# Chapter 872: Are You Trying to Defy Heaven? (Bonus Chapter)
Xiao Hei clenched his fists on the side, his face full of frustration!
(๑･᷅◠･᷄)و Damn it!
Big Brother got to have his fun, but he didn't even get to hit anyone himself. If only he'd known, he should have gone first!
Ever since coming to Pioneer Academy, he hadn't gotten to slap anyone properly!
Jiangnan smiled and put his arm around Xiao Hei's shoulders.
"Don't panic, isn't there still the next round? You'll have your chance to shine!"
With that, he raised his eyebrows at Tom and the others.
(๑◔ڡ◔ิ๑)
Tom, Danny, and the others all swallowed hard, feeling uncertain.
At this moment, Martin, the slicked-back hair guy, and the others all had red eyes.
"Go for it, don't be cowardly! Have you forgotten the vows we made together last night? Have you forgotten that sincere agreement?"
The match result didn't matter—as long as they hit Jiangnan's face and made it swell up, they hadn't lost!
The handprint on his face would be their medal of honor!
Tom looked at Jiangnan's provocative expression, his fists cracking as he clenched them.
He turned to look at his own team members.
Danny's face was sallow, his cheeks sunken, his expression full of terror.
(›･᷄ﾛ･᷅‹): "N-No way, I can't beat Nan Shen, and I can't handle that Saint Xiao either!"
After yesterday's round, Danny felt like his whole being was hollow.
Shirley: (⇀﹏↼‶) "I'm a girl, I don't want to get slapped."
Lightning Brother broke out in a cold sweat: "Nan... Nan Shen, just forget it. I don't want to end up like Charles, being a shameless bastard."
At that moment, one by one they backed down, and Tom's face darkened.
Where was that energy you all had when you first arrived—that "I'll conquer heaven, earth, and air" attitude?
Now you're all so chicken-hearted?
Just then, Sean slowly closed his book, his expression calm.
"Leave it to me. Actually, as long as you get the first move in the slap, you can land it."
"All you need is to win at rock-paper-scissors. A 50% chance seems unsolvable, but that's not the case."
"Based on my analysis, I'm fully confident I can win the first move and slap Jiangnan's face!"
Tom's eyes lit up: "Oh? How so?"
Sean curled his lips into a light smile.
"There are many factors that determine whether someone throws rock, scissors, or paper!"
"Environmental factors at the time, the person's mental state, breathing rate, eye movements and heartbeat, the angle of their hand behind their back, micro-expressions on their face..."
"I've listed 120 influencing factors. By analyzing each one the moment the opponent makes their move, I can predict what they're going to throw."
(･᷅ὢ･᷄) "I call this method the 120-Factor Comprehensive Index Guess-Analysis Prediction Method, or the 120 Direct Prediction Method for short."
As soon as he said this, everyone in the room looked at Sean in bewilderment.
Doesn't the name of your prediction method sound a bit unlucky?
120 Direct?
Don't end up going straight to the emergency room the moment you use it!
Tom swallowed: "Is this reliable? Is this really something a human can do?"
Sean shrugged: "Have you forgotten my codename? The Data Emperor. My strongest weapon isn't my ability—it's my brain."
"Fighting requires brains. If you don't believe me, try it."
Tom really didn't believe it. He went up and started playing rock-paper-scissors with Sean. Sean focused intently on every movement Tom made, his eyes scanning every detail without missing a beat.
What happened next was shocking. Out of ten rounds, Sean won seven, and the remaining three were ties.
Tom was stunned. What the hell? It actually works!
Danny and the others' eyes lit up too, and they took turns competing with Sean. The results were either Sean winning or a tie.
Even Zhao Dezhu and Xiao Zhen couldn't sit still anymore.
Rock-paper-scissors—an ancient game passed down since the Triassic period—could actually be analyzed to find a guaranteed winning method?
At this moment, the audience in the live stream was shocked.
"Holy crap! Analyzing 120 influencing factors in the moment of a throw to predict what the opponent will throw? Is that really something a human brain can do?"
"Isn't this guy basically a living quantum computer? I'm kind of impressed!"
"Wait... isn't this just rock-paper-scissors? Do you guys have to take it this seriously? Using analytical methods? These people are going to kill me with their antics!"
"All this effort just to hit Nan Shen's face? If they put this much serious effort and mental energy into cultivation, wouldn't they ascend to heaven?"
Having seen Sean's brilliance, Ye Xinghe and Mo Tian couldn't help but worry for Jiangnan.
If he really lost, Nan Shen would get slapped right off the bat!
Oh dear...
But Jiangnan wasn't the least bit panicked. You can analyze all you want, what are you going to find?
My Lucky Little Cherry's 30-minute luck boost hasn't worn off yet!
I, Jiang Tianxuan's will, is heaven's will!
Want to beat me? That's going against heaven itself!
Sean, you're impressive—you actually want to defy heaven?
Ambitious!
Sean stepped forward, tucked his left hand behind his back, and pushed up his glasses with his right middle finger, full of confidence.
"Jiangnan! Do you dare face me?"
Jiangnan snorted coldly, strode forward boldly, and tucked his hands behind his back.
"What's there to fear? Afraid of you?"
Everyone's hearts were in their throats.
Meanwhile, the audience in the live stream was super speechless.
"Come on! Someone watching would think this was some epic showdown, the Battle of the Forbidden City!"
"But these two are actually about to play rock-paper-scissors..."
Still, they couldn't help but get tense, because if Jiangnan lost, he'd get slapped in the face.
The moment they each took their positions, Sean's eyes locked onto every movement and expression Jiangnan made.
His brain went into overdrive, frantically analyzing what Jiangnan was going to throw.
Jiangnan grinned brightly.
(๑¯ิٹ¯ิ) "I'm going to throw rock in a bit."
Everyone was stunned. Nan Shen actually told Sean what he was going to throw?
Sean's heart raced, and he analyzed frantically.
Rock?
Based on my analysis, Jiangnan is quite confident and especially likes to destroy things and modify the map.
Subconsciously, the probability of him throwing scissors is about 68%.
Is Jiangnan saying this to throw me off? Trying to trick me into throwing paper to cover his rock, while actually throwing scissors to beat me?
Then I'll throw rock to beat his scissors!
No! Jiangnan absolutely can't be that shallow. He must be faking—saying rock to trick me into throwing rock, wanting me to cover it with paper!
Well played! So Jiangnan is playing on the next level?
Then I'll throw scissors!
Wait, if he actually throws rock, then I'd lose!
Was everything he said just now a cover for this step?
Ambitious bastard! You think I can't see through it?
Hah! Then I'll throw paper!
No, that's wrong. When Jiangnan said he was going to throw rock, his gaze deviated left by 0.7 microseconds, the corner of his eye twitched slightly, and his heart rate was a bit abnormal.
In micro-expression psychology, that's a sign of lying.
He must be trying to lure me into throwing paper, then beat me with scissors!
Then I'll throw rock!
Hmm? For a cautious man like Jiangnan, who does things flawlessly, how could he show such a micro-expression flaw when lying?
He... he deliberately showed it to me!
He wants me to think he's lying?
But he's not? God! Is Jiangnan playing on the sub-sub-level?
This is a master among masters!
I'll throw paper!
No, what I think isn't actually what I think—it's what Jiangnan wants me to think?
Alright then, so...
Sean gritted his teeth, his brain already overclocked. Visible white smoke rose from his forehead, his face turning bright red.
A trickle of blood dripped from his nostril to the ground, his expression ferocious.
(ꐦʘ̆ཀʘ̆ꐦ)
"Good calculation! Such deep schemes! What a heavy mind!"
Jiangnan: ୧(๑･᷄ࡇ･᷅)?
Hey! Big bro, what are you doing?
I haven't even slapped you yet, and you're already bleeding from the nose?
How am I scheming? How am I heavy-minded?
It's just rock-paper-scissors! What are you agonizing over there?
At this moment, Ye Xinghe and Xiao Zhen stared at Jiangnan in horror.
What the hell? Nan Shen only said one sentence, and he already made Sean bleed from the nose?
This CPU clearly needs liquid cooling—it's about to burn out! His brain fluid is about to boil!
Sean's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth almost ground to dust, and his head was billowing white smoke.
(ꐦ͡⚆益͡⚆ꐦ) No! There's a trick!
Jiangnan: "Brother Zhu, hurry up and call the start, or Sean might crash!"
Sean was startled.
Why is Jiangnan urging the start? Is he anxious, afraid I'll see through his real intention?
I'll throw paper! No, that's wrong—he must be putting on a show for me!
I've long heard that Jiangnan's acting is Oscar-level, so...
Zhao Dezhu was also dumbfounded.
"Three, two, one! Throw!"
They both threw at the same instant!
ᕙ(ꐦಠ益ಠ)⇩(･᷅◡･᷄๑)ᕗ
୧(‧̣̥̇꒪Д꒪)✄❍(･᷄ٹ･᷅๑)۶
At that moment, Sean was completely stunned.
Jiangnan hadn't lied at all—he threw rock. And Sean threw scissors.
The scissors were, without a doubt, blunted.
✃Σ❍
Sean staggered back two steps, clutching his head, utterly incredulous.
"Im-Impossible! Tell me, how many levels deep did you go? I analyzed tens of thousands of layers, countless probabilities and possibilities!"
"How could you throw rock? This doesn't make sense! Were you at the center of the earth with this move?"
Jiangnan: ╮(•́ω•̀)╭
"I told you I was going to throw rock, didn't I? If you'd just thrown paper, you would have won."
"What the hell were you analyzing? I felt sorry for you guys and gave you a chance, but you didn't take it."
"Did you intentionally lose to me? You're just too brilliant!"
Sean: *cough* ꉂꉂ(꒪ͦε꒪ͦ‧̣̥̇)
A mouthful of old blood sprayed out of Sean's mouth.
You actually threw rock!
I just ~%?…;#*’☆!
All that analysis for nothing, billions of brain cells dead!
[From Sean: Resentment Value +1000!]
[From...]
Jiangnan was overjoyed!
The Lucky Little Cherry really is a divine artifact—telling someone what he's going to throw and still winning?
Actually, Jiangnan just wanted to experiment with how lucky he could get. He didn't think about anything at all.
And he still won!
I'm just too lucky!
Sean's attempt to defy heaven had failed!
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Author's Note: