Collapse: The opening system captures the Herrscher of Knowledge

Just as the atmosphere was about to overflow with ambiguity, a clear voice suddenly interrupted:

"Hey! You two are chatting so much, are you treating me like air? I'm still here!"

Following the sound, Xiao Shi was standing aside with her arms folded over her chest. It was obvious that she had heard every word of the conversation between the two of them.

Xiaozhi's gaze circled between the two of them, finally landing on Mei☆'s earlobe, which was still slightly red. He deliberately dragged out the tone and said in a yin-yang tone:

"What? You were so engrossed in the conversation that you forgot there was a person standing next to you? If I had known, I would have stayed away and let you and Ming continue. Maybe you could have satisfied your little hobby~"

Mei☆ was not embarrassed at all, she just smiled faintly as she followed her words, her fingertips unconsciously gripping the sword at her waist.

Fu Ming smiled and changed the subject:

"Xiao Shi, it's your turn next. Who's your opponent?"

Xiao Zhi snorted lightly, with a nonchalant smile in his tone:

"A sea ranger named Poteo, but it's quite interesting what a grown man says. If it's not a baby, then meow."

Fu Ming's fingertips stroked the embroidery on the edge of the sleeve, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, but with a hint of solemnity:

"Baby? Meow? I heard Xing mention this before. Someone tampered with his synesthesia beacon, which is why he became like this. When we meet later, you must not use your mind reading skills on him."

"Oh?" Xiao Shi suddenly tightened his arms, his brows raised in amusement, "Now that you mention it, I'm curious."

Fu Ming's face was slightly serious. He took a step forward and pressed her shoulders, his fingertips exerting force with unquestionable seriousness.

"I'm really doing this for your own good, don't mess around."

Xiao Zhi looked at the seriousness in her eyes, and finally curled his lips and nodded:

"I know, I know. Let's not talk about this anymore. The game is about to start."

As she turned and walked towards the field, Ji Mi on the sidelines immediately raised the announcer, and a clear voice spread throughout the stadium:

"Next matchup—the red team's contestant is the "God of Consciousness," the Herrscher of Consciousness! The blue team's contestant is the Interstellar Peace Company's wanted criminal—the "Sea Patrolman," Poteo!"

After hearing this, Potio raised his hand and pointed the gun at Jimi, his tone angry and annoyed:

"You little cutie, you're so precious! Every time I go on stage, you bring up this wanted list thing! If you keep nagging, I'll stew you sooner or later!"

Jimi subconsciously shrank his neck, then realized that his real body was not present, and said to Xiaozhi with a smile:

"Jimi, do you think I was brought up by fear? Herrscher of Knowledge, let's make a deal. Defeat Poteo and hand him over to me. We'll split the bounty 70%!"

Poteo turned his gaze to lock onto Xiaozhi, his tone becoming more serious.

"Are you the Herrscher of Knowledge who is unbeatable in the ring? Come on, let's fight quickly and show me how powerful you are."

Xiao Shi raised his eyelids, and with a twist of his wrist, he had already grasped the spear in his palm. The tip of the spear tapped the ground lightly, sparks flying, and he spun around to perform a neat spear flower:

"I'm a fair person. If you use a gun, then I'll use a gun too."

Portio stared at the gun in her hand and smiled.

"You're right! Honey, we both use guns, and I like a fair fight!"

Fu Ming covered his face with his hands in the audience, a helpless laugh escaped from under his fingertips. He was actually hoping that Potio would jump out and argue like Kiana did in the plot, saying, "That's the one with a long handle!"

On the ring, Xiao Shi held the spear horizontally and tapped the ring with his toes. His figure was like a red falcon flying in the sky, and he thrust his spear straight at Potio's face with the sharp sound of breaking through the wind.

"Damn it, you're so fast!"

Potio's pupils shrank suddenly, but he did not panic - the moment he rolled sideways to avoid the tip of the gun, the gun on his waist had slipped into his palm, and he pointed the muzzle at Xiaoshi's back and pulled the trigger.

The bullet shot out with a silver light, but suddenly stopped when it hit Xiao Shi's back, as if it had hit an invisible barrier, and fell on the ring with a clang.

"Honey! The bullets are useless?"

Xiao Shi turned around and put away his gun, his eyebrows raised even higher:

"Is that all you have?"

She twisted her wrist slightly, and the spear shaft made a beautiful arc in her palm. The next second, it turned into a red afterimage, and the tip of the spear pierced Poteo's head.

The blow was fast and accurate. Poteo only had time to move away half an inch before the gun barrel brushed past his shoulder. The air current, carrying the residual power of the gun tip, instantly cut a rip in Poteo's jacket.

Bottiou glanced at the wound on his shoulder, took a few steps back to create some distance, pointed his revolver at Xiaozhi and pulled the trigger, still shouting:

"Meow! Be gentle, little cutie, this is my favorite jacket!"

Xiao Shi kept spinning his gun to block. The gun barrel was like a silver snake spitting out its tongue, deflecting the flying bullets one by one. The sound of metal clashing rang out in a series on the ring.

She looked at Poteo's figure, a smile curling up at the corners of her red eyes. She touched the ground with her toes and leaped up again. Her "Spear" drew a red arc of light in the air.

When Potio looked up and saw the cold light coming towards him, he suddenly ducked and rolled over, his back brushing against the wind of the gun. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw Xiaoshi had fallen behind him, with the barrel of the gun against his lower back.

"Meow! Am I losing already?"

Poteo muttered stiffly, his face full of unwilling helplessness.

But the next second, he suddenly threw the revolver into the air, took advantage of Xiao Shi's slight shift in focus, turned around and kicked her in the waist, grinning:

"That's weird!"

The kick came unexpectedly, and the wind swept through the clothes, forcing Xiao Shi to retreat half a step.

However, Portio took advantage of this gap to catch the falling revolver steadily, and with a flip of his wrist he put the gun back into the holster at his waist. His movements were smooth and efficient without any delay.

"He's a damned one! I won't fight you anymore." He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but didn't take up a fighting stance again: "Just like Xing said, you are really strong."

Xiao Zhi also turned around and put away his gun, crossed his arms, and smiled at the corners of his red eyes:

"So you're giving in and won't fight anymore? Then why did you resist just now?"

Potio immediately waved his hand:

"Give up? How is that possible!"

"If it weren't for those cuties from the Interstellar Peace Company who were targeting me, I would have fought you to the death today!"

He suddenly took two steps closer, changing the subject, his voice adding a touch of familiar warmth:

"But this is also a case of no friendship without fighting. Even though time is short, we should at least say goodbye properly.

There's a Du's Tea House in Jinren Lane, but their tea is amazing! Call the guys on the Starry Sky Train, I'll treat you to tea."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shi tapped his arm twice with his fingertips, and the corners of his lips curved slightly:

"Tea? That's not bad."

Afterwards, Jimi's announcement and the audience's cheers echoed in the arena. Xiaozhi and Potio walked down the ring side by side, and Fu Ming and Mei☆ came up to them.

Fu Ming stepped forward first and congratulated:

"Congratulations, another win."

Xiaozhi put his hands on his hips, with undisguised confidence:

"Of course, it's a piece of cake. There's no one who can beat me. Once I defeat Yan Qing tomorrow, the championship of this competition will definitely be mine."

As soon as these words fell, Potio beside him immediately became unhappy:

"Hey! Darling, I'm still standing here! So I'm not even considered a 'good fighter' in your mouth?"

"I'm just telling the truth." Xiao Shi turned to look at Fu Ming and Mei Yi, and said in a lighter tone: "By the way, this guy is inviting us to have tea at Jinren Lane. Do you want to come with us?"

Fu Ming chuckled and nodded when he heard this, his tone was straightforward and refreshing:

"Okay, if someone's hosting a party, of course I have to go—"

Afterwards, several people went to the contestants' lounge to look for the train set.

Unfortunately, because San Yueqi was still weak all over, Dan Heng refused. Xing originally wanted to go with him, but after hearing that they were going to Du's Tea House, he refused.