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The excessive commotion outside the studio had already caught the attention of everyone nearby.

Zhou Yinglin was the most watched competitor in this U19 Grand Final; as a disciple of the holder of the Eternal Title, every move he made was under the scrutiny of countless people.

Various staff inside and outside the studio, the competing players, and the reporters all glanced towards Xue Jing, the sound of flashing cameras crackling incessantly as reporters excitedly captured this unexpected boon of news material.

"That's Xue Jing, a competitor in this U19, right? I've looked through some of his information, isn't he from the Outer Ring? And he actually knows Zhou Yinglin?"

"Sounds like there's some bad blood?"

"Both of their auras are just too terrifying... To be able to stand equal to Zhou Yinglin without falling short, looks like I need to do some thorough research on Xue Jing's background when I get back. Shouldn't there be some recordings of his matches online somewhere?"

"Initially, I thought the champion would certainly be either Zhou Yinglin or that limitless Otogirusu, but now it's hard to say!"

"Come on, what does a clash of auras prove? How could an Outer Ring person compare with the distinguished 'Gun Saint's' disciple..."

"Wei Junwu and Song Nanxing might have a chance too, you know."

"If you put it that way..."

Ignoring the whispering buzz around them, Zhou Yinglin watched Xue Jing with sharp, eagle-like eyes and said blandly,

"You might think you're an incredible genius because since you started practicing martial arts, all you've met were mediocre at best."

"In that backwater place of the Outer Ring, you might be right, but you'll soon realize..."

Zhou Yinglin enunciated each word, "Genius is just the threshold to meet me."

Xue Jing blinked, "It seems like, you've got a bit of a misunderstanding."

"I didn't join this competition for you... Think about it carefully, why are you standing here."

He stepped forward and walked into the studio,

"It's not that I wanted to meet you, but rather you wanted to meet me."

As he passed by Zhou Yinglin, he said softly,

"Don't get your place wrong... You are the challenger."

Having finished, Xue Jing didn't linger and proceeded straight into the studio.

Jiang Siwei, coming back to her senses, hurriedly followed behind Xue Jing with her documents in tow.

Her expression was somewhat excited.

Although she had always thought that Xue Jing was no ordinary person and was bound to become a star player, she never expected that in such a short time, he would have already reached a level where he could clash with someone of Zhou Yinglin's stature.

As an agent, there was nothing more delightful than having a top-level player like Xue Jing with visible potential, still in his 'juvenile' phase and not yet at his peak under her wing.

The only regret was that Xue Jing was quite lukewarm about building his personal brand, making her role seem somewhat redundant...

But now these were just minor details. As long as she could stay by Xue Jing's side, her life was set!

"..." Zhou Yinglin's expression remained unchanged, merely turning his head to watch Xue Jing's retreating figure until he was out of sight.

Otogirusu chuckled with a twinkle in the eye, taunting,

"Mr. Zhou, it seems that when it comes to verbal wit, you are quite outclassed by Xue Jun."

Zhou Yinglin was nonreactive, merely replying coolly, "Martial arts aren't fought with the mouth."

Otogirusu, curious, "Does that mean you admit to having lost the verbal duel?"

Zhou Yinglin had no intention of arguing and, looking at Otogirusu with slightly narrowed eyes, he said,

"You seem quite taken with him?"

Otogirusu grinned, "I have always liked people who are pure and strong."

Zhou Yinglin walked out, "Then take a few more good looks at him because soon, you won't be seeing him anymore." Experience new tales on empire

Otogirusu watched Zhou Yinglin's retreating figure and, once he was at a distance, muttered to himself in Far Eastern, "I don't think so."

"...But Xue Jun is quite good-looking, indeed one should take a few more glances."

Saying this, he turned and entered the studio.

...

In the interview room, Xue Jing leaned against a blue backdrop that read 'The 37th U19 No-Limits Elite Fighting Championship Grand Final,' sitting on a chair with a small wireless microphone clipped to his collar.

Eight cameras were positioned all around him... There were originally only three, but as soon as the interview director laid eyes on him, he immediately gestured magnanimously and called for several more to be brought and placed in various positions.

Jiang Siwei quietly commented to Xue Jing's ear, "This guy's shrewd; he knows the value of viewership."

Xue Jing remained indifferent to this, merely declining the organizers' suggestion to put on some makeup and sat in the interview room, quietly waiting for the interview recording to start.

"Lights... OKOK, everything's ready."

"Okay, let's begin!"

At the director's signal, all cameras started rolling, and a female staffer in her twenties standing off-camera, holding a notepad, smiled at Xue Jing and said,

"So, could you first introduce yourself to everyone?"

Xue Jing nodded and replied, "Hello everyone, I am Xue Jing, a competitor from Qingcheng in the Outer Ring."

The staffer admired Xue Jing's face, praising inwardly.

No wonder the director suddenly decided to extend the interview and ask more key questions...

With that face, even sitting silently would ensure high ratings and views.

She perked up, flipped open her notepad, and cheerfully began,

"So, the first question."

"How does Competitor Xue Jing feel about successfully advancing to the U19 Grand Final?"