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Chapter 812

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"Master Yun Li, I feel I'm not fully prepared yet."

"San Yue, preparation is never sufficient."

Yun Li pulled San Yue Qi to the athletes' hall, which was already packed with people. After passing through the corridor, they quickly saw Xi Kui, who had come to meet them.

Xiyuki couldn't help but laugh and said, "I have already received the notice from Lord Yusong, and I have come specially to receive the two of you. Speaking of which, the matter of San Yue Xiaojie substituting for Yan Qing Xiaowei to guard the arena has already been announced. Just now, when I passed through the athletes' hall, I heard the athletes discussing heatedly, and the most common question was—'Who is San Yue Qi?'"

""If they ask, how should San Yue Xiaojie introduce herself? Are you prepared?""

——

Miss Kaguya wants me to confess.

""I'm just a passing nameless guest—how about that? It both shows my own strength and subtly highlights the strength of the Astral Express, isn't that low-key and cool?""

Fujiwara Chika paced back and forth in front of the desk, her pink hair swaying before Shirogane Miyuki.

""Isn't this a bit too deliberate?" Ishigami asked."

""Deliberate? This is San Yue Qi's arena debut, the chance to make a name for herself is right before us. As the inaugural sword captain of the Astral Express, we first need to come up with a striking nickname, and then think of what to say after defeating an opponent."

""I actually think that in terms of a nickname, 'Current Sword Captain of the Astral Express' is already quite intimidating." Shirogane Miyuki put down her pen, "Just like Jingliu, people might associate her strength with Jingliu upon hearing it, and they could already be wary of her by three-tenths before the fight even starts."

""Senior, I think even if the nickname is loud, we still have to genuinely step onto the arena. If we bear the title of sword captain and lose the first match——"

Ishigami hadn't finished speaking when he was met with Chika's fierce glare, glaring at him fiercely.

""San Yue Qi is a genius beauty acknowledged by the two genius swordsmen; how could she lose so easily? Ishigami, you're seriously underestimating San Yue Qi!"

Ishigami scratched his head embarrassedly: "Um, I'm just stating an objective possibility..."

""San Yue Qi has previously fought against an emissary; just saying, that experience alone—99.999% of the people participating in the martial demonstration ceremony here don't have it. Those people might go their whole lives without ever seeing an emissary's face, let alone fighting one! This is precious experience. Based on this experience, I believe San Yue Qi can beat 90% of people, and as for the remaining 10%, I just don't think she'll run into them in the first match."

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""San Yue Qi pretended to be profound and waved her fingers: 'Losers aren't worthy to ask my name.'"

""Yunli: 'What kind of villain line is this.'"

""Hahaha, it seems you two are still quite relaxed; being able to maintain this state when called upon in a crisis is not easy." Looking at the two joking, Xiyuki couldn't help but smile, "The martial demonstration ceremony side has already registered Miss Yunli's competitor information. San Yue Qi Xiaojie was a temporary entry for this match, and the Astral Express Bureau has already prepared the relevant procedures for you."

Under Xiyuki's arrangement, the two returned to the athletes' hall to wait for entry. Looking at the sea of participants before them, Yunli took the initiative to say: "San Yue, before the martial demonstration ceremony begins, let me give you another lesson."

""Do you know? Grandfather often tells me, 'Objects reflect their owner's form.' A person's weapon reflects their habits and personality. Have you seen how I wield that old iron? Tell me, what have you observed?"

""Wielding such a huge weapon… Master Yunli prefers overwhelming violence over strategy."

Yunli was very satisfied with this answer, nodding with a smile: "You're right. My tactics have always pursued 'simple and effective'—just slash and it's done. Observing the opponent's weapon, judging what tactics they excel at and what their weaknesses are, that's the shortcut to victory. For example, an astonishingly heavy greatsword is obviously not suited for prolonged combat, so one should choose a time-delaying tactic."

""How did you just tell me your weakness?"

""This is what counts as a relatively fair match, after all, as your teacher I don't want to see you lose to someone else."

——

Psychic Powers 100%.

""According to this logic, what if the opponent uses thermal weapons? For example, guns, or laser swords, etc."

Linghuan recalled the sci-fi movies he watched as a child, where two groups wielded laser swords resembling cheerleading batons, clashing and sending up a shower of sparks—should such a weapon be considered a thermal weapon or a cold weapon?

""Guns probably shouldn't be allowed on the stage, right? If guns are allowed, then cannons would be too." Xiao Jiaowu floated above Linghuan's head and said, "Besides, if you fight with guns, it fundamentally can't demonstrate one's martial arts. In my opinion, martial matches should at most use cold weapons, but we shouldn't restrict the use of superpowers~"

Xiao Jiaowu gave a meaningful glance at the low-headed extra: "If we don't restrict the use of superpowers, do you have confidence to win the championship on the stage, extra?"

The extra waved his hands repeatedly: "I, I… probably can't? There are so many masters in the galaxy, I'm afraid I can't beat them…"

""Tsk, you guy, give me some confidence." Xiao Jiaowu stretched out his little short hand and lightly patted the extra's head, "You guy obviously have such great strength, yet you lack any confidence. In my opinion, on this stage, aside from the very top few, who is your opponent? Of course, the premise is that you're willing to unleash your superpowers to the fullest—"

""Alright, what's the use of saying all this? The extra can't actually go up on the stage to fight, after all, he's still a student." Linghuan raised his hand to shoo away the ghost floating above his head, "Besides, are martial matches more important than final exams? Compared to strong opponents, the extra is probably still most afraid of his own teacher."

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""Right now is a good opportunity; take this chance to try learning how to evaluate your opponent, using the people in this hall as practice. Knowing the enemy and knowing yourself ensures victory in a hundred battles."

""Knowing the enemy and knowing yourself… let me see, who should I ask now?"

San Yue Qi looked around, first fixing her target on a woman dressed in splendid attire. However, as she stepped forward intending to "communicate" a bit, the other party pulled out a microphone from behind and began interviewing her.

""You are the San Yue Qi competitor who appeared in place of the Yan Qing Xiaowei, right?"

""That's correct, you are…?"

""As you can see, I am the reporter responsible for on-site event interviews, correct." This reporter is obviously not very skilled, but after entering the interview, he quickly gets into the state, "First of all, everyone's most concerned question! The Yan Qing Xiaowei did not appear in today's martial demonstration ceremony."

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