Zhu Tianqi’s silk scarf was opaque.
Doubled and tied around his eyes, it obscured everything.
Qin Yexuan looked like a blind man.
His words were even more astonishing: "You and I will use the same characters and play the same match. I’ll win by listening to your sounds alone, even with my eyes covered!"
"How dare you! Nonsense. If I still lose like this, I'll never see you again!" Song Qingya shrieked.
She sat down angrily, took a large gulp of cola, completely losing her composure.
Qin Yexuan, blindfolded, skillfully manipulated the keyboard and mouse, a smile curving his lips. "Battle over in three minutes!"
...
Three minutes later, Song Qingya stared at the black and white screen, her mind a blank.
How exactly did she lose?
Was it because she was too angry, causing her movements to falter?
Or had his skills improved further?
But!
He couldn't see anything.
Qin Yexuan removed the silk scarf and slowly stood up. "Every time your character uses a skill, it emits a sound. I only need to hear the sound to know what skill you're about to use. And in the last match, I thoroughly studied your operational habits."
He tossed the scarf back to Zhu Tianqi and, under the astonished, admiring, and disbelieving gazes of the entire audience, walked up to Song Qingya.
He put down the mouse and keyboard, smiled slightly, and with a hint of arrogance, said, "Games are merely a trivial art. I can swat a flying mosquito with a needle in the darkness, guided only by sound. I can also bind a swiftly flying fly with the finest silk thread under the blazing sun."
"Your so-called gaming genius, professional player, and supreme treatment mean nothing to me."
Everyone’s breath hitched.
Was this guy serious?
Could he really kill a mosquito with a needle and trap a fly with silk thread?
Song Qingya silently pushed the mouse and keyboard away. "I still don't know your name."
"My surname is Qin..."
Qin?
A thought flashed through Song Qingya's mind: the divine doctor who cured the old man also had the surname Qin… Heh, what was I thinking? There couldn't be such a genius in the world, invincible in games and skilled in medicine. Then why bother with university? The major powers of Da Xia would be fighting to recruit him.
Over there, Qin Yexuan beckoned to Zhu Tianqi and a few brothers. "Let's go, I'm hungry."
The brothers from Dorm 803 were also full of admiration, feeling incredibly honored to follow him.
It wasn't until they had left that the analyst from Team Song G, trembling, said, "This person has elevated gaming to an art!"
Yes, the ultimate art.
Through the connection of the mouse and keyboard, he had transformed tedious operations into astonishing artistry.
Song Qingya’s eyes shone terrifyingly. "I will obtain this boy at all costs!"
And what Miss Song intended to obtain, she had never failed to secure.
"Follow them. That rich man Li still needs to be apprehended, but if classmate Qin is also present, be careful not to harm him!"
Song Qingya assigned this task to her personal bodyguard team.
These individuals were all international ex-mercenaries, recruited by Song Qingya with heavy investment after arriving in Da Xia, and were equipped with custom-designed weapons.
The five of them were not only proficient with weapons but also top masters of close-quarters combat.
At this moment, five professional experts approached the alley outside the internet café from different directions.
Four of them split into two groups, guarding the front and back of the alley, while the captain straightened his black suit and slowly walked in.
In the alley, Qin Yexuan and Zhu Tianqi were discussing the Lion Camel Ridge Club.
The elder brothers were surrounding Li Fuhao, talking about setting up internet access in the dorm.
As they were chatting happily, they suddenly sensed something was wrong.
The front and back of the dark alley were blocked, and even the light seemed to be obscured.
Only the moonlight cast a cold glow on this narrow space.
The captain in black approached silently and coldly blocked their path.
He arrogantly pointed at Li Fuhao. "I'm ordered to take him to see the young lady. The rest of you can scram. Don't force my hand; I really don't want to be rough with a few kids."
The classmates were terrified.
After all, they had little experience with the world.
Li Fuhao's voice trembled. "Why? What did I do wrong?"
The bodyguard captain sneered. "Who cares? The young lady wants to question you. Hey, are you going to force me to act? Hurry up."
Lao Da rushed forward, shielding Li Fuhao.
Even though he was trembling with nervousness.
Lao Er clutched Lao Da's sleeve, hiding fearfully behind him.
Only Lao San’s eyes flickered, caught in extreme conflict.
He was the most powerful undercover agent from the Daoist sect. If he acted aggressively, Qin Yexuan would surely see through him.
But if he cowered, his conscience wouldn't allow it.
Lao San subconsciously looked at Qin Yexuan.
"Will he make a move?"
At this moment, the black-clad captain suddenly lunged forward, striking Lao Da in the face with a punch that drew blood.
Li Fuhao roared, "Don't touch my friends, I'll go with you!"
He took a gamble and bravely stepped forward.
The captain chuckled and delivered a palm strike to his neck.
Lao Er cried out and grabbed a stone, charging forward desperately, only to be kicked by the black-clad captain, flying over two meters.
Now, Lao San, with a cold glint in his eyes, dropped a Daoist talisman from his sleeve.
"Third Brother!" Qin Yexuan placed a hand on his shoulder. "Let me."
Lao San hesitated for a moment, turned to help Lao Da up, the dazed Li Fuhao painfully got to his feet, and quickly pulled up Lao Er, who was clutching his stomach.
The four dormitory brothers were all injured, but at this moment, they were more united than ever.
The recent arguments were forgotten; they met each other's gazes, filled with emotion.
Qin Yexuan pointed to the side. "You guys go first."
Go?
The four looked at the side speechlessly. Wasn't that a wall?
Had Old Fifth gone crazy?
He wanted them to walk through a wall…
As they were thinking, for no apparent reason, the wall suddenly cracked with a bang, revealing a large opening.
Qin Yexuan smiled. "Isn't there a path now?"
This was truly bizarre.
The four brothers shook their heads, unwilling to abandon him.
Qin Yexuan’s gaze activated the Mind Control technique. "Go back obediently. Pretend this was a nightmare. Don't think too much about it."
The four turned and walked away in a daze.
The captain in black rubbed his eyes, only now reacting. With a swoosh, he drew a telescopic baton, emitting a shrill whizzing sound.
He lunged forward, swinging the baton at Qin Yexuan.
A direct hit would surely result in broken bones and tendons.
*Thump!*
The baton was caught in mid-air.
Zhu Tianqi smiled, her small hand like an iron clamp securing the baton, her eyes filled with amusement. "Did Song Qingya send you?"
The captain struggled to pull free, his expression changing. "Good heavens, a trained fighter."
Zhu Tianqi flicked her wrist. The captain cried out in pain, the baton flew out, and his hand was covered in blood.
Seeing that the situation was bad, the four at the alley entrance rushed over.
Qin Yexuan had been standing there the whole time. He now said calmly to Zhu Tianqi, "Break one of each of their hands, then take the severed hands to see Song Qingya. Tell that woman that if there's a next time, I'll slash twelve marks on her face."
Zhu Tianqi rolled her eyes, raised her left hand, and plucked as if playing a pipa.
Instantly, spiritual energy transformed into swords, flying through the air, severing five hands!