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Xue Jing tilted his head, "There's no difficulty here, what's there to feel?"

He spoke the truth, and the spirit of the director in the backstage control room was instantly lifted.

Generally speaking, professional martial artist competitors from Zhuxia are conservative and modest due to the overall social atmosphere. To please most viewers and avoid attracting haters, they are extremely cautious and modest when speaking in interviews, as instructed by their management companies and clubs.

It was rare to encounter competitors who spoke so "bluntly."

And the appearance of such competitors meant that the traffic was incoming!

Whether their statements were debunked by facts later or proved that they indeed had the capability to make outrageous claims, it stoked the audience's emotions and generated interest in the competitor.

The director immediately grabbed the microphone by his mouth and whispered:

"Ask him a few more questions..."

In the interview room, a female staff member, hearing the instruction through her headphones, looked at Xue Jing with a smile, and said,

"Second question, Competitor Xue Jing, among the participants in this final, is there anyone you particularly need to watch out for?"

Xue Jing, understanding that the organizers intentionally wanted him to make some harsh statements, would have typically made a humble comment to save face at this moment.

However, he didn't rely on competing professionally for a living, didn't care at all, and saw no need to hold back, so he didn't bother pretending and simply said:

"There's no one I need to particularly watch out for; they all seem about the same."

The female employee's eyes brightened, "Eh... About Zhou Yinglin, you don't need to watch out for him either?"

"Who is Zhou Yinglin?"

"Hehe... What about Song Nanxing then?"

"Ah? Is there such a person?"

...

As the interview progressed, Xue Jing kept making explosive statements, thrilling the staff on site.

The viewership and playback count were going to explode this time!

Handsome and skilled, and knows how to stir things up, who else would be hot if not him!

"...So, the tenth question, does Competitor Xue Jing have a girlfriend?"

The female employee asked with a hopeful look.

Xue Jing looked at her strangely.

"Can you ask something more substantial... and by the way, is this interview going to go on this long?"

The female employee quickly checked the small notebook in her hand and apologized, "I'm sorry, there are just a few questions left, it's almost done."

"So, does Competitor Xue Jing have a girlfriend?"

Xue Jing said speechlessly, "What do you think? No comment."

The female employee sighed, her tone slightly reproachful, "I think it's a question the audience is very concerned about, just answer it straightforwardly..."

Xue Jing crossed his arms, leaned back, and chuckled without expression, then casually said, "Then yes, quite a few."

"Eh... so perfunctory."

The female employee said dissatisfied, feeling that Xue Jing's response was just a cursory effort to get by.

After a few more questions, as Xue Jing's impatience began to show,

"...This is really the last question."

The female employee, under Xue Jing's gaze, felt an inexplicable pressure in her heart, making her scalp tingle a bit.

"Competitor Xue Jing... do you have anything to say to the other competitors?"

Hearing this, Xue Jing got up from his chair and walked leisurely to the door.

All the cameras in the interview room followed his steps.

"There's an old saying in Egypt—'Only two types of creatures reach the top of the pyramid, the eagle and the snail.'"

Xue Jing said softly.

"Don't be disheartened; you have a chance to catch up with me. Keep it up."

With that, he opened the door and walked out of the interview room.

The scene was silent, and all the staff were stunned.

"What... did he mean by that?"

"Damn, I get it; he's saying he's the eagle, and the others are snails!"

"Damn, that's too arrogant, love it!"

"I'm floored, seriously floored; whether Xue Jing wins the championship or not, his level of show-off is definitely the best in this competition!"

"He's clearly showing off, but he talks like he's encouraging... absolutely ridiculous."

The scene was buzzing with noise as the staff discussed excitedly.

The director was even sliding on his knees in the control room celebrating.

This was definitely a moment and a quote for the ages, the ratings were going to explode!

...

"Little Jing, that was amazing!"

Jiang Siwei excitedly hugged Xue Jing and gave him a facial wash treatment.

"You spoke so well, now the entire focus of the finals is going to tilt massively towards you; you were born for this, amazing!"

Xue Jing first calmed down the annoyed Miao Miao with a pat, then gently pushed Jiang Siwei away and said,

"I was just telling the truth."

Aside from the intent to disgust Zhou Yinglin when he said 'Who is Zhou Yinglin?', his responses to other interview questions were genuinely in line with his true feelings, without any pandering to the audience.

That final 'encouragement' towards all the competitors was also a spur-of-the-moment thing.

Being on the same stage, in the same era as someone like him who stood out so vividly, must be somewhat desperate for others.

Xue Jing didn't feel guilty, but he did harbor a bit of compassionate sympathy for these people... which was why he gave them those encouraging words.

Of course, he understood that these statements might be misinterpreted by many in the short term... but he didn't care at all.

Not relying on this career made him that defiant; he never had to worry about things like public appeal.

"Xue Jun."

At the doorway of the studio, Otogirusu stood elegantly, smiling softly at Xue Jing as he approached the door.

He stood tall and handsome, attracting the attention of passersby, both men and women, who lingered their gaze on him for a long while.

Xue Jing nodded at him and greeted, "Suzuka."

"Xue Jun, your speech was brilliant."

Otogirusu praised.
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"Eagles and snails, what a perfect analogy; in this world, those who achieve great things are either geniuses with exceptional talents or relentless hard-workers, while the rest are mostly half-filled buckets shaking around, hardly making it big."

"These people might not understand the meaning behind your words for now... but in time, once they realize and appreciate the value of that statement, they will definitely thank you."

Otogirusu spoke softly, his eyes almost tender as he looked at Xue Jing.

Xue Jing moved his lips slightly, feeling a bit goosebumpy, waved his hand, and said,

"That's an Egyptian saying; I just borrowed it... Alright, the competition is about to start soon, see you later."

Otogirusu chuckled, "I'm really looking forward to your performance, Xue Jun."

Upon leaving the studio, Xue Jing asked Jiang Siwei who was following behind him,

"Wei, how long till the competition starts?"

He was the first competitor, facing the second competitor, Yin Muhu, in the opening match.

Jiang Siwei quickly glanced at her watch and replied, "About an hour and a half."

"I know where Little Yin's resting room is; we still have some time before the match, want to go see her?"

Jiang Siwei suggested.

Xue Jing thought for a moment then said softly,

"No, it's not good to disturb her now; let's just head back to the resting room to prepare."

Jiang Siwei had no objections, nodded, and said, "Alright."

Once back in the resting room, Xue Jing pulled out the Green Cube from his pocket.

This time, he merely twisted one layer of the Magic Cube with one hand and then tossed it into the air.

A vortex of green light, resembling a wormhole, appeared in the air, swirling around. Xue Jing reached into it and slowly drew out the Forgotten Greatsword.

He held the Giant Sword with one hand and spun a sword flower in the air, creating a huge airflow that blew all the lighter items in the dressing room around.

"You're going to fight her with this... isn't it a bit much?"

Miao Miao voiced her concern.

Xue Jing gripped the handle of the sword, and gently leaned the blade of the Giant Sword on the ground.

Even so, the moment it touched the ground, there was still a heavy 'thunk.'

Xue Jing said with a smile, "Shady Girl said she had a surprise for me, I shouldn't hold back either."

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