180: Chapter 180 All-rounder Professionals

In the crowd, Katya and Anna exchanged a look.

They had long harbored special feelings for Qi Yun.

This Eastern man, who had led them away from that hellish Tribe, fulfilled every imagination they had of a "strongman" and a "leader."

It was only Sophia's presence that made them think Qi Yun wouldn't be interested in them.

After all, Sophia was far too outstanding.

But at this moment, Qi Yun had personally stated his needs.

"We are willing."

Katya spoke in Chinese with a foreign accent as she took Anna's hand and stepped out of the crowd.

Blonde and redhead, like sunlight and fire, they walked side-by-side toward Qi Yun.

With Qin Lan, Katya, and Anna taking the lead, the other girls who had been hesitant or shy seemed to make up their minds as well.

One, two, three...

The girls stepped out of the crowd one after another, converging toward Qi Yun.

Some had flushed cheeks, while others had darting eyes.

But not a single one retreated.

The quiet girls, the gentle girls, the heroic girls, the shy girls... one after another.

They used their actions to express their choice.

In the blink of an eye, a dense crowd had gathered around Qi Yun.

Twenty girls of various styles, yet all equally beautiful and moving, surrounded him.

A mixture of fresh scents wafted toward him.

He looked at the twenty vibrant faces before him.

Slowly, he prepared himself for battle.

"Then, let us begin."

As his voice fell, the soft energy lights in the hall seemed to become even more hazy and ambiguous.

This Swordplay Competition officially commenced.

The doors to the Third-floor Hall were tightly shut, yet some sounds still managed to leak through the cracks.

Chen Xiaolin's ear was practically glued to the door panel, her delicate face written with the agonizing desire of "I want to go in too."

She curled her lip and complained in a low voice, "Why... why do they get to participate while we have to stay out here in the cold wind? We need to deepen our feelings too!"

Shu Qianxue nodded in agreement, "Mm, exactly, exactly."

"You two give it a rest," Xia Jin sighed.

"When we Unique Classs communicate with him, the intensity is on a completely different level compared to Ordinary Professions."

"He can continuously guide many girls with Ordinary Professions. But if it's us, he'll enter a skill cooldown period after two at most."

"Sigh... twenty of them, tsk tsk." Chen Xiaolin gave up on eavesdropping and walked back to the edge of the terrace.

Inside the hall.

The bed, the carpet, and even that large desk became battlefields one after another.

Qi Yun stood in the center of the room like a warrior who would never fall.

When one fell, another would take their place. In this match, he could not fall; if he did, it would be the girls before him who would fall in the future.

Qin Lan was the first opponent.

Facing Qi Yun's proficient sword techniques, Qin Lan appeared to be struggling a bit.

"Stop... stop, stop for a second..."

Qin Lan suddenly shouted urgently, her voice trembling.

Qi Yun paused his movements, truly stopping his offensive.

However, Qin Lan glared at Qi Yun and scolded playfully:

"You idiot! When I said stop..."

"I didn't mean for you to actually stop!"

"Continue! Don't stop!!"

Before she could finish, as Qi Yun resumed his attack, Qin Lan's remaining words turned into a short gasp of surprise.

After Qin Lan was defeated due to lack of stamina, the next one was a well-behaved girl who always kept her head down and spoke in a soft, thin voice.

Her voice was muffled:

"Brother Qi Yun, thank you for always protecting us and leading us here."

"I... I don't know what to do..."

"Is... is it okay just to lie like this?"

She asked quietly, and upon receiving an affirmative answer, she curled up like a shy cat, biting her lower lip hard.

"Yes, this is fine," Qi Yun responded in a low voice.

The girl took a deep breath and seemed to set her mind at ease, preparing herself mentally to receive Qi Yun's attack.

Throughout the entire match, she kept her pink, tender lip bitten tight.

The one after that was the scholarly young lady who always maintained a dignified posture and proper conduct.

She leaned over at an elegant angle to prepare for battle, her posture so graceful it could have been in an etiquette textbook.

It was a nearly perfect preparation stance.

She turned her head to look at Qi Yun, her tone calm:

"Although... it's a bit different from the scene I imagined."

She took a deep breath.

"But, come."

Throughout the process, she tried her best to maintain her elegant posture with a straight back and relaxed shoulders.

However, in the face of absolute differences in strength, speed, and technique, any poise was difficult to sustain.

Soon, the dignified girl's perfect posture became impossible to maintain, and all her decorum shattered into pieces.

The next to jump out was a petite, tsundere girl with twin tails.

Her cheeks were crimson and her eyes were darting, yet she deliberately spoke in a very loud voice:

"Hmph! I'm warning you, don't get the wrong idea!"

"It's not like I'm doing this because I like you or anything!"

"I'm doing this... this is for the Tribe, do you understand?"

"You... you better move fast! No dawdling! End the battle quickly so we can get it over with!"

She didn't get to finish her words.

Qi Yun had already launched his offensive.

The tsundere girl's body suddenly stiffened; facing the storm-like attack, she no longer had the leisure to utter a complete sentence.

She had originally wanted to force herself to appear at ease, but she was quickly routed and could only make incoherent sounds.

Immediately after, another energetic girl said with a laugh:

"Come, come, come! I'm next, right! I'm ready!"

"I'm not a weakling like the others!"

Soon, her voice turned into intermittent pleas for mercy.

"Wait, this stamina consumption isn't right!... Wu! My waist, my waist is going to break!..."

An ice beauty, cold on the outside but passionate within, initially put on a distant front, but the iceberg soon melted.

"Hmph... it's only this much..."

"No, there, that's a foul!"

A hot girl with a curvaceous figure and a fiery personality was the proactive type, nearly turning the tables.

"Tsk, you've got some moves... but, it's not over yet!"

"Wait... don't touch there, I'll start laughing, hahaha?!"

Katya was passionate and unrestrained during this exchange, making no effort to hide her feelings, occasionally mixing in a few words in her native tongue.

Inside the hall, the battle raged like wildfire, round after round.

Qi Yun seemed truly tireless, his techniques skillful as he tailored his teaching to each individual.

Meanwhile, on the terrace outside the door, Chen Xiaolin counted on her fingers: "One, two, three... which one is this already? Is Qi Yun made of iron?!"

Xia Jin rubbed her brow: "I'm starting to worry if he'll even be able to walk tomorrow..."

By tomorrow, this Tribe would no longer have a single person with an Ordinary Profession.