CHAPTER 312: CHAPTER 312: LITTLE QING, MY SILLY GOOSE

The third turn, attacking from behind the Little Qing Mecha?

Is this the real purpose?

Ji You pursed her lips, three attacks, three turns; one could say that all were her targets, or that none were. Because—her only goal was one thing: to exhaust all of Little Qing’s mech energy.

The mechs of both parties were identical, with the same energy systems, the same weapon systems. At this point, to achieve victory, the quickest and most reliable method was, of course, to deplete the opponent’s energy first.

Energy is the foundation.

Energy is the key to determining victory.

Mm-hmm~

Little Qing increased the thrusters, widening the gap with the Rag Queen, when he suddenly thought of something and quickly checked his energy reserves, just as the system timely indicated a 5% energy consumption.

Shen Changqing’s expression darkened as he understood what was happening.

In the audience, the majority were stunned by Ji You’s maneuver; even though she didn’t succeed, her demonstration of skill with the blade earned the admiration of many, with numerous fans expressing their regret:

"Ah! She didn’t land the hit."

"What a pity, she didn’t manage to hit."

"Next round, keep going."

"Little Qing’s reflexes are so quick; it’s probably only with such reflexes that he can dodge the Rag Queen’s attacks."

...

Most of the audience was kept in the dark, but there were also many who realized the significance, commenting, "Is she planning to deplete her opponent’s energy? Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"

It can be said that not only did Shen Changqing understand Ji You’s intention, but the audience also progressively came to the same realization.

At this moment—

Shen Changqing’s counterattack began, and Ji You’s expression tensed as she turned to flee.

Shen Changqing’s Longsword swung into the air, quickly retracted, and while retracting, he delicately twirled a flourish of his sword—displaying both the finesse and the cutting edge of the sword and astonishing everyone present.

"Little Qing’s swordsmanship is clearly practiced."

"To reach such a level, it’s not merely about having practiced; this must be the result of strenuous training from a young age."

"Look! The Rag Queen is attacking again!"

Ji You’s Big Chopper cleaved through the air towards Shen Changqing, as if splitting open the heavens, full of power.

Boom—

The sound of the air being sliced filled the arena.

But Little Qing was not weak; with a swing of his hand, his sword blocked the attack of the chopper.

Boom boom boom—

In just a few seconds, amidst the flashes of blades and swords... the two had exchanged over a dozen rounds of blows, too fast for the crowd to follow, unable to clearly discern or predict who was stronger or weaker...

"This match is tough to handle."

"Who should I bet on?"

"Who should I bet on? Who are you guys betting on?"

"Given the situation, I can only leave it to fate. I’m flipping a coin—heads I bet on Little Qing, tails on the Rag Queen—ahhh! It seems fate is telling me to bet on Little Qing... It’s torturous."

...

During the first 10 seconds of the match, the audience can observe the situation and choose to place their bets. But after 10 seconds, you automatically forfeit the right to bet. Of course, there are some exceptions; in some matches like the previous few between Ji You and Little Qing that were decided within 5 seconds, betting stops automatically as soon as the outcome is evident, and those who failed to place their bets in time are considered to have waived their right.

So, with betting, timing is everything. Nobody can be sure if the match will last for 10 seconds.

On the battlefield, the clash between Ji You and Shen Changqing was still intense. To conserve energy, both chose to fight with cold weapons—one with the Big Chopper, delivering fierce and forceful strikes, the other with the Longsword, using flexible and resilient techniques, the very embodiment of using softness to overcome hardness. For a time, neither could gain the upper hand, resulting in a brief standoff...

Ji You’s brow furrowed slightly; it was only at this moment that she realized how incredibly skillful Shen Changqing was with the Longsword—such expertise could only be achieved through long, continuous training.

And herself?

She was entirely self-taught, with no formal training in battle tactics, skills, or experience. The reason she used a knife was simply because, in her previous life, the only weapon she had handled frequently was a kitchen knife. Although this Big Chopper was cruder, heavier, and more rustic than a kitchen knife, it was still something she was familiar with. One should never use a weapon on the battlefield that they are not familiar with, so when choosing her cold weapon, she still opted for the Big Chopper.

Ji You knew that if the current fighting style continued, she would definitely end up at a disadvantage.

So—

One word: Charge!

Ji You swung the Big Chopper into the air and dashed towards Xiaoqing with astonishing speed. To everyone’s surprise, their vision blurred momentarily, and she had already dive-bombed right in front of Xiaoqing. Just as the Big Chopper was about to come slashing down, Xiaoqing’s Longsword spun in mid-air, suddenly entangling the Big Chopper.

With such a delicate move, the Longsword easily blocked the attack of the Big Chopper once again.

But—

Suddenly—

Instead of withdrawing in time, the Big Chopper pressed on with even greater force, continuously closing in on the head of Xiaoqing’s Mecha. Xiaoqing raised a mechanical arm and gently flipped the Longsword, wrapping up the Big Chopper.

Xiaoqing had blocked this wave of attacks too. Reciprocity is a fundamental principle, and as Xiaoqing pursed her lips, preparing to counterattack—at that very moment, Ji You made a move that took everyone by surprise.

She let go of the Big Chopper!

In other words, she voluntarily discarded her weapon.

The viewers were all briefly stunned.

So was Xiaoqing.

What is she doing?

In such an intense, tense, critical moment, she suddenly let go of her weapon, effectively leaving herself exposed to the enemy, right?

It was also while discarding her weapon, in the instant everyone was shocked, that Ji You raised her foot and kicked viciously towards Xiaoqing’s foot. Xiaoqing reflexively stepped back to avoid the attack.

Ji You leaped up and jumped onto Xiaoqing’s Mecha, fiercely grabbing its head.

Everyone: "!!!"

Xiaoqing: "!!!"

Ji You threw a punch, bombarding Xiaoqing’s Mecha head, one punch! Two! Three...

Bang—

Bang—

Bang—

The sheer brute force collision sparked a flurry of sparks. Listening to these smacking punches, everyone’s heart trembled uncontrollably as they felt goosebumps and mentally lit a candle for Xiaoqing.

Jeez~

Brutal!

Too brutal.

She was even rougher than beasts.

...

Xiaoqing, in an instant, counterattacked. He tried to shake off the Rag Queen, but her sticky methods were certified through countless experiences in the market; once attached, there was no shaking her off.

For a moment, Shen Changqing, who had always appeared calm, collected, and composed, began to bead sweat on his forehead quietly.

Danger!

The real danger wasn’t her sheer physical attack, it was—she was about to launch a Spiritual Attack!!!

Sweat covered Shen Changqing’s forehead as he saw, through the electronic eye, Ji You’s slightly panicked expression. Ji You chuckled and said: "Silly boy, I never planned on simply comparing brute strength and cold weapons with you. How could you be so silly?" Oh so adorably silly—Everything she had done before, whether it was wearing down the opponent’s energy system, or the comparison of swordplay, all of it was bluffing, all of it was a blind eye method. Her true objective was only one: to confuse the enemy, catch them off guard, and blow up both the enemy and their Mecha!

Hearing this, Shen Changqing’s face changed.

And just at this moment, everything was ready, Ji You smiled crookedly and said: "This queen has blown up many a Mecha, but I haven’t yet had the pleasure of blowing up an antique mech. It’s time for you to witness my true skill."

Boom—