Chapter 77
Lin Xuyi gave him a thumbs up. “Little Young Master, you really are consistent.”
Shen Shuyu said, “When you like someone, shouldn’t you be consistent?”
Lin Xuyi turned off his optical computer and tossed it aside. He asked, “But Captain Chi doesn’t seem to like you. Are you going to keep liking him anyway?”
Shen Shuyu shrugged lightly, avoiding answering the question directly. “Who knows what will happen in the future?”
Wait until the plot ends; he was definitely going to put a sack over Chi Yanxun’s head!
Lin Xuyi gave a meaningful “Oh.” Just then, Yan Qing’s figure appeared on the PK stage.
Shen Shuyu ignored Lin Xuyi and watched the screen earnestly. Naturally, he didn’t notice that Wen Jiafei, sitting on the other side, glanced at him while lifting his cup.
Yan Qing draped his team uniform casually over his shoulder. Seeing Shen Xili in this state, he couldn’t help whistling.
Shen Xili looked over with sharp, familiar eyes. Pheromones containing spiritual power rushed toward Yan Qing rapidly. Yan Qing grunted and raised a hand. “Sorry, sorry, my mistake.”
Only then did the scent of plum blossoms in snow retract.
Yan Qing still looked nonchalant on the surface, but inwardly, he had begun to be wary.
It seemed this Shen Xili was even trickier than he imagined. He had been studying Shen Xili from the Sky Screen earlier, thinking the previous waves of people had consumed his stamina, but he didn’t expect his spiritual power to be this strong.
Amor this year was indeed not easy to deal with.
Yan Qing found a clean place to put down his team uniform. He was also only wearing a black tank top underneath, his muscles equally beautiful.
Seeing this, Shen Shuyu kept his eyes on the screen, but his fingers secretly reached up to pinch his own arm.
Whether it was because he was an Omega or something else, although he had some muscles, it was merely ‘some’.
When this was over, he had to mention it to the System. Muscles and such—he still needed to have them. He was starting to miss his old body.
Wen Jiafei drank a sip of water. His gaze landed on Shen Shuyu’s hand pinching his arm, and the lips pressing against the cup’s rim couldn’t help but curl up again.
On the PK stage.
Shen Xili stretched his muscles and bones. Yan Qing made a ‘please’ gesture, but moved faster than Shen Xili could start. He reached out, aiming directly for Shen Xili’s neck. Shen Xili sidestepped, barely dodging it. But Yan Qing’s movements were a continuous chain; Shen Xili raised his hand to block and kicked him in the thigh before the two separated slightly.
Yan Qing still wore a smile on his face. He made the ‘please’ gesture again, looking gentlemanly, but his movements never stopped. Soon, he rushed up again.
Naturally, Shen Xili wasn’t a pushover either. Having experienced the first move, he was on guard. For a moment, it was hard to determine the victor between the two; every punch hit flesh.
Shen Shuyu watched in a daze. He knew the Protagonist Shou wasn’t weak, but he didn’t expect him to be this good at fighting. Two great beauties engaging in hand-to-hand combat was truly impossible to look away from.
Just then, He Mingyue spoke up seriously: “Yan Qing still wants a quick battle. This match is a bit difficult for Xili.”
“As long as he holds this match, we win,” Wen Jiafei also spoke up.
Now, only Chi Yanxun remained under the PK stage. As long as Shen Xili eliminated Yan Qing, even if Chi Yanxun didn’t have to go on stage, they would win.
Lin Xuyi said, “How about we have a big feast after we win? My mouth has become so bland inside I can hardly taste anything.”
He Mingyue had no problem with it, and neither did Shen Shuyu. He turned to look at Wen Jiafei. Sensing the gaze, Wen Jiafei didn’t answer immediately, only saying, “We’ll see.”
Shen Shuyu understood. Wen Jiafei was busy working and taking care of Wen Yue; he indeed didn’t have much time for gatherings.
Thinking this, he turned his head back to the PK stage.
Shen Xili and Yan Qing were still entangled. Yan Qing wanted to eliminate Shen Xili quickly, but Shen Xili wasn’t a weakling; he was even fiercer. Clearly, when watching the Sky Screen, Yan Qing had figured out most of his moves, but now engaging in real combat, he discovered the details were different.
Aside from the academic style, there was a kind of wild, unorthodox style about him.
When the two locked limbs, Yan Qing looked into his eyes, curled his lips, and asked, “Your fighting style is interesting. Where did you learn it?”
Shen Xili frowned and didn’t answer. He just tried to kick him, but was suppressed by Yan Qing.
Yan Qing said, “I’ve observed the fighting styles of many people and many planets. Your style looks a bit familiar, but I can’t recall it at the moment. Could you give me a chance and explain?”
Shen Xili suddenly pulled back one hand and punched straight at his nose bridge. Yan Qing tilted his head, and the fist smashed into his face.
Yan Qing showed no weakness and swung a fist back. Shen Xili leaned back, and recovering, his long leg kicked ruthlessly at him.
The two separated. Yan Qing had taken a punch and a kick. He pressed his tongue against his beaten cheek, hissed, and said, “Shen Xili, you’re a bit too rough. I rely on my face to eat, you know.”
Shen Xili said coldly, “Too much nonsense.”
Inside the dormitory, Shen Shuyu’s messaging terminal beeped. He fished it out of his pocket; it was from Shen Yisi, saying he had finished work early and gone home, asking if Shen Shuyu had arrived.
Shen Shuyu replied “Almost there” and tossed the terminal aside, lamenting earnestly, “How long do they have to fight?”
“Shen Xili is obviously struggling,” Wen Jiafei said coldly. “Unless he resolves Yan Qing quickly, it will be very hard to turn the tables later.”
Shen Xili had already fought several matches before facing Yan Qing, while Yan Qing hadn’t fought once. His condition alone was much better.
“This competition mechanism is simply toxic,” Lin Xuyi complained. “Isn’t this going to exhaust people to death?”
“But on a real battlefield, it’s much crueler than this,” He Mingyue replied. He talked about the simulation class for their major, where all students entered simulation pods and fought virtual Zerg for a day and a night without stopping. On a real battlefield, it would only be more exhausting.
Hearing this, Lin Xuyi and Shen Shuyu both gave an expression of “So brave.”
“Shen Xili can’t hold on anymore,” Wen Jiafei interjected. “He’s starting to show openings.”
Hearing him say this, everyone turned their gaze to the screen in unison. Sure enough, Yan Qing had caught his opening and launched a series of attacks aimed entirely at his weakness, forcing Shen Xili directly to the edge of the pool.
Shen Xili reacted and tried to sidestep away, but Yan Qing grabbed his arm and shoved him hard toward the pool. Shen Xili reacted quickly too, grabbing his arm to drag him into the water together. Unexpectedly, Yan Qing was like a loach at this moment; he had prepared a countermeasure long ago.
Shen Xili sank to the bottom of the pool. For this match, the person from Puce Planet won.
Shen Shuyu let out a breath. “It’s over.”
However, he felt a bit depressed inside. In the book, it was written that finally Chi Yanxun fought Yan Qing. As an SS-class Alpha, Chi Yanxun tangled with Yan Qing for a while but eventually won by a narrow margin.
But after watching this round, Shen Shuyu felt that Shen Xili was clearly just as good. Having already fought several PK matches, for him to tangle with Yan Qing for so long without letting Yan Qing get any easy advantages was truly amazing.
But what was the final ending of the novel?
Shen Shuyu recalled: Shen Xili served as Chi Yanxun’s deputy for his entire life, assisting him.
For some reason, thinking of this ending made Shen Shuyu feel stuffy inside. The novel was clearly unfolded from Shen Xili’s perspective, and the early parts wrote about how much effort he put in for his dream, traveling all the way from a remote, poor planet to Amor. Yet in the end, because he got together with Chi Yanxun, he gave up his dream and didn’t become a Grand General.
Shen Shuyu felt a bit of heartache. After watching this hand-to-hand combat between Shen Xili and Yan Qing, he wanted to shake the author’s brain. In what way was Shen Xili lacking?!
“Little Young Master? Little Young Master? Shen Shuyu!”
Shen Shuyu snapped back to reality. He turned his head and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Lin Xuyi said, “What are you thinking about? You didn’t respond when I called you.”
Shen Shuyu said “Oh.” He said, “Thinking about Shen Xili.”
Lin Xuyi was surprised. “Shifted your affection so quickly? Didn’t you find Shen Xili very displeasing to the eye?”
Shen Shuyu took a deep breath. He looked at Lin Xuyi with the gaze one uses to care for the mentally challenged, and finally patted his shoulder. “Forget it, you wouldn’t understand.”
“How do I not understand?” Lin Xuyi asked.
But Shen Shuyu had already stood up. “My brother called me home. See you tomorrow.”
“Leaving so fast? You’re not staying at the dorms today? Wanna game together?” Lin Xuyi tried to make him stay.
But Shen Shuyu didn’t look back, and his pace seemed even faster, as if some retard—no, some flood or ferocious beast—was chasing him.
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