Chapter 362
Today was the last day of the monthly exam's individual battles, with only ten people left on the field. Among them, Zhou Renjie had already lost once, but to balance the numbers, the academy arranged for him to compete with Mu Tieren again.
“It's finally the last day, I'm so excited!” The red-eyed girl was holding her phone, and on the screen was the betting interface for this competition. “As long as I can go all-in and choose correctly, I can definitely make a big profit this ti!”
Go big or go ho. The short-haired girl next to her thought the sa way, but she also planned to refer to others' opinions. “Who are you going to bet on?”
“Su Bei,” the red-eyed girl answered without hesitation. Because she was talking about her favorite contestant, her expression also beca excited. “Don't you think he's super amazing? I haven't even seen him use his Ability until now!”
Among the ten existing contestants, Su Bei was undoubtedly the most popular. Unlike the other contestants' exciting Ability duels, Su Bei had never used his Ability from beginning to end. This also led to him accumulating more popularity than the other F-class students who had made it to this round.
Although everyone knew that the reason he only used physical skills was because his Ability [Create Gear] was too weak, no matter what the reason, the fact that he won the competition was a fact. Those with powerful Abilities were no match for soone whose Ability was almost useless. Didn't this show the latter's strength even more?
After all, don't look at this as an Ability academy, but in fact, among the first-year students, the vast majority of Ability users still had the ntality of ordinary people. In addition, whether it was the F-class and D-class students whose Abilities were useless, or the support-type and special-type Ability users whose Abilities were useless in battle, they were all more inspired by Su Bei.
Most importantly, although Su Bei could only rely on physical skills to fight, his battles were not boring or ugly at all. Instead, they were filled with a beauty that combined violence and wisdom.
“I also super like Su Bei. Watching his matches is really a kind of enjoynt. No matter what kind of Ability the opponent has, it seems like it can beco his support.” Hearing that her friend had the sa choice as her, the short-haired girl nodded vigorously.
The red-eyed girl was a bit calr and analyzed rationally, “Actually, the reason he can use his opponent's Ability is largely because we are all first-year students and our mastery of our Abilities is not very proficient. But they are not proficient with their own Abilities, yet they can let Su Bei, who is their opponent, use them so proficiently. This is enough to show the gap.”
While the two of them were chatting, a boy next to them had been listening for a long ti and finally mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice, “Are you also fans of Su Bei? Do you want to join our fan club?”
“Fan club?” The short-haired girl showed a surprised expression. “Su Bei's?”
She knew that the student council of “Endless Ability Academy” privately organized fan clubs, but generally, only second- and third-year students who had participated in larger competitions had such things, or the first place in the monthly and final exams. She didn't expect Su Bei to have one now.
The boy nodded as if it were a matter of course. “The second and third years have them. How can we first years not have one? Su Bei is super handso! Many of us are saying if we can find him to be our master?”
“Find Su Bei to be your master, are you serious?” The red-eyed girl showed an incredible expression. It wasn't that she thought Su Bei's strength was inferior to the academy's teachers and not worthy of everyone's worship, but that she thought Su Bei would never agree.
“I know what you an. This is also what we're hesitating about.” The boy didn't misunderstand at all and pouted. “He doesn't look like he would agree, right?”
Another person ca over. It was a student from Class F. “Right, right, you also think Su Bei is hard to get close to, right? But it's actually strange, his personality is quite good.”
As a classmate, she had more contact with Su Bei and naturally understood him a little. In her opinion, Su Bei was the kind of perfect school bully character. Good grades, strong in fights, a bit of a ruffian personality, but very straightforward. The tasks given to him were always done well, and his relationship with the teachers was like that of a teacher and a friend. Most of the classmates also had a lot of faith in him.
“I'm so envious that you're in the sa class as Su Bei. Your Class F has really been in the spotlight this ti. There's Su Bei, there's Jiang Tianming, there's Lan Subing, there's Mu Tieren.” Speaking of which, the short-haired girl's eyes suddenly widened. “My god, I didn't even notice until you said it. There are so many F-class contestants today. Your class is really amazing. Did they get the classes wrong during the class placent?”
The F-class student shook her head, her expression strange. She obviously also found it very magical. “I don't know either. By the way, who are you planning to bet on? I plan to bet on Lan Subing. She will definitely get first place!”
After going around in circles, they returned to the original topic, and everyone began to discuss it. At the sa ti, Su Bei also stepped onto the stage.
His opponent in this round was Feng Lan. Because his relationship with the other party was quite good, he had watched several of Feng Lan's matches. With Su Bei's eyesight, he could naturally see clearly what his ability was.
This ability to predict the opponent's next move in advance had a miraculous effect in physical combat and single-Ability confrontations, but the premise was that the gap between the two sides was not large. But the gap between Su Bei and Feng Lan in physical skills could not be made up with an Ability. Whether it was technique or stamina, he could not surpass Su Bei. So even with a little bit of a cheat, he could only get the result of failure.
“I lost,” Feng Lan said calmly after being knocked off the stage. Su Bei could have predicted this result, and he naturally knew his own limitations.
Su Bei stood on the stage, looking down at this scene, feeling a bit familiar. It seed that every match he looked at his opponent from this perspective. This was probably the standard winner's perspective.
Su Bei would certainly not do sothing as tasteless as a petty person getting his way. In fact, defeating an opponent whose physical skills were very average and whose Ability was relatively restrained was really not sothing to be proud of.
So he just calmly jumped off the stage and kindly reminded, “You should practice your physical skills.”
An Ability like [Prophecy] had no offensive ability at all. If you didn't want to just stay in the rear and be protected layer by layer, then practicing physical skills was an essential task.
Feng Lan nodded and hesitated for a rare mont. “Can you help train?”
Although his family was rich and could hire more professional teachers to help with training, firstly, his family did not pay much attention to physical skills training, and secondly, the teachers hired would definitely be considerate of his identity and thus dare not be harsh. Therefore, in comparison, it was more reliable to ask Su Bei, who was a classmate, for help.
After making this request, Feng Lan was silent for a mont, and then he imdiately added, “I can give you a reward?”
Unlike what others thought, their relationship was not very good. Su Bei and Feng Lan were really just simple al buddies. Su Bei could feel that Feng Lan was separated from everyone by a layer, and he had no intention of breaking through this barrier.
So it wasn't until he heard Feng Lan say that he was willing to give a reward that Su Bei's brow twitched, and he nodded. “I want a danger warning. Remind once when you sense that I will encounter danger soon, is that okay?”
“Okay.” Although this request was a bit difficult, given that the two of them were often together, when Su Bei encountered danger, he would probably also encounter danger, so Feng Lan agreed readily.
Seeing him agree, Su Bei made an “OK” gesture. “We'll start after the monthly exam.”
After speaking, he looked up in response to a call and strode over to check on his next opponent——“Si Zhaohua…… fine.”
He had long been prepared for his luck. To be able to accurately choose the current champion favorite out of four, how could this not be considered a form of good luck in disguise?
It seed it was going to stop here. Su Bei pursed his lips. He had also seen Si Zhaohua's [Angel] Ability, and it was indeed very strong. Flying long-range attacks could be said to have all the buffs stacked. Without a long-range attack ability, he, who could only rely on pure physical combat, had no way to deal with the other party.
But was he really helpless against soone with a strong Ability? Su Bei was not willing to give up directly.
It was true that he was a person who liked to goof off and be lazy, but there was no doubt that he also had a competitive side. Since he was going to compete, he had to compete until the end. Giving up directly might seem very dignified, but he was not a star who needed to be on display at all tis. For Su Bei, having a good fight was the most important thing.
“I know you.” Seeing him step onto the stage, unexpectedly, the seemingly arrogant Si Zhaohua spoke first. “Your physical skills are very good, but unfortunately, it's an F-class Ability.”
There was no mockery in his tone, but his words were not very pleasant to hear. “Admit defeat. You have no chance of touching at all.”
“How do you know if you don't try?” Su Bei's face was smiling, without any intention of being provoked.
Seeing that he still intended to compete even when he was completely restrained, Si Zhaohua's sky-blue eyes carried a hint of scrutiny, as if asking him what other thods he had.
The mont Su Bei rushed towards him, Si Zhaohua activated his Ability and flew into the air. “Then let see how far you can go!”
The match officially began. Just as both sides had predicted before the match, Su Bei was completely suppressed. He couldn't touch Si Zhaohua, but he was frequently exhausted by the sharp feathers.
Even if his speed was fast enough and his figure was agile enough, as long as this continued, the one who would fail would be him. The consumption of ntal Energy by Si Zhaohua using feathers was definitely smaller than the consumption of stamina by him dodging.
But Su Bei obviously did not intend to be a target all the ti. Soon, after confirming the guess in his heart, he used his Ability for the first ti in the competition.
For every feather Si Zhaohua summoned, he summoned a Gear made of cesium-sodium. Using a material that could directly spontaneously combust in the air, it could imdiately ignite the feather when it touched it. Seeing his feather being ignited, even if it wasn't on his body, Si Zhaohua's face also changed.
You know, his feathers couldn't be regenerated or copied in a short ti. If every feather that attacked was ignited, he would beco a bald angel in no ti, and he wouldn't even be able to use his normal attacks.
And this wasn't just a matter of becoming ugly; the reduction in feathers also ant that he would lose his long-range attack thod. Once he landed on the ground, the outco would be uncertain.
Realizing that the match had reached a stalemate, and that he had been forced to this extent by soone with such a weak Ability, Si Zhaohua for the first ti took this opponent seriously and called his na solemnly, “Su Bei, you are very strong. Next, I will also use my strongest move to show my respect for you.”
“Holy Judgnt——”
Su Bei: “?”
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