Collapse: The opening system captures the Herrscher of Knowledge

The arena of the Jingfeng Ship was bustling with noise. Xiao Shi quietly watched the stalemate on the stage, while Xing beside him was munching on a string of honey-coated Qiongshi bird fruits.

Xiao Shi already knew what was going to happen between Yan Qing and Luca, and commented:

“Luca can see Yanqing’s punching patterns, but he can’t withstand the force. The difference in physical ability is too great. He won’t last long.”

Afterwards, Xiao Shi looked towards the viewing platform and saw only Hou Qiana☆, Xilin, March 7, and Dan Heng gathered together, but Fu Ming was nowhere to be seen.

Xiao Shi frowned, seemingly disappointed by Fu Ming's absence, and muttered under her breath, "Why hasn't A-Ming arrived yet? It'll be my turn to go on stage in a little while."

But then, Xiao Shi asked in surprise:

"Wait, where's Mei☆? Did she forfeit the match? Alicia doesn't seem to be here either..."

At that moment, his elbow was gently poked.

With half a honey-coated jujube skewer in her mouth, the sweet juice clung to the corner of her lips, and her speech was slightly slurred and sticky:

"Mom, are you looking for Mei's mom? Alicia came to me this morning and said that Raiden's mom forfeited her match today."

"Withdraw? But she clearly said yesterday that she wanted to compete against me for the championship?"

Xiao Shi felt a strange heaviness in her head, and an inexplicable unease crept up her spine, but the sudden burst of thunderous cheers on the stage abruptly interrupted her thoughts.

On the stage, Luca, who was being forced to retreat by Yan Qing, suddenly adjusted his posture. His tightly wrapped iron fist radiated a scorching aura, and he threw a straight punch at Yan Qing with unstoppable force.

Yanqing, who was pressing her advantage, narrowed her eyes and dodged to the side. The wisps of hair on her forehead were blown up by the wind from the punch, and the ends of her hair were still slightly hot from being burned.

Startled for only a moment, Yanqing immediately lowered his waist and twisted his fist, the force of the punch rushing back with a whooshing sound.

Luca gritted his teeth and turned his head to dodge, but his own punch only lightly grazed Yanqing's cheek before he could no longer hold on and fell straight forward.

With quick reflexes, Yan Qing reached out and steadily supported his chest. When their eyes met, Yan Qing suddenly curled his lips and raised Luca's arm high, instantly eliciting thunderous cheers from the audience.

The only thing that stood out in that scene was the way Yanqing was standing on tiptoe to reach her raised arm, which was quite adorable and made Jingyuan in the stands smile.

Meanwhile, in the inn's room, Fu Ming, feeling unwell, leaned against Alicia's chest. Strands of her hair were gently lifted by her fingertips, circling her knuckles in a soft arc before slipping gently through her fingers, carrying a touch of gentle ticklishness.

Alicia looked down at the person in her arms, a sweet smile curving her lips, her laughter as soft as honey floating in the air:

"Judging by the time, Xiao Shi should be on the field by now, right? Mei☆, if she knew that A Ming was being 'taken care of' like this by us, do you think she would abandon the competition and rush back in a hurry?"

Mei☆ was tracing the pale pink mark on Fu Ming's neck with her fingertips when she heard these words, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

"Hmm... even if I come, it's too late, ouch... Ah Ming... it's so hot~"

"hiss......"

Fu Ming's Adam's apple bobbed, and just as he was about to say something, his lips were blocked by a sweet "milk candy," leaving him only able to make smacking sounds.

Alicia leaned closer, her warm breath brushing against his reddened earlobes, her voice as soft as honey-soaked silk:

"Sweetie~ Don't talk. Staying with us is more important than anything else~"

Fu Ming stared at the swaying figure before him, breathing heavily, feeling a warm, soft touch behind him, massaging and squeezing his back.

(嫐)

In an instant, two gentle auras enveloped him, causing the heat within his body to rise even higher.

Mei☆ seemed to sense something, biting her lower lip slightly, a blush rising to her cheeks. She looked at Fu Ming with a faint smile:

"It seems... even more..."

Alicia subconsciously rubbed....:

"Oh my, I'm getting a little excited, Mei☆ hurry up~"

With the "milk candy" in his mouth, Fu Ming couldn't speak, and his body's instinctive reaction left him speechless.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn quietly passed. Fu Ming's palm gently covered Mei's waist, and the warmth from his body seemed to have a life of its own, slowly flowing through their tightly pressed skin.

The drowsiness and heat that had been lingering in my mind had dissipated almost completely without me noticing, and even my breathing had become shallow and steady.

Bo~

Mei☆ Her face was still flushed with a faint pink blush. She moved aside and gently gave way to Alicia, her eyes still holding a gentle smile of lingering affection.

Three cannon shots, like thunder, rolled across the field, signaling the end of halftime – the second round of "Competition and Defense" had begun.

Xing shook the person beside her, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement:

"Mom, don't get distracted! It's your turn to shine!"

Xiao Shi snapped out of his daze and leaped onto the arena. Yan Qing was already standing there, his athletic attire making the young man's figure appear even more upright.

Upon seeing her arrive, Yanqing immediately bowed respectfully, his manners impeccable, yet the eagerness in his eyes remained undisguised.

"Since our last encounter at Returning Star Harbor, I have been eagerly anticipating the next sparring session with Miss Xiaoshi. Today, as I defend my title, I will fight with all my might, and I urge Miss Xiaoshi to do the same!"

"Zheng——"

The longsword in his palm hummed as it was drawn from its sheath, its tip diagonally touching the ground, the tassel trembling slightly in the breeze. The fighting spirit surging in his eyes seemed more scorching than the sunlight.

Looking at his impatient expression, Xiao Shi's brows furrowed considerably, and a faint smile curved her lips.

"If that's the case, then come on, and don't disappoint me."

"it is good!"

Yanqing responded by drawing his sword, and several flying swords, like silver ribbons, sliced ​​through the air and thrust straight at him;

With a flick of his wrist, Xiao Shi drew the longsword in his hand. The blade traced a cold arc in the sunlight, precisely striking down each flying sword.

What followed was a fierce back-and-forth battle, with figures moving swiftly across the arena, swords flashing against clothing, and the continuous clanging of metal igniting the atmosphere of the arena.

"Yanqing! Yanqing! Yanqing!!!"

"Long live Lady Herrscher of Knowledge! Lady Herrscher of Knowledge is unparalleled...!!!"

On both sides of the stands, everyone was waving their arms, followed by an even more surging roar.

Jing Yuan chuckled, his fingertips casually stroking the swords, his gaze fixed on the crisscrossing sword lights on the arena, his tone carrying a hint of gratified composure.

The two on the ring seemed completely unaffected by the noise.

Yanqing's eyes suddenly surged with fighting spirit, and his sword aura rose accordingly—the several flying swords that had been knocked down by Xiaoshi took to the air again, swirling in the air like green butterflies, leaving afterimages, and surrounding the center of the arena from all directions.

Xiao Shi seemed to have anticipated this, neither dodging nor flinching. He slashed his longsword horizontally in front of his chest, and a burst of crimson sword energy suddenly exploded out.

"Om-"

The flying sword collided with the sword energy and was shaken so badly that it trembled in mid-air, unable to advance any further for a moment. Xiao Shi looked up at Yan Qing, a hint of surprise in her eyes, and a smile playing on her lips.

"It's only been a short time since our last encounter, yet you've improved so rapidly. Your talent is truly terrifying. If you weren't Ma Fei Ma's counterpart, I would have considered taking you as my disciple."

"Miss Xiaoshi, don't mention him again!"

The boy blushed more than a thousand words could express his feelings. He gritted his teeth and unleashed his sword energy. Two of his flying swords broke through the sword energy barrier and struck Xiao Shi from the left and right like two cold lights.

He gripped his main sword firmly, leaped into the air with his toes touching the ground, and slashed down from the front with the sword, which carried the force of cutting through the air.

Just as the blade was about to reach her, Xiao Shi suddenly spun around, her longsword twirling in her palm, not only accurately deflecting the flying swords on both sides, but also entangled Yan Qing's main sword.

The two men's wrists met, their swords locked tightly together. The air in the center of the arena was stirred up by the force of their stalemate, and the sharp sound of metal rubbing against metal was enough to make one's ears tingle.

Yanqing suddenly sprang free, his eyes gleaming with defiant brilliance. He gripped his longsword tightly, his deep shout carrying the force of a whirlwind:

"Yanqing has one more sword!"