Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 900 - 922: Death God Is Coming!

Chapter 900: Chapter 922: Death God Is Coming!

"Destiny, this is truly destiny. As long as Hua Buqi doesn’t perform, we’ve won for sure this time."

"Yes, I’ve heard that Hua Buqi was already a minor celebrity abroad. If she were to perform this time, with her performance experience, she would definitely win the championship."

The beauties competing on the same stage couldn’t help but smirk internally when they saw the lights suddenly go off.

These top girls from the performance department all aspired to reach greater heights in the future.

And now they’ve encountered Huahua, an unimaginably formidable opponent for them.

Now that their opponent’s performance has been cut off, in this university era where it’s like a battlefield, for the sake of their future and their prospects,

they would rather see their opponent taken down by this opportunity.

"What should we do, what should we do? Why did the lights go off suddenly? Does this mean Hua’s performance can’t go on, and the performances of the last few contestants are over?"

Tangtang was even more anxious than Huahua, her small hands sweating as she kept pulling at Nangong Bing and Meng Youjing’s hands, her heart burning with urgency.

She knew her own talent couldn’t compare to Huahua’s. If it was her in this situation, it would be fine. But all of this was the beginning of Hua’s dream. Her kind and pure heart knew the impact this competition had on Hua.

If it was just because of the light problem, Hua’s comeback on the road to stardom would definitely be embarrassed by today’s events being used as a laughing stock by her peers.

Not only was Liu Tangtang anxious, but Nangong Bing was also like an ant on a hot pan.

If this were in the business world, with Nangong Bing’s skills, she would even have the ability to bring the dead back to life. But now, this was just a small competition, yet it carried significant meaning, leaving her helpless.

Even someone like Meng Youjing, experienced in the entertainment industry, was at a loss now.

The three beauties, crowned as the most gorgeous, were now troubled by this small lighting issue.

The audience below was already in an uproar; these were the last few contestants in the competition.

Seeing the lights had gone out, many student judges began to express their intention to leave.

The stage, surrounded by over a thousand spectators, was enough to make anyone dazzling, but now Huahua stood lonely on the stage, without even the last glimmer of radiance. Alone, isolated.

No one could see her expression at this moment, nor could anyone see whether she was happy or sad.

Even in a corner below the stage.

Zhou Wenlong and Deng Ziwen, these two troublemakers, watched everything unfold with cigarettes in their mouths, smirking.

"So, what do you think? I told you, her success or failure is entirely up to my word. Do you believe in my power now?"

Zhou Wenlong smiled contentedly at the darkened stage.

If Lin Zifeng hadn’t offended him before, and if Huahua wasn’t close to Lin Zifeng, he wouldn’t have bothered to retaliate against Huahua.

"Brother Wenlong, your move is really clever. I never thought you’d actually use this trick, it’s just too satisfying."

Deng Ziwen’s face twisted; having been heartlessly turned down by Huahua before, he still held a grudge deep inside.

Now, taking his rare revenge, a suppressed thrill in his heart was unleashed all at once.

The most baffling thing for him was not knowing who was responsible for the downfall of Ye Wudao along with the Dragon Roar Society.

It was rumored to be the Ability Society. But, as an ordinary rich kid, he could never fathom the existence of such a society.

"Revenge is always best served eventually. I helped you this time, remember that."

Zhou Wenlong exhaled smoke, squinting his eyes, and gave him a meaningful side glance.

"Don’t worry, Brother Wenlong. This time I owe you a favor. If you like, I can get that chick from the Archaeology Department, Yan Qingcheng, for you. How about it? That chick is really something. Anytime you want, I can have her brought to you for you to enjoy."

Deng Ziwen said with a creepy grin, looking particularly disgusting.

"*Cough cough*... well, I didn’t say anything. It depends on whether you’re interested or not."

"Haha... I understand, I understand. Leave everything to me, and I’ll make sure it satisfies you, Brother Wenlong—"

With that, the two began to laugh obscenely.

...

Meanwhile, on stage, Huahua watched as the audience left one by one, feeling a deep sense of loss arise in her heart.

She had worked so hard to become the best star, spending most of her time learning various skills to improve her capabilities.

Anticipating this day, she had dreamed of it countless times.

Every night, in her dreams, she would imagine becoming the hottest star of her era, showcasing all her talents to everyone who supported her.

Everyone has dreams, and deep down, everyone’s heart holds a passionate desire to pursue those dreams.

"I’m sorry, I quit."

Finally, under immense pressure, Huahua’s voice choked a little.

In her hardship, she ultimately chose to quit.

"Hua, you can’t! We won’t lose!"

Liu Tangtang was the first to shout out.

"Huahua!"

Meng Youjing also recognized the seriousness of the situation. If Huahua chose to quit now, it would undoubtedly inflict unimaginable harm on her future, potentially leaving an indelible mark on her life.

But just as everyone thought Hua Buqi was doomed to lose.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in from the sky as three helicopters flew over everyone’s heads at Yunhai University.

"Swish, swish, swish—!"

Three intense beams of light instantly illuminated the stage around Hua Buqi, making the originally small stage as bright as day!

When people’s eyes turned back to the stage.

Deprived of the stage lights, Huahua once again faced the crowd with confidence.

Three military helicopters hovered in the air, their presence stunning all the students below!

At this moment, while Liu Tangtang and others were looking for Lin Zifeng, they received a message from him.

"How’s that for a performance?"

No one was more excited than Liu Tangtang.

This girl was almost screaming with excitement, holding her phone.

"Yay yay yay! He’s here! He’s here!"

"Who’s here?"

Meng Youjing frowned, puzzled.

Standing behind her, Nangong Bing felt a sweet softness in her heart. She knew these helicopters must have been arranged by Lin Zifeng.

"Death God is here! Death God is here! My idol has arrived!"

Liu Tangtang, holding her phone, joyfully screamed in the crowd.

As the music started, standing on the stage, Huahua’s moist eyes gazed at the three helicopters in the sky, and her inner sadness instantly turned into an emotional wave.