Chapter 311: Chapter 311 - 311: Wrecking A Scumbag, Showing Off in Front of an Expert

Translator: _Min

As if a tremendous thunderclap had exploded beside his ear, Wei Chenglin’s ears buzzed, leaving him momentarily deaf.

His blood seemed to flow backward in an instant, his face flushing a deep red.

He stood frozen, forgetting how to react, as he watched Si Fuqing bend down to pick up his fallen talisman, methodically crushing it into pieces.

“A talisman shouldn’t be used like this,” Si Fuqing said with a snap of her fingers and a slight smile. “It should be done this way.”

“Slash!”

With a swift motion, a ghostly flame surged up in the quiet grove, brushing past Wei Chenglin’s hair.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud, the smell of charring wafting to his nose, and a stinging sensation spread across his skin.

But this was nothing compared to the shock and disbelief raging in Wei Chenglin’s heart.

Overwhelmed by extreme fear, he couldn’t even let out a scream. His thoughts were in utter disarray, his body shivering with cold, horror-stricken, ‘You…” How is this possible?

In any context, a Master of Yin -Yang was revered, eagerly sought after by powerful families and alliances. How could one possibly be mingling in the entertainment industry?

Has the world gone mad?

Wei Chenglin, lacking formal training, was no Master of Yin-yang, but he wasn’t ignorant about them.

The more formidable the Master of Yin-yang, the more perfect their control over the forces of Yin and Yang, requiring significant experience. The renowned Masters were usually well into their seventies.

Of course, there were prodigies.

Like the young master of the Fujisan family, only 24 and already a match for the elders.

However, he achieved this only through the family’s immense resources.

But Si Fuqing was how old?

She was only 18.

At that age, scions of other Yin-Yang families were still learning and exploring.

Wei Chenglin’s head throbbed, his vision blurring.

Si Fuqing moved to a spot he had covered with weeds, bent down, and said emotionlessly, “You learned quite well, but don’t you know Great Xia is the cradle of this art? Did you really think the Masters of Yin-Yang had vanished from Great Kia?”

Wei Chenglin was still lost for words, his mind blank until he heard another voice.

“Hey! Big brother, why did you act?” JI Xingzhi leaped down from the wall.

“Didn’t we agree you’d leave this to me? I swear I came as fast as I could.”

“Just stretching my muscles,” Si Fuqing replied, tapping the ground with her foot. “Good, you handle it.”

“Let me see,” JI Xingzhi approached the array. “This? I could draw this when I was three. What a rubbish array. It’s pretty malicious, though, intended to gradually weaken someone until death, tsk tsk.”

Si Fuqing responded, “Your grandpa never beat you as a kid, did he?”

“Him? He couldn’t catch me,” JI Xingzhi rolled up his sleeves.

Wei Chenglin watched as this ordinary-looking young man effortlessly broke the array he had prepared for half a month, his voice choked, “You, who are

“My surname is JI,” JI Xingzhi turned, patting Wei Chenglin’s face. “Bad luck running into me. Showing off in the land of experts, where did you get such confidence?”

A Master of Yin – Yang surnamedJI!

Wei Chenglin’s pupils dilated, “JI, JI family! You…”

Overwhelmed, he blacked out and fell unconscious.

Si Fuqing kicked JI Xingzhi and lifted her chin, “What’s wrong with him?”

“I just nullified his ability to practice the Yin-yang, nothing else,” JI Xingzhi stepped back. “His own array backfired. He’ll have mental issues when he wakes up. Thinking he could be a Master of Yin-Yang with such a frail body.”

Weakness in Masters of Yin-Yang was a myth based on their exhaustion post-battle, not an inherent frailty.

Si Fuqing took out her phone, “Well, he brought it upon himself.”

“Hello, director, I’m out for a walk and found a student passed out. It looks urgent; you might want to come over,” she said into the phone.

After the call, Si Fuqing turned, “Okay, you leave first. I’ll treat you to dinner later. ”

“No big deal,” JI Xingzhi ruffled his hair. “I don’t want your dinner, I want you to beat up that Lightning for me.”

He was still furious from yesterday’s near-breakdown.

Thinking he had found a powerful ally, only to be let down.

That NEET didn’t even talk, just like a mute.

He was livid!

If he ever met that NEET, he’d definitely teach him a lesson.

Si Fuqing crossed her arms, “I’ll deal with him. So, will you join the OPL tournament then?”

“0PL? The Oracle Professional League?” JI Xingzhi expressed his surprise. “I asked him to meet up, and he wouldn’t. Is he going to participate in the OPL? Lightning God has always been a lone wolf, and no one knows where he’s from.”

“It’ll be based on if the West Deities team can provoke well enough,” Si Fuqing shook her phone. “I’ll wait here for the ambulance. A mentor’s responsibilities must be fulfilled.”

“You’re quite professional as a star,” JI Xingzhi muttered before vaulting back over the wall.

Just as he left, the director and producer hurried over, followed by several doctors and nurses.

As the medical team lifted Wei Chenglin onto the stretcher, his body suddenly twitched, and he foamed at the mouth.

The ambulance arrived swiftly, taking Wei Chenglin to the hospital.

After receiving a call and the examination results from the hospital, the producer turned pale, “A history of mental illness? He actually concealed something so crucial?!”

“Don’t panic,” Si Fuqing consoled. “It might have just happened today. He signed an agreement; it’s not the program’s responsibility.”

The producer remained unsettled despite her reassurances.

“Did you call his agency?” the director asked the coordinator. “Their trainee has such a severe mental illness; how could they send him to an audition show? What were they thinking?”

“We did,” the coordinator wiped his sweat. “His agency is also clueless, saying he’s always been in good condition and never had such issues.”

The producer lit a cigarette: “Probably a hereditary family illness with a latent period. Luckily Teacher Si noticed it early; otherwise, it would have been hard

to explain it it was too late.”

“Wei Chenglin ranked quite high,” the director shook his head. “He was sure to debut, such a pity.”

With the matter resolved, Si Fuqing nodded: “In that case, I’ll head back first.”

The producer nodded, “Teacher Si, take care.”

With Wei Chenglin in such a condition, awakening soon seemed difficult, leaving withdrawal from the competition as the only option.

Soon after negotiating with Wei Chenglin’s agency, the program issued an emergency withdrawal announcement.

A trainee withdrawing just before the debut night was a significant matter.

[Why did Wei Chenglin suddenly withdraw? Another scandal?]

[I don’t think so. I saw him being carried out by medical staff from the training camp. I heard he had a mental breakdown. Thankfully, the program acted swiftly, or he would have ended up a fool.]

[Participating in a talent show with a history of mental illness? What if he had snapped and attacked someone at night? Terrifying.]

[Such a pity, he was good at singing and dancing. But with a mental illness, he should focus on recovery.]

Wei Chenglin’s fans were heartbroken.

However, his sudden illness was unexpected, and the comments on his withdrawal post were filled with regret.

Yet there were other voices as well.

[With Wei Chenglin withdrawing, the one ranked tenth must be thrilled. Lucky indeed.][Let’s see who the ninth becomes on debut night, the chosen one.]

The countdown to the debut night’s promotion began, with all parties preparing.

Especially the several investors in this program, who placed great emphasis on the debut night.

The largest investor was Speed Company.

Speed was a well-known sports brand in Great Xia. Their president had a marital relationship with the Lu family and many business collaborations.

Openly speaking, this audition was designed to promote Lu Yan.

“Just a few days left, this Saturday is debut night,” Xu Jingshan tapped his cigarette ash. “What’s the current ranking?”

An assistant handed him a list.

After reviewing it, Xu Jingshan frowned, “What’s going on with these votes?

Where are the initially decided ones? How did Lu Yan, the designated center, drop to fourth?”

Lu Yan had the talent, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been initially touted as a hot favorite for the center position along with Xie Yu.

“This…” the assistant hesitated. “In the three performances, his strengths weren’t showcased, and his weaknesses were exposed, leading to a loss of many fans.”

“No need to worry about that,” Xu Jingshan waved his hand. “Just switch the votes at the time, swap the fourth and first places, and also change the rankings of these few people.”

Whether one could debut or their final position was, of course, up to the investors..