You Are Really No Match For Me [Fighting] - Chapter 41

Five minutes later, Scarface demanded a one-on-one duel with Jin Yu.

Xie Fei, Liang Yu, and Tang Chaotian stood far apart, forming a triangular standoff that kept each other in check.

Just as Jin Yu and Scarface clashed, Tang Chaotian suddenly lunged like a hungry tiger, pinning Xie Fei to the ground. The two wrestled together.

“Liang Yu!” Xie Fei shouted.

Liang Yu stood frozen, hands trembling at his sides, lips pressed into a thin line.

“What are you standing there for? Hurry and grab her signal gun!” Tang Chaotian yelled.

“You two traitors! When did you start colluding?!” Xie Fei cursed while struggling.

【Why is Liang Yu betraying again】
【Unbelievable. Is there no trust left between people?】

Liang Yu silently answered in his heart. Sweat beaded on his temple. On the day of the lottery, he had received a call from Tang Chaotian, who advised him to betray Jin Yu; otherwise Liang Yu would never stand a chance at winning.

This is the only way I can win.

I’m sorry. Please forgive me.

Liang Yu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were filled with grim resolve.
“Sorry, Xie Fei. I want to win this match. This is my last chance.”

Xie Fei’s arms were locked tightly by Tang Chaotian. She struggled desperately, kicking her legs in an attempt to break free.

“You liar! I’ll never forgive you! Even if you eliminate me, you’ll never beat Yu-jie!” she roared.

Liang Yu said nothing, his jawline taut as he reached for the signal gun at Xie Fei’s waist and raised it to the sky. Tang Chaotian was distracted for just a moment. Xie Fei seized the chance, slamming her head backward into him while snatching his signal gun from his waist.

“Bang! Bang!”

Their signal guns fired almost simultaneously. Two red flares streaked into the sky.

Tang Chaotian’s face darkened. Xie Fei whistled smugly.
“Ha! Tried to screw me over? Not a chance! If you won’t let me have peace, I won’t let you either!”

【Well done, Xie Fei】
【Scorpion girl is the best】

At the same time, Jin Yu successfully triggered Scarface’s signal gun.

Now only Jin Yu and Liang Yu remained on the field.

They stared at each other from a distance.

Liang Yu’s gaze was murky, his lips twitching as if he were suppressing some emotion. After a long silence, he finally spoke.

“Jie… you won’t blame me, will you? You… you’re still young, strong, and you’ll have plenty of chances in the future. But me… I’m already twenty-five. This competition is everything to me…”

Jin Yu sneered. “Then beat me fair and square!”

Liang Yu’s eyes reddened with desperation. “Jie, what I mean is… could you let me take this spot?”

【Shameless, absolutely shameless】
【Didn’t think someone could have skin this thick】
【Truly eye-opening】

Jin Yu’s mouth twitched. “And the reason?”

Liang Yu looked bitter and pleading. A bead of sweat slid down from his temple.
“You’re only twenty-one, at your peak. I’m about to pass the golden age for fighters… If I miss this chance, my life is over. Please, Yu-jie…”

Some watching felt a twinge of sympathy, defending him:

【True, Jin Yu is young, but Liang Yu isn’t the same】

But most replies came back harder:

【Nonsense. Without Jin Yu, would he even have made it this far?】
【Exactly, he’s been clinging to her coattails. With his skills, no way he’d survive】

Jin Yu asked calmly, “Even if you win the preliminaries, how far do you think you can go?”

“Maybe the regional qualifiers… If I’m lucky, maybe even the championship… But it’s better than being eliminated here…”

Liang Yu was nearly on his knees, his spine collapsing.
“Jie, you’ve always been kind to everyone. You know I can’t beat you. Jie, I’m begging you…”

Jin Yu’s anger flared. “So what—you’re trying to guilt-trip me now?”

【Exactly. Don’t give in, Jin Yu, he’s trying to morally blackmail you】

“No, no, that’s not what I meant…” Liang Yu shook his head frantically.

【Yes, that’s exactly what you meant】
【Stop pretending】

“Then what do you mean? In talent, you’re worse than Xie Fei. In hard work, worse than Wang Da. Even that rich kid who treats fighting as a hobby is better than you. Why would I hand this victory over to you?”

【Hahaha, exposed! Bottom line is, he sucks and dares to make demands. Just eliminate him already】
【Eliminate him +1】

“I’m telling you—even if you fought me head-on, it would look better than this pathetic act. Do you even know what combat sports are?”

“They’re athletes who excel in rigorous training, competing to become the ultimate champion. Are you one of them?”

【Jin Yu nailed it. That’s real competition】

The audience finally returned to their senses. None had expected Liang Yu to shamelessly beg Jin Yu for victory. If she had agreed, it would’ve broken the entire competition’s rules. Luckily, she hadn’t.

Jin Yu’s barrage of questions left Liang Yu speechless, his face draining of color until it was ashen.

At length, Liang Yu assumed a fighting stance, but his eyes were vacant, movements stiff like a marionette. The fight barely began before Jin Yu slipped behind him, pulled the signal gun from his waist, and—bang—fired it.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky. A mechanical female voice announced flatly:
“Congratulations. Contestant 0616 from District 16, Jin Yu, is the winner.”

The barrage filled with: 【Well-deserved】【Ending, applause】【Loyal forever】

Both boarded the helicopter leaving the arena, but Jin Yu didn’t say a word to Liang Yu the entire ride.

He sat hollow-eyed, staring at the clouds outside, fingers digging deep into the armrest.

When Jin Yu disembarked, Xie Fei, Xiao Bai, Wang Da, and Jin Mu were all waiting.

Xie Fei praised loudly, “Jie, that was amazing! Well done!”

Xiao Bai flailed excitedly. “Holy crap, that bastard almost scared me to death. I thought you were actually going to hand him the win!”

Only Wang Da approached Liang Yu, hesitating. He reached to pat his shoulder, then withdrew.
“Liang Yu… are you okay?”

“None of your business.” Liang Yu shoved him aside with a twisted sneer, voice icy.

Wang Da called after him. “Don’t you get it? Yu-jie meant that you only cared about winning for the sake of winning. But fighting is a competition—your mindset goes against it.”

“Spare me your lecture!” Liang Yu spun around, face contorted with rage, latching onto Wang Da as his outlet.

“You’re just a mutt wagging your tail behind her, a bumpkin from the countryside. Seeing me like this today must make you so smug, huh?” His teeth ground so hard his gums bled.

“What are you talking about? Aren’t we friends?”

“Friends? You and me?” Liang Yu let out a shrill laugh. “You, my friend? You’re a joke. Right, I almost forgot—no one wants to be your friend anyway. With that broken accent of yours, no wonder.”

Wang Da had improved his Mandarin so much lately that his accent was nearly gone. But faced with Liang Yu’s humiliation, he was speechless, choosing silence.

Liang Yu only grew more frenzied, face flushed, veins bulging at his temples.
“What about your skills in bed, huh? That’s how you coaxed her into teaching you everything, right?”

“That’s not true…” Wang Da’s face flushed red and white, sneaking glances at Jin Yu.

Jin Mu barked coldly, “Liang Yu, slander is a crime.”

“And someone like you who sells his ass can make it through prelims, but I can’t?!” Liang Yu’s eyes brimmed with venom.

Slap!

Xie Fei struck him across the face. “Enough! Blaming others for your own lack of skill…”

“I’m useless? You’re saying that to me?…” Liang Yu laughed and cried at once, hysterical.
“I stayed in the gym all that time—for nothing. It’s all ruined now. Jin Yu, you ruined me… I hate you… I’ll kill you…”

Jin Yu only looked at him coldly. Her gaze seemed to ignite him further. He charged toward her, screaming, but Jin Mu subdued him before he got close. Security hauled him away.

The farce over, no one was in the mood to joke anymore.

Xiao Bai tried to lighten the air. “Forget it, don’t dwell on it. You’re blowing up online right now—everyone’s sharing your fight videos.”

Jin Yu sighed weakly. “I don’t care. I just want a good meal and a hot bath.”

Just then, Su Xi called.
“Jin Yu, Wang Jiasong and I went to watch a race, and we ran into Dr. Ding on the way back. But he’s acting really strange, like a completely different person.”

Xiao Bai blinked. “Wasn’t Dr. Ding supposed to be on his honeymoon with his fiancée?”

Su Xi shook her head. “I don’t know. But you should come quickly.”

An hour later, in Dr. Ding’s office—

“Help! Let me out!”

Ding Shu was disheveled, unshaven, his yellowed T-shirt stained, hair unkempt for days. Everyone glanced at Xiao Bai.

He glared back. “What? Don’t look at me. I’m clean, not some filthy shut-in!”

Everyone: “…”

Ding Shu kept shouting, “What are you doing?! Let me out! This is illegal imprisonment!” He began smashing things wildly.

Jin Mu asked, “So what happened? Where did you run into him?”

Su Xi raised her hand. “Me. Today, I went with Wang Jiasong and his friends to a car race. The place was packed and noisy. During the climax, cars crashed and exploded. The crowd gasped—except Dr. Ding. He looked thrilled, cheering loudly at the carnage.

I glanced over, and to my shock, it really was him. But his whole demeanor was off—nothing like the tidy, gentlemanly Dr. Ding I knew. His behavior was crude, like some street punk.”

“When we greeted him, he acted like he didn’t even know me. That was too suspicious, so I tricked him into coming here.”

Everyone: “……”

Girl, you’re bold as hell.

Wang Jiasong added, “Doesn’t Dr. Ding know some martial arts? I felt like he had skills. I even sparred with him a bit.”

Jin Mu’s expression hardened. “He’s never trained.”

Su Xi’s face grew grim. “Then this isn’t our Dr. Ding. Where is the real one?”

Xiao Bai suggested, “Shouldn’t we call the police? This feels way out of our league.”

Wang Da nodded. “Yeah, let the police handle it.”

Jin Yu: “I agree.”
Su Xi: “Same.”
Xie Fei: “Me too.”

But Jin Mu countered, “I’m not sure the police will act.”

“I’ll call. My uncle’s in the police.” Wang Jiasong pulled out his phone.

Everyone: “Fine, you win.”

While waiting for police, little Su Wanying skipped into the gym.

She had heard about Jin Yu’s prelim victory and rushed over to celebrate. After hearing the story, she wrinkled her nose in disdain.

“This kind of thing is happening at my school too. Students suddenly change personalities, like they’re possessed—totally like some evil organization controlling them. My guess? They’re using cyber-brains as the medium.”

Everyone looked baffled—except Jin Mu, who nodded.
“Dr. Ding did get a cyber-brain implant.”

“There you go.” Su Wanying tapped her head wisely.
“Word is, there’s a criminal group called Puppet Dance. They use short-wave transmissions to hack brain implants and control victims. They target people from all walks of life…”

“You mean you didn’t know this?” She rolled her eyes. “Any middle schooler knows.”

Well, none of us here are middle schoolers, sis…

Su Xi asked nervously, “Is there a way to fix it? Is our Dr. Ding still in there?”

Su Wanying patted her shoulder, putting on airs.
“Relax. He’s just hypnotized—someone else has hijacked his consciousness. Cut off his cyber-brain connection, and he’ll wake up. But the firewall must be reinforced.”

She pressed a button on her smartwatch—a signal jammer.

Everyone once again eyed her gadget with burning curiosity. Just how many functions does this all-purpose watch have?!

As her finger pressed down, Ding Shu collapsed instantly, unconscious.

Wang Da laid him on the bed. Soon, police arrived. After Wang Jiasong spoke with them, he returned looking grave.

“The girl was right. Lately there’s been a surge in non-contact brainwave crimes—criminals use electromagnetic transmissions to assault victims, harass them, scam them… Dr. Ding’s case is mild. For the past two months, they only used him to indulge in pleasures, costing him some money and…”

He trailed off awkwardly at the implication. But no one cared—because Su Wanying suddenly blurted something outrageous:

“I’ve noticed several such people at school. Why don’t we track them down and catch the culprits ourselves?”

Su Xi instantly objected. “You’re still a middle schooler! Catching criminals is the police’s job. It’s dangerous—leave it to the adults!”

Su Wanying rolled her eyes. “By the time the police act, they’ll already be gone.”

The recording officers muttered—they weren’t deaf, they heard that jab.

Wang Jiasong’s uncle, the police task force captain, then said,
“In that case, we’ll open an investigation immediately. Su Wanying, how about serving as our inside agent?”

Her face lit up with delight.
“Uncle Policeman, you’re amazing! I knew you wouldn’t just sit idly by…”

After some debate, and with Wang Jiasong’s persistence, the team allowed Jin Yu and the others to join as auxiliaries.

The captain overruled objections and christened the operation: “Big Hand Holding Little Hand.”

Don’t ask why—it was simply because one of the team members was a middle schooler named Su Wanying.