"How is this even possible!?"
"I swear Wang Hao's been playing dumb this entire time, hiding his true strength!"
"Are you saying he never even took Lin Tingbai and Zhao Xunwen seriously from the start?"
"Is that even a question? If he can dodge a Tier 2 revolver shot, why on earth would he ever be threatened by those two?"
"That monster! He's an absolute fiend!"
"Exactly! Losing to someone better than you is one thing, but being looked down on the entire time? That's a whole other level of humiliation."
"Lin Tingbai and Zhao Xunwen didn't just get beaten physically—Wang Hao broke them mentally, too, inside and out."
"Wang Hao, I'll admit I didn't expect you to dodge that shot. But you're wounded. How many more shots do you think you can avoid?" Le Xuan's voice was icy cold. "I suggest you surrender now, before you get hurt worse."
The second the words left the goddess's mouth, the male students below erupted into a chorus of jeers and shouts.
"Wang Hao! Goddess Le Xuan is giving you a way out! Don't be an idiot and throw it away!"
"That revolver is a Tier 2 Firearm Weapon, worth over a hundred million credits! A broke loser like you could never afford one, let alone stand against it! Surrender now!"
"Even if you stole Lin Tingbai's Electromagnetic Ring, it's just a defective Tier 2 Tech Weapon! It's nothing compared to a real Tier 2 weapon!"
"Your weapon, your cultivation, everything about you is inferior to Goddess Le Xuan! You've already lost! Give up before you embarrass yourself further!"
"Even if you dodged the direct hit, the shockwave from that bullet was enough to kill you! If Goddess Le Xuan had aimed for your head, you'd be dead already!"
"Surrender now, you degenerate!"
"Degenerate! Surrender!!"
Wang Hao pressed a hand to his wounded shoulder, ignoring the rabid shouts from the crowd below. Instead, his eyes narrowed, fixed on the slight tremor in Le Xuan's hand. For all the revolver's devastating power, it had an equally brutal recoil. Even with her Level 9 Martial Apprentice cultivation, she couldn't fully control it. Three shots, at most, would be her limit.
"Who wins and who loses hasn't been decided yet." A lazy smirk spread across Wang Hao's face. He slapped a hand to his chest, and vanished from sight in an instant.
"Invisibility Cloak!!" Le Xuan's pupils shrank to pinpricks, her body tensing as she scanned the arena warily.
The students below stared on as if they'd seen a ghost. How could a broke, degenerate loser like Wang Hao afford something as expensive as an invisibility cloak? Even a Tier 1 Tech invisibility cloak had a market price of several hundred million credits. There was no way Wang Hao could ever afford one on his budget.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Suddenly, sharp whistles cut through the air across the arena. Le Xuan spun in circles, scanning every inch of the stage, but no matter how hard she focused her senses, she couldn't lock onto Wang Hao's position.
Clatter!
The revolver slipped from Le Xuan's hand and clattered to the ground. Before she could even react, the gun vanished from the floor entirely.
"What…"
Le Xuan's face drained of color. She had trained in marksmanship her entire life, and had barely studied any close-quarters martial arts at all. Without her revolver, her combat power was cut in half at the very least. Add in Wang Hao's invisibility cloak and his Peak Perfection Lightning Steps, and her chances of winning were effectively zero.
"You shameless lecher!"
Le Xuan's body suddenly went rigid. She let out a shriek, and her long, pale leg swept out in a vicious kick, sending Wang Hao flying out of the invisibility cloak with a solid thud.
"Ouch! That hurt!" Wang Hao rubbed his rear end, climbing to his feet with a cheeky grin, twirling the stolen revolver around his finger.
Opposite him, Le Xuan's face had turned to ice. That lecherous bastard had just groped her thigh, and even squeezed it! He was a disgrace to the entire school!
Wang Hao raised an eyebrow. "You shot me. I copped a feel of your silky smooth thigh. What's that old saying? It's only polite to return a favor."
The second the words left his mouth, the crowd below erupted like a powder keg. A tidal wave of furious curses crashed toward the stage.
"Degenerate Wang Hao! How dare you defile the goddess of my dreams! I'll kill you!"
"No one stop me! I'm getting up there to rid the world of this evil!"
"I don't even dare to fantasize about Goddess Le Xuan, and you fucking touched her! Wang Hao, I'll never rest until you're dead!"
"You monster Wang Hao! Today, it's either you or me!"
"Ding Dong. Congratulations to the Host for defiling another's goddess. Awarded 300 Villain Points!"
"Ding Dong. Congratulations to the Host for defiling another's goddess. Awarded 300 Villain Points!"
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"Ding Dong. Total Villain Points awarded to the Host: 15,000."
Wang Hao glanced at the horde of male students seconds from storming the stage, and decided 15,000 points was far too little. He needed to squeeze every last drop he could out of them.
With that thought, he slowly pulled a white bra from his pocket, cackling wildly as he waved it at the male students below. "Groping your goddess's leg is nothing! Look what I've got here! Straight from the source, fresh off the body!"
As for where the bra had come from? The System, of course. Guaranteed authentic, imported straight from the source. Cost: 1 Villain Point.
In that instant, the entire sports field fell deathly silent. Every single eye locked onto Le Xuan.
Le Xuan's eyes went wide with shock and disbelief. She scrambled to pat her chest, only to find her own bra still perfectly in place. But why did this one look exactly like it?
The crowd, however, didn't know her bra was still there. And the stunned, horrified look on her face was all the proof they needed. This was definitely her bra.
"Holy shit! How the hell did Wang Hao do that!?"
"Mid-fight, and he managed to steal her underwear!? How!?"
"He did that so smoothly, without her even noticing! This guy is a professional pervert through and through!"
"No wonder he's got an invisibility cloak! He's definitely sneaking around at night doing this kind of thing!"
"He's too despicable! I'm reporting him to the police!"
"That's right! We all need to file a complaint against Wang Hao together!"
"Beat the monster Wang Hao!!"
"Beat the monster Wang Hao!!"
"Beat the monster Wang Hao!!"
The second the bra had appeared, the System notifications had flooded Wang Hao's ears nonstop. "Ding Dong. Total Villain Points awarded to the Host: 20,000."
"That brings me to 35,000 points. That should be about all I can squeeze out of them, right?" Wang Hao glanced at the few thousand students gathered, figuring he'd milked them for all they were worth.
He snickered to himself. This had been an absolute windfall—35,000 Villain Points, plus a Tier 2 revolver to add to his collection. All he was missing now was cold hard cash.
"Breaking news! An auction for the one and only, authentic, worn-by-Goddess-Le-Xuan bra! Bidding starts now!" Wang Hao waved the bra back and forth in front of the frenzied male students below. He could feel their breathing grow ragged, their eyes burning with a ravenous, animalistic heat.
Le Xuan's fists clenched so tight her knuckles turned white, veins bulging on her forehead as she fought to hold back the explosion of rage building inside her. She'd met shameless people before, but never someone this unapologetically, irredeemably depraved.