(Next Morning, Arena)
(Bu Cai POV)
Currently, I am sitting down in one of the waiting rooms for competitors,face to face with a little girl with beautiful Black hair, Beautiful Ice Cold eyes, a face that could only be described as perfect, and she is dressed in red robes which make her even cuter.
As you have guessed, I am with Xie Xinyi.
Currently I am quite unsure what will happen with her in the Plot, as Our Pest is now Hard simping for Song Ju.
However her Status hasn't changed so she is still going to be one of Long Tian's cherished Collec- *Cough* Women.
This means that i will be able make use of her to force Long Tian, As it seems our cockroach is no Virtuous gentleman anymore, what especially highlights this is his Master level Bedroom skills...
How many women must you fuck to be able to achieve that?!
And meanwhilst this fucker has had been laid countless number of times, My handsome self has been a Virgin for 2 Lives?
Maybe Xinyi and me could in the futu-
NO!
She is still a child! As someone who is mentally an adult and is has always been an upstanding member of society such sin shouldn't even be thought of no matter how desperate.
Even once she reaches the age of 18 (Assuming i get to live till then), I will be be in my late 30's!
...
Also i am no Long Tian, Someone who can lust after kids. Even if he is only going for them because of their future beauty, As a modern man i cannot accept it!
Maybe his name should be Pedo Tian?
Anyways, as I think of this, i also must keep up the conversation with Xinyi, or else it will get very awkward once the flow of the conversation breaks.
"So Brother Bu? What do you think?"
Fuck.
I completely wasn't listening.
Most of the time i just stare at her stupidly stunning face, which I still can't make sense of or plan for how to deal with Long Tian.
And ask vague questions to which she starts to talk a lot about. I then nod my head randomly at random intervals and sometimes change the conversation.
But now she actually asked a question?
As i try to come up with some vague bullshit that will make be look refined, she looks at me with an intensely serious gaze.
Fuck. Fuck. And Fuck.
Is all my efforts to keep her as a contact really gonna end here.
Due to my impure thoughts?
Just before the pretend thinking got to the point where she could tell I was acting, A Spirit Bell rang to indicate the start of the matches and the reveal of the fight schedule.
FUCK YES.
Saved by the bell.
I then snap out my thoughts and tell her that it is a regret we couldn't continue, however we should definitely talk about it next time.
She nods and agrees that it is a shame as it was something very important to her, and she really needed my answer (...).
We then head off to the main arena, where the masses of spectators can see the live fight, between young kids for entertainment (Welcome to Xianxia).
Soon enough the announcer uses his voice infused with Qi to convey the same old introduction shit, then shortly after the match ups appeared,
...Xie Xinyi VS Kang Tu
...
...Bu Cai VS Song Ju
...
...Zhang Feng VS Zhu Qiu
...No Match: Long Tian
...
FUCKING PLOT!
I get hit with a nuclear bomb of an enemy in the form of Song Ju.
Whereas 'Poor' Long Tian who is still probably recovering from, the trauma, and the backlash of a heart demon that has been restrained for ages, gets an easy No Match and no one fucking questions it!
And I have no time to lament over how absurd 'Plot' is, as i have to devise a way to shock the representatives enough that they will want me, but not too much to the point where they would feel threatened by my existence and make my life harder.
And also combat with someone who rolled and smoked the protagonist!
...
After the uneventful first match where decently strong large Faction's YM got destroyed by Xie Xinyi.
It was my turn.
Taking Steps towards the stage, nervousness builds up in me and my palms began to become sweaty.
The atmosphere once again started to make be slightly dazed and immersed, however I snapped out of it as I absolutely couldn't take it easy.
I focus my attention on the young girl in facing me on the opposite side of the stage.
Clean and simple white robes, which Contrasts her cascading Black/Dark blue hair, and deep violet eyes which could draw in even the most devout monk.
Although the lower part of her face was covered by a thin gauze, however this instead of making her less eye catching and covering her beauty, it created a sense of mysteriousness which also created a certain charm.
Needless to say, If the crowd didn't daze me, this sure did.
However, I snapped out of this other distraction, just before the judge began to announce the start of the match and focused completely on my next couple moves.
As i had decided on what plan of action to take so that i could surprise the audience, representatives and maybe even Song Ju.
As the Judge started to announce the start of the fight, a strange feeling which I found unexpected arose in me.
When a person usually goes into a fight that they know they are completely outmatched for, what do they feel?
I thought It would be something along the lines of,
Scared.
Anxious.
Possibly Resigned?
...
So why do I feel so,
...exhilarated?
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Author's note:
Yes I know, I do use fuck and swear words alot, especially in Bu Cai's POV, as I feel that it portrays when he is nervous, mad, Frustrated or panicked by something, quite well.
Since From my perspective, as a person who is living a hopeless and shitty life in a modern society, what else could you do but swear at everything that is wrong in life?
Of course this doesn't come from any life experiences or facts, however this is just what i have imagined you would be like if you were as hopeless as Bu Cai.
So that is the reason behind why he constantly swears in his internal monologue if anyone is curious.
This may or may not change as Bu Cai's character changes and matures.
Thanks for reading and i hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Any feedback is appreciated.