between us."
Buddies?
Shen Changqing’s face stiffened slightly.
Yue Qiyuan and Xuzhou, who were following behind Shen Changqing, wisely kept silent.
At this moment, only silence is the best way to combat awkwardness.
Ji You glanced at Yue Qiyuan, without saying anything else, and simply said: "Your performance was mediocre, just as I expected, so you didn’t surprise me at all, Yue Qiyuan."
Yue Qiyuan, who ranked fourth: "..."
What use do I have for your surprise?
What use?
Such a surprise, if you give one to me, I’ll throw two away.
Ji You passed Yue Qiyuan to look at Xuzhou, her eyes flashing with a touch of gratification, and said: "Little Zhouzhou, you did well, keep it up."
Xuzhou: "..."
Xuzhou silently stood behind Zhang Ye, looking around.
Yue Qiguang listened to Ji You’s incessant babble feeling his head ache from the noise, and cursed: "Number 4444, you idiot, that’s enough. Elder Mu was right, give you a stage and you can put on a whole show by yourself. Don’t be too arrogant, daddy will take care of you later."
Ji You raised an eyebrow and said: "Oh oh... I almost forgot you, you haven’t told everyone that your favorite color is green yet."
Yue Qiguang: "..."
Yue Qiguang snapped irritably, "When dad said your star was drawn, it didn’t mean being chosen by Mengmeng counted too!"
And then—
This foolish alpaca, Mengmeng, is actually so blind, developing glaucoma and cataracts at such a young age!
Utterly speechless.
The bragging Ji You was about to drive everyone around her mad when finally, the third match began!
It was a shooting match, a match for shooting with Alliance-standard energy guns.
Sheng Qingyan raised an eyebrow and looked askance at Ji You, saying, "You poor dead broke thing... Little Cutie here is going to show you how awesome I am..."
Ji You huffed, "I don’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth."
Suddenly, Shen Changqing chimed in quietly, "He’s not lying to you, Ayan has been fond of shooting since he was a kid. His skills are pretty impressive, definitely better than mine at least."
Surprise momentarily flickered in Ji You’s eyes.
At the same time, she felt a bit uneasy. But who is Ji You? She could face the collapse of Mount Tai and still keep her eyes open as if she were eating, drinking, and doing her business as usual. Although she had never shot before, she had seen it, heard of it.
All in all, it’s just a matter of aiming.
Hmph.
Chu Jiaojiao had been shamelessly hanging around Ji You the whole time, mooching off the free melon seeds and green tea the shopkeeper gave to Ji You, as well as the alpaca-petting session. At this moment, Chu Jiaojiao patted Mengmeng’s head earnestly and said, "Classmate Ji You, don’t worry. Sheng Qingyan isn’t that amazing. At least when he competes with me, his chance of winning is only about forty-sixty. I’m the forty, he’s the sixty!"
Ji You: "..."
Ji You didn’t want to talk.
Sheng Qingyan covered his mouth, snickering, "Are you scared?"
Ji You clenched her teeth, "Scared of your ghost! Anyway, this round isn’t about just picking one winner."
So—
Even if she couldn’t beat Sheng Qingyan, couldn’t she beat someone else?
Impossible!
She is the chosen child of the gods.
If she were to fail, even the gods would not stand for it.
Very quickly.
The competitors began to enter the arena; the previous round had eliminated 49 people, leaving 50 competitors including Ji You. This time, another half would be eliminated.
Ji You stood up, getting ready to go on the stage, and Mengmeng followed suit. Ji You turned around, looked at Mengmeng’s innocent face, and said, "Mengmeng, stand here and don’t move, wait for my triumphant return. And—remember to pray for me in your heart, you’re a Divine Beast, you have to bless me with some good luck..."
Then—
Mengmeng stayed put, rubbing its head against Ji You’s palm, this obedient appearance left everyone dumbfounded.
Even the shopkeeper felt a pang of jealousy watching this scene.
Ji You walked into the competition arena.
In the interstellar era, space folding technology had made significant progress, such as in this hot pot restaurant’s corner, where there was an open shooting range. It was out of sight usually and would only be revealed when necessary.
In the stands.
Yue Qiguang said, "I bet she misses the target!"
Chu Jiaojiao said, "Yue Qiguang, how could you underestimate Classmate Ji You? I bet she can’t even lift the energy gun."
The people around: "..."