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As Xue Jing made his entrance, the entire stadium, with over twenty thousand people, fell into silence for several seconds.

What followed was a roaring wave of clamorous discussions.

"Xue Jing!?"

"My husband has finally arrived!"

"Does he really have to make a late entrance like this? Has he got a disease where he'll die if he doesn't show off? Everyone's been impatiently waiting."

"But to be fair, that was really cool..."

"Good show, good show!"

"Hey? There's a Tao Baibai in the sports hall, I'm not joking!"

"Why can he be so handsome?"

"Husband, husband ahhhhh!!"

The rising and falling hubbub didn't affect the two on the stage.

Du Mingluan, who was only one meter sixty and looked like a middle school student, watched Xue Jing with a trace of dissatisfaction on his delicate face.

He slowly said, "Xue Jing, you should know your opponent is me today, right? Why are you late?"

Xue Jing gave an "eh".

He truly didn't know who his opponent was today. He had taken a plane to Intersecting Boundaries a few days after he finished his last match, and hadn't paid attention to the subsequent results.

After thinking for a bit, Xue Jing said with a smile, "I had some matters to deal with these past few days, and I've just returned."

Hearing this, Du Mingluan's expression softened a lot.

Just as he was about to respond, Xue Jing asked with a puzzled face,

"Oh, by the way, you are?"

The expression on Du Mingluan's face, that had just eased, immediately darkened.

This person had never bothered to take him seriously!

Damn it, he really was being looked down upon.

What an utter humiliation!

At that moment, at the commentator's seat, a staff member approached and whispered a few words to Hao Yongyun, who was seated in the middle.

After the staff member jogged away, Hao Yongyun's voice echoed throughout the stadium.

"Err... ahem."

"We've just received a message from backstage: Competitor Xue Jing was delayed due to some unavoidable personal matters, so he had to make his entrance in this manner to make it to the match in time."

"Please forgive him, dear audience..."

Upon hearing this, Xue Wan, seated in the competitor viewing area and enjoying the impressive show put on by his younger brother, was momentarily stunned and his expression turned peculiar.

This organizer is really too obsequious...

They had been anxiously waiting outside the rest room just a moment ago, but as soon as Jing arrived, they immediately went out of their way to cover for him.

After hearing the commentator's explanation, the noise from the spectators' seats also gradually subsided.

Several staff members hastily climbed onto the ring to remove the log that had been embedded in it, so as not to interfere with the match.

"One, two, lift!"

The staff members placed their hands on the log and shouted in unison, straining themselves to try and pull it out.

However, despite turning red in the face from the effort, the log remained almost completely immobile.

At this size, the log was substantial, and it was inserted at an angle into the ground, making it near-impossible to remove by a few staff members with only minimal martial arts practice.

Seeing this, Xue Jing said, "Excuse me, allow me."

He walked over and placed his hand on the log.

With a surge of Power, his fingers instantly crushed the hard bark surface, sinking into it.

Then, he lifted his arm.

With a cracking sound, Xue Jing single-handedly pulled out the log and lifted it over his head.

His expression remained unchanged, as relaxed as if he were lifting a small dumbbell, a stark contrast to the volume of the log.

"Where should I put this?" Xue Jing asked.

The staff members blinked, shocked, and upon hearing the question, they stammered:

"Put... put it down by the ring, that will be fine, we'll handle the rest..."

Xue Jing nodded with a smile, channeled Energy with one hand, and with the Soft Power under his control of Hidden Dragon Wishful, he tossed the log towards the bottom of the ring.

The log traced an arc through the air and silently fell to the ground, making scarcely any noise.

Were it not for the visible wave of air slowly spreading from under the log, blowing away the surrounding dust, one might have thought it was made of foam.

This display made all those in the know in the audience brighten their eyes.

"Soft Power, he used Soft Power!"

"Such pure Soft Power! Just from this one move, he's at least on par with master craftsmen who have specialized in this area for over twenty years!"

"Is this really a U19 match for the Outer Ring... He's only seventeen years old, and he has already shown extraordinary strength and Saber Qi, yet even his use of Soft Power is so experienced..."

"They say he started martial arts practice in the womb, but I don't believe it... Even if he practiced in the womb, it couldn't be this outrageous!"

The staff members, upon seeing this, visibly relaxed and bowed repeatedly in thanks to Xue Jing before quickly leaving the ring.

Then, the commentator's voice rang out.

"So, although a bit late, let us welcome—Competitor Xue Jing!"

As the words fell, the crowd very graciously erupted with thunderous applause and cheers, several times more intense than when Du Mingluan made his entrance.

The spotlights converged on Xue Jing.
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Photographers sitting in the high-rise started circling Xue Jing once again, capturing a full-angle, no-dead-end round shot... This seemed to have become a routine, an exclusive treatment for Xue Jing, something other competitors did not have.

Seeing this, the audience broke into laughter.

"So thoughtful."

"What a considerate photographer, definitely deserves an extra chicken leg!"

"The photographer, after work, looking bewildered at his lunchbox full of chicken legs without a single grain of rice."

Xue Jing sighed and gave a helpless smile to the camera that had once again circled to his front.

This scene was broadcasted on the big screen of the stadium, causing cheers from countless spectators.

"Competitor Xue Jing, who had decisively defeated his opponents with absolute strength in two consecutive matches, still remains a deep and mysterious enigma..."