Chapter 873: Are You Even Human?
Tom and the others had their jaws practically hitting the floor, their faces turning red from holding in laughter!
They said they'd fight with their brains, right?
The guy tells you he's throwing rock, and you go and throw scissors?
And this "120 Direct Prediction Method"?
You must be planning to get a brain removal surgery, right?
This is just too embarrassing—what did you even analyze? Nothing at all?
Sean stared blankly at his own hands, his eyes full of disbelief!
"This is absolutely impossible! How could my 120 Direct Prediction Method fail?"
"Where did I go wrong?"
Jiangnan grinned slyly.
(๑¯ิʖ̫¯ิ) "It's not you who's wrong—it's the world!"
For this half hour! I, Jiang Tianxuan, am invincible!
Even if I throw three seconds before you, you still can't win!
Tom stepped forward and patted Sean on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's just one slap. If you get through it, we can still fight Jiangnan!"
Sean gritted his steel teeth, staring at the three "ዽ"-shaped holes in the wall, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva!
A miscalculation!
"Come on! Hit me!"
With that, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and leaned his face forward!
Tom, Danny, and the others stood behind him, clenching their fists, cheering Sean on!
Jiangnan tightened his small gloves, ready to strike!
☚(｡•̀◡́｡)☛
Sean shuddered: "Wait! Hold on! Take off your gloves before you hit me!"
He'd figured it out—he absolutely couldn't give Jiangnan any chance to take advantage!
That one slap might make him lose his memory too, and it probably had something to do with the gloves!
Jiangnan cleared his throat: "If I take them off, it'll hurt a lot more. You sure about that?"
This way, there's no save point. So to avoid getting slapped myself, I'll have to go all out!
"Take them off!"
Jiangnan obediently removed his gloves and rubbed his little hands together!
☜(｡‾́◡‾́｡)☞
"Alright, here I go!"
With that, Jiangnan activated Blood Incineration full power, every bone and muscle in his body vibrating!
Especially his spine—the great dragon of thirty-three vertebrae squeezed and clashed together, making popping sounds like exploding beans!
Then he struck without hesitation!
Power surged from his foot as he pushed off the ground, channeled through the perfect coordination of his entire body, transmitted by the twisting of the spinal dragon, gathering all his strength into a single force!
The whole motion was fluid and seamless, Jiangnan's arm whipping out like a leather cord!
A sharp air whistle sounded! "Smack!" It landed on Sean's face!
"Whirlwind Palm Technique!"
(ꐦ•̀口•́)ﾉ(ଵ#)3ଵ) Pwah!
A crisp crack echoed, and Sean's eyes nearly popped out from the force!
All the power concentrated on Sean's body, sending his head spinning 170 degrees with a "crack" sound!
He didn't fly off—instead, his entire body spun at high speed, even creating an afterimage, whipping up a whirlwind right there in the training room!
You could barely tell he was a person; he was just a spinning top!
Because his neck was twisted out of alignment by the slap, Sean could barely control his own body!
The intense centrifugal force flung his arms straight out, and he spun wildly around the room!
ヽ(｡ര口ര｡)ﾉ Aaah!
And he wasn't spinning in place—he was moving flexibly all over the place!
Tom, Danny, and the others closest to him didn't even have time to react!
*Slap… slap… slap… slap… slap!* Five times!
Sean's flailing arms landed evenly across the cheeks of the five people, sending their heads snapping to the side in utter bewilderment!
Tom: (꒪ε(#꒪)?
Shirley: (•︠ε(#•︡)?
Danny: (͡°ε(#͡°)?
...
Their formation was perfectly aligned as they exchanged glances, full of panic!
Did we just get slapped by a spinning top?
How the hell do you slap someone into a spinning top?
You think you're playing with a spinning toy top, huh?
At that moment, Big Black and Little Black were awestruck, staring at Jiangnan with admiration!
"Boss! You're truly the godfather of Ossus! I... I think I'm catching some of the essence!"
"A human spinning top! As long as you don't break the force balance, it can probably keep spinning for a long time!"
The students all looked at Jiangnan in amazement—so Nan Shen had this hidden trick?
A whip-like slapping technique? Was he learning from Grandpa Sun's method of spinning gas canisters?
Not only did he slap Sean, but he also used Sean's momentum to slap the other five faces simultaneously?
A limit one-carry-five?
More than just killing two birds with one stone—he destroyed the entire bird's nest!
As Sean spun toward Martin and the others, clearly about to slap them, the group widened their eyes—would they let him succeed? They moved to stop the Sean-top!
But Jiangnan quickly said, "Wait! Don't interfere! My palm force isn't done yet!"
"He has to take all of it himself first. If you help, then Sean loses!"
Tom clenched his teeth: "Don't... don't interfere! Let him spin!"
If they interfered, they'd waste the chance to slap Jiangnan!
So the group just watched Sean spin wildly around the training room, dodging him to avoid getting slapped by the Sean-top!
One minute...
Three minutes...
The livestream chat was flooding with comments!
"Is this actually a world championship for hot-blooded spinning tops instead of an academic exchange?"
"Pfft! Thank God I watched the whole thing—otherwise, I'd think this guy was cosplaying Garen spinning his E skill!"
"I just want to know how much longer he can spin. Is he trying to break a world record or something?"
Jiangnan saw Sean wouldn't stop spinning and was speechless.
This Whirlwind Palm Technique is this powerful?
If he keeps spinning much longer, my lucky time will run out!
"Might as well let the top spin a bit longer. Let's continue the competition?"
Tom's face darkened: "Let's go then!"
Little Black couldn't wait to jump out, eager to test the essence of the move he'd just learned from Nan Shen.
Danny took a deep breath. As long as it wasn't Nan Shen or Xiao Saint, he wouldn't back down!
The two played rock-paper-scissors to decide who went first. Little Black won the first move, and Danny looked disgusted.
Little Black was full of excitement, his movements smooth and fluid, carrying seven-tenths of Jiangnan's style!
He slapped Danny across the face!
(◕･᷅益･᷄)ﾉ(͡'#)3͡') Slap!
Danny also spread his arms and started spinning like a top, uncontrollably drifting toward Sean!
One clockwise, one counterclockwise!
Now there were two tops, colliding violently, slapping each other, sparks flying!
๑Σ๛
The crisp *slap-slap-slap* rang out endlessly!
Sean had already lost consciousness and didn't know he was being hit.
But Danny was still aware—the relentless barrage of slaps had him dazed!
He roared: (#)Ŏ益Ŏ(#)
"Get the hell away from me! Go spin over there! If you've got the guts, go slap Nan Shen! Why slap me?"
Tom: (̿▀̿̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿̿)̄
You guys are definitely doing this on purpose!
Our students are people, not your spinning tops, alright?
You really don't treat us as humans!
But Little Black wasn't as skilled as Jiangnan after all. Before long, Danny-top was beaten down by Sean-top!
Face swollen, he rushed back angrily and slapped Little Black!
Round after round!
After the seventh time Danny was launched out, he finally collapsed at the foot of Sean-top, unconscious.
And Sean-top, after having its force balance disrupted several times, finally exhausted its palm energy and slumped to the ground.
(˘#)ཀ(#˘) Ugh—
Lying flat on the ground, even in a deep coma, Sean was still vomiting like a little fountain, unable to stop...
He was dizzy from the spinning!
The disgusting vomit shot up over 30 centimeters high, nonstop!
The scene was just too awful to look at!
Even the post-production team in the livestream plastered a sunflower mosaic over it...
Jiangnan: (ﾉ)ꇴ(ヾ) "Ugh, gross. Ask him if he still wants to hit me?"
Tom glanced at Sean...
What's there to ask? Let him lie there!
Meanwhile, on the college side, Xiong Er had gone outside and returned to his normal beast form—a thirty-meter-tall black bear crouching outside the training room, barely sticking his head in through the window!
(΄◞ิ㉨◟ิ‵) "I've also grasped a bit of the essence. Who's next?"
The pompadour guy, Shirley, and the others all shuddered. One bear paw like that and a person would be flattened to paper!
Tom's face was black as soot: "No more! We forfeit this round!"
Since Sean couldn't withstand Jiangnan's slap, and they couldn't hit Jiangnan, what was the point?
Martin and Tom felt awful. After all that effort, they still hadn't slapped Jiangnan's face?
The anger in their hearts had nowhere to go—it was suffocating!
The training room erupted in cheers. After winning three consecutive rounds, they had to keep up the momentum in the afternoon knowledge contest!
Just then, Aunt Liu from the cafeteria pushed a cart into the training room!
"Kids, you've worked hard! Come on, everyone get your boxed lunches!"
"Don't take too many—there's enough for everyone, and they're all labeled with names!"
Everyone received their boxed lunch. When they opened it, there were three dishes and one soup!
Lion's Head meatballs, Orleans-style chicken legs, tomato and eggs—two meats and one veggie, incredibly generous, alright?
The intoxicating aroma of food filled the entire training room!
Charles: (#)•︠д•︡(#)?
Leopard: (›´口`‹)?
"Hey! Where are our lunches?"
"We're foreign guests! We traveled all this way for the exchange, and you don't even feed us?"
Their eyes instinctively turned to Jiangnan.
Jiangnan's lunch box wouldn't even close properly—when he opened it, the meatballs were spilling out, and three giant chicken legs were stacked on top!
These weren't chicken legs anymore—they were assault rifle legs!
Jiangnan: (•́ω•̀٥)…
"I... I thought you two wouldn't survive, so I canceled your lunch orders. Heh! You've got pretty tough luck!"
"Isn't this fine? You don't need boxed lunches. How great!"
Charles: (ꐦಥ益ಥ)
Leopard: (ꐦ❍益❍)
What the hell do you mean, "don't need boxed lunches"?
Could you make that double entendre any smoother?
[From Charles: Resentment Value +1000!]
[From...]
"Nonsense! Split your assault rifle legs with us!"
Jiangnan quickly grabbed a chicken leg, shoved it into his mouth, took a big bite of rice, puffing out his cheeks!
(◦`~´◦) "No way! Hah!"
(❍~❍lll) *Cough cough cough!*
Suddenly, Jiangnan's face turned deathly pale, then flushed bright red as he frantically pounded his chest!
"Chok! M-Mom! Help—"