Cosmic-Level Demon God
Chapter 138 - 138 108 Who is the Victim I Want to Fight Ten Second Update!

138: Chapter 108 Who is the Victim, I Want to Fight Ten (Second Update!) 138: Chapter 108 Who is the Victim, I Want to Fight Ten (Second Update!) “Assistant Qin, I’m going to attend Uncle Chen’s birthday dinner tonight.

Do you want to come along?”

Lin Yunqing proactively invited him, thinking it was high time to start the second round of financing.

The eight million yuan from the Martial Arts New Star plan, plus the Talent Project and the Education Fund’s miscellaneous expenses.

With the seed-round investment from himself and Uncle Chen, Assistant Qin was estimated to get over a hundred million yuan in sponsorship.

Next, after carefully selecting a few angel investors to raise the stakes a bit further, they would be able to purchase more rare products from Star Sea.

“Those kinds of events aren’t really my scene.”

Qin Shi was not very interested.

Although he had a decent relationship with Old Chen, a boy from Old Factory Street stumbling into an upper-class banquet seemed like a classic setup for trouble.

He feared that having to deal with waves of rich kids and heirs would leave his fists sore.

“Alright then.”

Lin Yunqing felt slightly disappointed.

“I’m going to level up.”

Qin Shi directly headed for the elevator, went down to the basement, turned on the fully-equipped computer, and logged into the Qiguang Heng University’s virtual combat room.

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…

Luo Wenbin recently felt like he was in love.

He constantly thought about the same person, closely followed their movements, and eagerly anticipated their online presence, longing to hear from them every day.

“This is torture!

School is about to start, why hasn’t Old Martial Brother appeared yet?”

Silently spying on the screen, watching the various messages in the communication group and threads on the campus forum, Luo Wenbin felt like ants were crawling all over his body.

If there wasn’t another victim soon, he and Xu Dong would become the disgrace of Qiguang Heng University’s Martial Arts System, forever stuck at the bottom of the food chain in their class and dorm.

Allowing their classmates to mistreat them, roommates to bully them, turning them into merciless attendance machines and cafeteria takeout errand boys!

“Just thinking about it is tragic!

Old Martial Brother, please defeat a few more people!

Best if you could topple Senior Ji, let everyone share the despair!”

Luo Wenbin browsed through the posts, silently praying.

He clicked on a post titled “Suspected Genius Playing Dumb to Catch the Tiger!

Detailed Analysis of Old Martial Sect Battles of the Spiritual Ability System!”.

The content was very detailed, with both pictures and text.

It meticulously reviewed the two victories of this mysterious newcomer from the Old Martial Sect.

“…I noticed a pattern.

This mysterious user, who we still don’t know which student from the Spiritual Ability System he is, lost once or many times before defeating Luo from the Extreme Stream and Xu from the Military Martial Arts Stream.

But after disappearing for about a week, when he reappeared, he had a great advantage and won.

I have reason to believe he is a battle genius with high insight.

Any strong enemy who treats him lightly or dismisses him as ‘weak’, ‘ordinary’, or ‘mediocre’ often ends up losing…”

Luo Wenbin was questioning his life.

Could it be that he lost to this Old Martial Sect newcomer because his initial performance was so-so, so he got marked?

As he was letting his mind wander, a notification suddenly popped up:

[Your friend, Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Foot Stance, is now online]

“Bro, you’re finally here!

Please mark a few Martial Arts System classmates for me!”

Luo Wenbin was overjoyed and immediately contacted Xu Dong, who had been feeling down and was engrossed in his crafting hobby.

[Cat Head Killer: Stop what you’re doing, Old Xu!

Quickly message Old Martial Brother to pick a few easy targets!]

[Peach Milk Tea: One sec, almost done, two minutes.]

[Cat Head Killer: Don’t lose heart, cheer up, Old Xu!

Do you want to be nailed to the pillar of shame forever?]

[Peach Milk Tea: I’m busy…

Almost done downloading the resources, hold on.]

Luo Wenbin was quite annoyed.

How did someone with such a mind full of perverted 2D art get into Qiguang Heng University!

He gave up on trying to motivate Xu Dong and directly contacted Old Martial Brother.

[Cat Head Killer: Hey, boss, you there?]

[Cat Head Killer: Haven’t seen you in a while.]

[Cat Head Killer: Even though I’m a Martial Arts System student at Qiguang Heng University, I’ve always admired the academic atmosphere of the Spiritual Ability System…]

“It’s that traitor from the Martial Arts System again.”

Qin Shi replied with a simple emoji.

[Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Foot Stance: Smile.JPG]

[Cat Head Killer: Boss, do you need any help?

I’m pretty familiar with all the classmates in the Martial Arts System.]

[Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Foot Stance: Can you help me compile a list of players with high victory points in each rank?]

[Cat Head Killer: No problem!

Give me ten minutes!]

Luo Wenbin enthusiastically searched the rankings, thinking to himself:

“Old Martial Brother must be planning to look for potential ‘weaklings’ to mark from this list.

Let’s see who will be the unlucky one!

I’ll start with a few Black Iron and Bronze players!”

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Moments later.

Qin Shi received a list, ranked from highest to lowest based on victory points.

“Great.

Time for an exhilarating big brawl to warm up.”

He looked excited, a fighting spirit gleaming in his eyes.

Next, he created a multiplayer combat room and sent match invitations to ten different Martial Arts System students.

[Easy Cloud], [Moonwalker], [Dongfang Bai], [No Paths Allowed]…

Ten online users received the combat invitations simultaneously.

[Easy Cloud: Multiplayer Arena?

What’s this guy up to?]

[Moonwalker: Winning two low-ranked Black Iron matches has gone to his head!

He actually dares to challenge us Bronze players!]

[No Paths Allowed: I’ll go first!]

The voice channel was filled with cursing and swearing.

All of them accepted the invitation together.

Ten rays of light heartily crashed down!

They appeared in a vast, windswept desert map!

“What’s going on?

Ten of us?

1V10?!”

Thanks to playing as a scout, Luo Wenbin attained spectator privileges and was dumbfounded.

Xu Dong, who had been dragged into the room, was also full of question marks: