Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 39 Encountered a Doubles Attack

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Qingzhe slipped away again, disappearing into the denser bushes.

Unable to defeat his opponent in both encounters, Ma Yinuo stomped his foot in anger.

She turned her head, her charming eyes filled with a hint of grievance, and said in a sweet voice:

"That guy named Zhang Qingzhe, you also have a grudge against him, right?"

Zheng Hangfei may appear reckless, but he has his own agenda.

He could tell that Ma Yinuo really wanted to get rid of Zhang Qingzhe, but he himself put on an indifferent attitude:

"Me and him? It was just a verbal argument, nothing serious."

"What the hell!"

Ma Yinuo pouted in dissatisfaction, with a hint of coquetry, "Can you help me eliminate him?"

Zheng Hangfei glanced at the complex environment of the bushes.

If you rush in, you're likely to be ambushed.

With his current points, he's already firmly in the top ranks, so there's really no need for him to take this risk.

So he replied absentmindedly:

"Forget it, he's already hiding, why bother?"

But Zhang Qingzhe had previously eliminated Ma Yinuo's "boyfriend" using only his martial arts skills, and even looked down on her, a beautiful woman.

This left Ma Yinuo with a considerable grudge, and she was determined to take revenge on this straight-laced man.

Ma Yinuo leaned closer to Zheng Hangfei and whispered softly:

"Help me eliminate him... I can spend some time with you this weekend."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Hangfei's eyebrows shot up, finally showing some interest:

"Oh? How about we go to the beach this weekend?"

Ma Yinuo flicked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a charming smile, and replied in a coquettish voice:

"No way! My boyfriend asked me out this weekend."

"Your boyfriend is such a quiet type, what fun is there in being with him?"

"I like honest guys; honest guys are the kind of people who are suitable for marriage."

"Then what's the point of us playing...?"

"Hehe! He dotes on me. As soon as it gets dark, he takes me back to my place and never touches me."

"Hmph! I didn't come here to hear you brag about your boyfriend."

"No! I mean, we can meet up tonight."

"Well?"

Zheng Hangfei was stunned for a moment.

Then he sneered inwardly, thinking, "This woman is such a bitch."

However, since it's a "free treat" delivered to his doorstep, he might as well take it, since he doesn't have to take responsibility afterwards.

"Sure!" Zheng Hangfei laughed heartily. "Then I'll lend you a hand."

He drew his card, infused it with ample magic energy, and swung it fiercely towards the bushes—

A crescent-shaped wind blade roared out, like an invisible giant scythe, cleanly slicing a shrub in half.

"Zhang Qingzhe, get out here!"

Zheng Hangfei shouted arrogantly, "With the number of [Magic Circulations] I can launch more than a dozen more wind blades! I can level this thicket; you can't dodge them!"

Ma Yinuo also gripped the card tightly, his fingertips glowing with magical energy, keeping a close eye on the bushes, ready to finish them off with a fireball at any moment.

Inside the bushes, Zhang Qingzhe crouched low, using the cover to move quickly.

The Fireball card was accidentally destroyed, and now he only has one Basic Shield card left.

At this moment, he thought helplessly once again that he really should have chosen the "Life School"...

The mock exams over there, with their "Life Cards," are more suitable for me to demonstrate my abilities.

Under Zheng Hangfei's relentless wind cutting, the area of ​​bushes that could provide cover was rapidly shrinking.

Zhang Qingzhe quickly considered countermeasures.

Should we fight to the death?

Using a [Primary Shield] to withstand a [Wind Blade], and taking the opportunity to get close and engage in hand-to-hand combat with Zheng Hangfei?

Judging from Zheng Hangfei's robust physique, his close combat ability is probably not weak either.

With Ma Yinuo also watching closely from the side, Zhang Qingzhe felt that he was probably at a disadvantage.

In the professors' viewing area, everyone held their breath, watching the most exciting match since the start of the competition.

In previous competitions, several seeded players were too pragmatic.

They were so focused on hunting down ordinary students to get high scores that they rarely had any evenly matched confrontations.

At this moment, the pairing of Zhang Qingzhe with Zheng Hangfei and Ma Yinuo truly piqued everyone's interest.

"Zhang Qingzhe is forced to fight two opponents at once, and he's likely to lose. Especially since Zheng Hangfei is on the other side." A professor shook his head helplessly.

"However, his rate of progress is indeed quite astonishing. I just checked his records, and he seemed to have been just an ordinary 'Muggle' when he enrolled."

"That's truly surprising. Perhaps by next year, he'll be qualified to compete head-on with Zheng Hangfei."

At this moment, Professor Kang Ping snorted coldly and interjected:

"Zhang Qingzhe's success is just due to luck. Zheng Hangfei from our class has always been very consistent in his abilities. I believe the gap between the two will only widen next year."

If it were any other time, Xia Qiwei would have retorted without hesitation upon hearing such words.

But at this moment, even she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After all, Zhang Qingzhe couldn't use the [Fireball Card], which undoubtedly put him at a huge disadvantage.

Gu Xintong stood quietly to the side and observed, feeling that she had learned a lot.

However, the current tense situation made her involuntarily frown.

"This person's card-making skills are so good... how come they're so clumsy when using cards?"

Gu Xintong gently pursed her soft lips and muttered something in a low voice that only she could hear.

This soft mutter was overheard by Xia Qiwei: "Is the card-making technology good? Hmm..."

A sly glint suddenly appeared in her beautiful purple eyes.

In the audience, several professors also noticed Gu Xintong at this moment.

When they saw the girl's face clearly, they were all captivated by her beauty and began to whisper among themselves:

"Was that girl also in Professor Xia's class?"

"She looks really good... Is she a [witch]?"

A witch-like professor blinked, examined the woman carefully for a moment, and then gently shook her head.

"It doesn't seem like it. However, she seems to have the blood of a [witch]."

"It's such a pity that she wasn't selected as an apprentice candidate," an old professor said regretfully.

But someone quickly reminded him:

"She was selected, but not from our school—she's from the neighboring [Constructivist School]."

"What? How can such a fashionable girl be a member of the 'Structuralist School'?"

The members of the [Sculpting School] are known for their distinctive personalities, and each of them dresses like a fashion model.

The group of professors standing together looked like they were holding a fashion show.

Even the oldest dean, Dean Zhou, was dressed like a star from an old movie.

In contrast, Xia Qiwei, this "Great Witch," is already dressed quite beautifully.

But even standing with these professors, one can still see the languidness unique to the "witch".

In the view of the "Sculpting School," the "Constructivist School" belongs to the common people.

From inner temperament to outer attire, one should embody the spirit of a rustic leopard.

Therefore, when the professors saw Gu Xintong's appearance, their first reaction was that she should belong to the "Energistic School".

Another professor asked curiously, "So what's this girl doing here?"

"She's probably worried about her boyfriend, so she came to watch the simulation game," someone replied.

"Boyfriend? Which one?"

All the professors' eyes began to scan the audience.