In the interview room, Xue Jing leaned against a blue backdrop that read "The 37th U19 No-Limit Elite Fighting Championship Finals," sitting in a chair with a long table in front of him, on top of which sat a microphone.
Unlike the official pre-match interviews of previous U19 competitions, this ti it was a post-victory public interview after winning the championship, with dozens of dia reporters already crowding the interview room, and the flashlights of caras flickering incessantly.
Relative to pre-match interviews, this occasion was much more serious, as it was to be reported by nurous dia outlets to the public, rather than being seen just by the U19 competition's audience.
Normally, this would include the presence of agents and the team supporting the competitor, which is also a precaution to prevent competitors from making indiscreet comnts...
However, Xue Jing was an exception among exceptions. He was signed to the Galaxy Martial Arts Club, which in turn was owned by the family of Youqing A Dream, who had been specifically instructed not to interfere with him.
Therefore, not only did he lack a team, but he also had only one agent, Jiang Siwei, who couldn't restrain him at all...
The end result was, even on such a serious occasion, he still took the interview alone.
Seeing this, the many reporters on-site were extrely excited, gripping their caras tightly.
They all knew that the person before them was soone whose words could shock everyone; if they slightly guided the questions to let him freely unleash sensational responses, wouldn't the headlines write themselves and send the buzz through the roof once news went out?
Amidst the anticipation of everyone, the interview was about to start.
Xue Jing sat at the interview spot, his posture relaxed, elbows resting on the table, facing the dozens of caras in front of him, his expression calm, showing no signs of stage fright.
He turned his head towards a U19 staff mber beside him, who was writing sothing in a notebook, and spoke:
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"Alright, can we start now?"
Hearing Xue Jing's words, the middle-aged male staff mber of unclear position didn't dare delay, promptly putting away his notebook and pen, and quickly said,
"Yes, then let's begin."
As he finished speaking, all the reporters at the scene simultaneously turned on their caras.
"Going in order, one question at a ti... from 'Yuan City Daily', please ask your question."
He pointed to a female reporter sitting in the front row.
With a delicate face, fine makeup applied, and hair evidently well-grood, the young female reporter cleared her throat slightly, displaying her most attractive smile practiced before the mirror, and softly began with the microphone,
"Competitor Xue Jing, we all know that you co from an ordinary family in the Outer Ring, not an Old Martial Family with martial arts exposure from childhood, but were unexpectedly accepted as a disciple by Master Li Qi of the Hidden Dragon School later in life... Could you tell us, how long specifically have you been involved in martial arts?"
She asked a question that many dia outlets wanted confirmation on.
Though information had been leaked online that Xue Jing had been practicing martial arts for just about four months... most people didn't believe this, assuming it was nonsensical.
Without the advantage of nurturing from a young age and an imrsive environnt, reaching an almost unbeatable level at seventeen within four months would...
Unquestionably break countless historical records, to the extent of completely outshining any previous record.
That seed beyond human capability.
Nurous people online were curious about this, needing an explanation directly from Xue Jing himself to satisfy their curiosity.
"...You all are too unprofessional."
Xue Jing slowly began, his clear youthful voice spreading through the microphone throughout the room.
"This information could easily be verified by a simple search. Isn't it clearly stated online?"
"I've been involved in martial arts until now... let think, it should have been about four months."
His tone was calm, showing no pride, simply stating the facts.
The reporters at the venue were astonished when Xue Jing himself confird 'four months of martial arts practice.'
The female reporter from Yuan City Daily who asked the question also paused, slightly incredulous, and said,
"But... four months... isn't that rather improbable?"
Xue Jing shook his head and sighed, "Again with the impossible. You people, don't always stand there dumbfounded acting as the backdrop for my swagger, it's really pointless."
"So far, which of my actions did you originally think was possible?
"There's no need for to boast or exaggerate; I'm rely stating the facts... I will answer any question only once, don't repeat the 'impossible' and ask again. If you don't believe it, then don't."
The reporters exchanged glances, still finding it hard to believe that Xue Jing had only practiced martial arts for four months, but they refrained from further comnt.
"Ahem, next, please, 'Silver Deer Society' to ask a question."
The staff mber coughed and pointed to another male reporter in the front row.
That man took a mont to compose himself before raising his microphone and speaking loudly,
"Competitor Xue Jing, we've seen that in the final decisive match for the championship, your interaction with Competitor Otogirusu... may I ask, what exactly is your relationship with him, if you don't mind sharing?"
Xue Jing: "..."
Hearing what he considered to be a question full of malice, he expressionlessly glanced at the questioner.
Oddly, the male reporter felt a chill on his neck and shivered.
"On the ring we are opponents, off the ring we are friends. There's nothing more, next."
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