Explosive Pace, Winning Hearts

Inside the livestream room, viewers stared intently at the screen, the air seemingly frozen.

On the screen, Ji Feng and seven Pandaren were locked in a contest of strength. With ups and downs, the seven Pandaren pressing down on Ji Feng gradually found their auras in disarray. Soon, they felt as though they weren't pressing down on Pandaren, but on a massive, adult Mushan Beast.

Unrivaled strength in this era was a synonym for Sage and King. At this moment, a trace of awe and admiration couldn't help but surface in the hearts of the seven Pandaren.

"Brother Feng, get up quickly! Get up..."

"Explode! It's time to explode, Brother Feng, you absolutely cannot fall like this, get up!"

"I've always been the one showing off, when have I ever let anyone show off on me? Brother Feng, if you satisfy me this time, I'll immediately gift you a campus belle, no, two..."

"Damn, seven fat pandas are on Brother Feng. These guys' combined weight must be two or three thousand jin. Under this kind of power suppression, it's too difficult for Brother Feng to get up. But, but I believe in you... Brother Feng, keep going, keep going!"

When a boxer falls in the ring, when he wants to struggle to his feet, when he throws a punch at his opponent with every ounce of strength, the world seems to cheer for him.

At the lowest point in life, to fight desperately, to strive, to constantly advance – this is what people often call "belief." At this moment, Ji Feng was like a boxer, like a boxer knocked to the ground. Every move he made now tugged at the hearts of all the viewers.

Get up, fight, knock down the enemy in front of you – this is boxing, this is the spirit of a man.

"Not good, I can't hold him down anymore, Ji is about to get up..."

"This power is even more formidable and terrifying than a Mushan Beast. If Ji can truly impart this kind of strength to me, I'd rather become his disciple and take him as my master..."

"If Ji can get up... I will too..."

As everyone spoke, an ultimate terrifying power was reawakened. This surge of power erupted, like a stormy wave, yes, like a ten-thousand-zhang tidal wave of momentum. At this moment, the air truly solidified.

"Get out of my way..."

With a roar, Ji Feng finally got up completely. Following his shout, the seven Pandaren on top of him were flung away like sacks.

Several pained cries echoed on the grass. The Pandaren all around had lost their combat ability. At this moment, Ji Feng surveyed his surroundings, and everyone was stunned, not daring to look up.

"Awesome, this is more satisfying than all the action movies I've ever watched, this is real combat!"

"Brother Feng is a refined and elegant handsome man, clearly different from those flashy hussies out there. Brother Feng is mighty! Brother Feng is mighty! Brother Feng is mighty!"

"Compared to Hollywood's cool special effects, I prefer bare-knuckle combat. Iron Fist Ji Feng, from today onwards, I'm your die-hard fan... Gifting Iron Fist Ji Feng two 'Great Swords'..."

"Iron Fist Ji Feng? That nickname is interesting... Good, good, good, it's Iron Fist. Gifting Iron Fist Ji Feng two 'Campus Belles', congratulations Brother Feng on your successful comeback..."

"Gifting 666 consecutive 'Steamed Buns'... Congratulations Brother Feng."

The evening breeze blew, rustling Ji Feng's linen robe. Although the robe was somewhat torn, and it was the attire of a slave, at this moment, wearing such a robe, Ji Feng exuded a respectable aura. The show's effect had exploded.

At this moment, Ji Feng just stood there, not saying a word. Although the show's effect had exploded, in Ji Feng's opinion, only 99% was completed, with the final 1% yet to be finished!

And this last one percent, as Edison said, was far more important than the preceding 99%.

Huaxia, the Capital.

Storm Live office building, CEO's office.

Minister Ye took a deep breath and patted his chest. At this moment, the LCD screen in the office was playing the scene of Jiang Yan standing with his hands behind his back, coolly showing off.

The office was silent, the atmosphere somewhat oppressive. Minister Ye took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Ruxue. She was holding a coffee cup but hadn't taken a sip at all.

"President Jiang..."

"Ah? What..." Hearing the voice beside her, Jiang Ruxue's hand holding the coffee cup suddenly loosened. More than half of the coffee spilled onto her, and some of it even wet her black stockings.

A stunner. If any man saw her at this moment, the word "stunner" would definitely appear in their minds.

"President Jiang, this... it's my fault, I'll get tissues right away." As a subordinate, doing things halfway and being a person halfway, seeing Jiang Ruxue accidentally spill the coffee, Minister Ye quickly took the blame.

"No need, we'll talk about it later... I don't want to miss this exciting plot. If my guess is correct, this good show isn't over yet." Putting down the coffee cup, Jiang Ruxue swallowed and refused with a shake of her head.

"This..."

"Oh, right. Regarding today's livestream content, have the technical department copy it. Later, you'll give the copied video to the other ministers, let them watch it carefully, and we'll have a meeting in my office tomorrow."

As Jiang Ruxue spoke, her eyes remained fixed on the screen. At this moment, the "1%" on the screen finally moved.

"Ahem... I, the Shadowwind Clan... Yao Shi Shadowwind, wish to become a disciple under Master Ji. Your disciple bows three times." At this moment, in front of the stone house, a relatively lightly injured Pandaren walked briskly towards Ji Feng. He knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully.

"Yao Shi, I am merely passing on the martial arts on behalf of our ancestors. When you can defeat me in the future, you will be considered graduated. From then on, you will also receive the protection of our ancestors." Seeing the person, Ji Feng nodded slightly and raised his hand, laughing heartily.

The person who was fighting you to the death just now is now kneeling before you, hoping to become your disciple. This kind of exhilaration is like drinking a bottle of ice-cold mineral water after a football match.

At this moment, Yao Shi Shadowwind's submission instantly triggered a barrage of messages on the screen.

If an outsider had defeated him, Yao Shi might have gritted his teeth and continued fighting. But Ji Feng shared the same surname with him; they were family. His submission to Ji Feng was not shameful.

"Yao Shi, from now on, you are my disciple, the first Pandaren Monk of the Shadowwind Clan. Now, give these bandages to your injured tribesmen!" Ji Feng spread open his palm, and several rolls of bandages appeared out of thin air. He had taken them from his backpack, the most common item in a World of Warcraft player's backpack.

He had taken them from his backpack, but these fallen Pandaren warriors didn't know that. Seeing Ji Feng produce bandages from nowhere, all the Pandaren around were astonished.

"This is... As you command..."

With an exclamation, Yao Shi's face lit up with joy, and he took the bandages from Ji Feng's hand. After he distributed the bandages to everyone, soon, some Pandaren recovered from their injuries, and gradually, people began to get up.

"That was martial combat, now it's civilized showing off. Originally, I preferred martial combat, but I don't know why now, I seem to prefer civilized showing off more."

"This Yao Shi Shadowwind is dressed luxuriously, while Brother Feng looks like a useless loser. Now, this 'tycoon' is kneeling before Brother Feng and calling him 'Daddy', which naturally brings a certain inexplicable exhilaration..."

"The comments upstairs are so dirty, but I like it..."

"It won't be that simple. Brother Feng's showing off has a pattern... this display of arrogance definitely hasn't reached its climax yet."

The viewers chimed in with their opinions. Gradually, everyone's attention was drawn to the bizarre scene on screen. At this moment, several Pandaren who had stood up walked towards Ji Feng with serious expressions. Ji Feng had actually closed his eyes.

"Are they going to fight again?"

"Impossible. If they were to make a move again, they'd just be crushed by Brother Feng once more..."

"What is this? No, it can't be..."

At this very moment, the essence that had been accumulating for an hour finally erupted. It was like the explosive release after an indescribable moment with your girlfriend; in that instant, you felt incredibly exhilarated.

"I, Kang Shadowwind, a Pandaren warrior, Li Luo Shadowwind, Mu Shadowwind... we are willing to become disciples of Master Ji. Master Ji, above all, please accept our bow as your disciples..."

"I, Shang Shadowwind, am willing to become a disciple of Master Ji. Please accept my bow as your disciple."

At this moment, over ten Pandaren warriors surrounded Ji Feng, kneeling and bowing in unison. Their voices shook the heavens, and their spirit surged like a cloud. Even Shang Shadowwind, who was deeply displeased with Ji Feng, had no choice but to bow his head at this moment. All the satisfying moments exploded at once.

In a battle, it's not enough for the protagonist to defeat the enemy. It's best if the protagonist becomes the focus of everyone's attention; it's best if the protagonist concludes their story at their peak. In this moment, Ji Feng had undoubtedly become the focus, undoubtedly standing at his "peak."

"When it comes to the art of showing off, I still can't compare to Brother Feng! Damn, this beautiful scene, paired with this display of arrogance, is just incredibly satisfying... The meaning behind everyone's pursuit of victory is probably just for this moment!"

"Satisfying. I don't want to say anything else right now... It's incredibly satisfying."

At this moment, 100% completion was achieved.