Supergod!

After sending Vermilion Bird down, most of today's fifteen battles were over, and H Country Team had only one member left.

Xiao He stretched his limbs on the field. He was starting to feel a little tired, and the main reason for this fatigue was Soul Blade and Vermilion Bird.

These two guys are quite strong and decent people; Xiao He likes them quite a bit.

If given the chance, he'd like to fight those two again, and learn even more from them. He enjoys this feeling, this profound sense of growing stronger and becoming a better person.

The truly strong are those who dedicate their entire lives to achieving their goals.

However, while Xiao He was still lamenting the previous battle, the enemy for the next one had already appeared.

The third member of the H Country Team is not from H Country, but Mutant "borrowed" from M Country, nicknamed "Shaman".

The man was a white man, tall and muscular, about two meters tall. Despite his solid muscles, he had a protruding beer belly, which gave him an inexplicable air of naivety and cuteness amidst his fierceness.

"Walrus Man..." Xiao He thought to himself as he looked at the man in front of him. He knew that this guy was probably a surplus Mutant from the M Country, so he gave him to his ally to weaken the strength of "Yinglong". He should also have considerable strength.

The man carried a variety of weapons on his back, including melee weapons, firearms, and grenades. This piqued Xiao He's curiosity: it was the first time he had seen an enemy who needed to use firearms in this competition.

"What kind of Superpower it be?" Xiao He wondered to himself with great interest.

As the match began, the Shaman calmly took an assault rifle and a longsword from his back and activated his Superpower. The assault rifle was covered in a layer of blue light, while the longsword was covered in a layer of lightning.

"Weapon enchanting?" Xiao He immediately understood, but in order to obtain information, he still needed to verify it himself.

Therefore, Xiao He crossed his arms, sighed, and then beckoned to the Shaman with his finger.

The Shaman glared coldly at Xiao He, then raised his gun, aimed at him, and pulled the trigger. The bullet struck Xiao He, and although the kinetic energy was absorbed, the blue light from the bullet covered Xiao He, forming a layer of frost.

"I knew it," Xiao He said, shaking his head slightly, seemingly uninterested.

It wasn't because the Superpower was weak, but because of the Shaman himself. The opponent's movements were quite amateurish; he was neither an experienced special forces soldier nor a martial artist who had studied any fighting techniques, so he was of little use to him.

So Xiao He planned to record the opponent's Superpower and then end the battle as soon as possible. He still had six battles to fight today, and he had already used up a lot of his stamina.

"Speaking of which, I should go home after tonight's fight," Xiao He thought to himself while being beaten. "I'll just have dinner here, and then I'll have my Xiaoqing make me some late-night snacks when I get back. After that, I'll eat Xiaoqing too. Hmm..."

The Shaman's Superpower are quite powerful, and they can enchant weapons with a variety of different effects.

Blue represents freezing, red represents burning, purple represents lightning, gray represents increasing the hardness of weapons and armor, green represents increasing sharpness and piercing power, and yellow represents forming rocks that bind the enemy's movement.

Xiao He allowed the enemy to attack him, and recorded all the information he received.

However, Xiao He's lack of retaliation seemed to have made the Shaman a little complacent.

"What's wrong?! Is Yinglong really that bad?" The Shaman frantically swung his weapon, pounding Xiao He's head and back. "To put it bluntly, Mutant are still humans, and humans get tired! You've fought so many rounds, you must be exhausted! Let me finish you off and let you rest! Take this... Hammer of Destruction, Ragnarök!"

All the light focused on the massive hammer in his hand, clearly concentrating all the enchantments onto it, before slamming it down on Xiao He's head. "Clang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out. The Shaman staggered back two steps, glaring at his torn hand and screaming in agony, "Aaaaah--! My hand!"

"Ugh, so annoying, so noisy!" Xiao He said impatiently, slapping the Shaman across the face with his backhand.

The two-meter-tall, burly man spun around in place and fell to the ground, remaining motionless for a long time. Xiao He shook his head and sighed, tightening his tie. "This is so boring. Fighting someone like Vermilion Bird is much more interesting."

The Shaman's Superpower is actually quite strong, but it's too obvious. Moreover, due to the user's skill limitations, the weapon's attacks are extremely easy to dodge. And if the weapon itself can't hit, even the strongest enchantment is useless.

In other words, while firearms can easily hit enemies, their enchantment effects are very weak. Xiao He estimated that the power of the enchantment depends on the quality of the "carrier," and the carrier of a firearm is actually the "bullet." The enchantment effect of a tiny bullet is extremely weak, and it has virtually no effect against Mutant with high defense ratings.

However, firearms are unusable when facing Mutant with low defense ratings, making this Superpower rather useless.

If the user of this Superpower were a skilled weapon master like Soul Blade, the Superpower would be very powerful. But in the hands of Shaman, an amateur... if Xiao He hadn't needed to gather intelligence, the opponent wouldn't have been able to hit him even once.

"Alas, what a waste of such Superpower," Xiao He sighed, shaking his head.

This is also typical of the M Country style: powerful Superpower combined with weak Mutant.

After finishing the three matches against H Country Team, Xiao He could return to the players' lounge for a short rest.

The next opponent is A Continent Team. Thinking of this, Xiao He felt motivated: that scoundrel who wasted food in the restaurant before, now he can finally teach him a lesson in a legitimate way.

"Old Xiao!" As soon as Xiao He stepped down, Ye Wanqing rushed into his arms, then looked up at him, smiling with her eyes sparkling. She looked at him with a mixture of excitement and anticipation, which puzzled Xiao He: "What's wrong, Little Pufferfish?"

"N-nothing..." Ye Wanqing blushed, then reached out to adjust his tie, but only loosened it further. Xiao He gently brushed her nose and tightened the tie a little. "Are you deliberately causing trouble?"

"No..." Ye Wanqing looked at him shyly, then felt a surge of joy and buried her face in his chest.

"You..." Xiao He frowned and poked her head in confusion. "What are you doing?"

"I was just captivated by the way you straightened your tie, I wanted to push you down right then and there," Cui Man teased from behind. "This girl is so easy to understand."

"No, I didn't..." Ye Wanqing stammered, but her expression and flushed face betrayed her.

"Hey, just say it, you naughty girl..." Xiao He gently pinched her ear and chuckled.

Ye Wanqing lowered her head and pouted, holding his hand and not daring to look up at anyone else. She looked both pitiful and cute, making Xiao He want to tease her.

Back in the common lounge, everyone immediately gathered around.

"How are you feeling?" Xie Haining asked with concern. "If you're tired, I can play."

"It's alright, we agreed that I would finish the game today," Xiao He said confidently.

Although he was a bit tired, his physique and Superpower were strong enough that even if he lay on the ground resting during battle, his enemies couldn't kill him. So there was nothing to worry about regarding stamina; at worst, he could just finish the remaining six matches quickly. Having already fought this far, how could he give up halfway?

"Mr. Yinglong, your battle with Vermilion Bird just now was absolutely brilliant!" Han Tianyu said excitedly.

"That's right, that final Swallow Chain Kick was so cool!" Qin Weize nodded in agreement.

"Damn it, those two simps have found their tribe..." Li Xue muttered to herself.

"Ugh! My hands are itching so much to watch!" Yue Feng gritted his teeth. "I really want to get on the field and fight!"

"Old Xiao, have something to eat." Ye Wanqing smiled and handed him a banana. "Keep it up! There are only six more games left, then we can rest for a week."

"Mmm, good girl." Xiao He patted her head, and Ye Wanqing happily squinted her eyes, looking very pleased.

However, the halftime break was less than half an hour long. After the host finished the advertisements and introduced the sponsors, the next match was about to begin. Xiao He stood up, took a deep breath, and prepared to go back on the field.

"Old Xiao!" Ye Wanqing grabbed him at this moment, and said shyly, "Good luck, I'll give you a reward when we get back tonight."

"Then I'll definitely do my best," Xiao He said with a smile, gently pinching her ear before taking the elevator back to the stadium.

It was already 3:30 in the afternoon, and the sun was already tilted to the left side of the arena, about to be blocked by the stadium.

As Xiao He entered the arena, the commentator roared, "This man—he's back on the field! This is his tenth match. Can he finish today's fifteen?! Or will someone kick him out before then?! We welcome the Mutant from the A Continent, Iron Man!"

"Iron Man?" Xiao He frowned: Isn't that the Level 5 Mutant from the M Country? The M Country heavily promoted this guy from the beginning. They didn't even change his nickname before granting him A Continent citizenship, they have no shame...

Iron Man entered the arena. Xiao He vaguely remembered this guy; his offensive and defensive ratings were both above 300.

"Let's observe him for now. If he has any unique qualities, we'll learn from him; if not, we'll eliminate him," Xiao He thought to himself. Although this guy is called Iron Man, he's actually more like Colossus.

Standing over two meters tall and with a body entirely made of steel, Xiao He couldn't help but wonder: how could such hard metal form muscle tissue? If a person's muscles were all metal, they shouldn't be able to move. And if a person's internal organs were all metal, they would die instantly, because their heart couldn't beat, their lungs couldn't expand, and their intestines couldn't move.

After Iron Man entered the scene, he strode towards Xiao He as if he had a blood feud with him.

Looking at his opponent's walking posture, Xiao He's head ached from shaking it: This movement was simply amateurish. Forget about fighting skills, even his running posture was as amateurish as a shut-in who hadn't left the house for ten years. What was the point of fighting him?

Iron Man threw a punch at Xiao He, the punch was powerful and almost as big as Xiao He's fist. Xiao He sighed slightly: Such an obvious attack intention can only be described as utterly amateurish.

He sidestepped the opponent's punch, then nimbly leaped behind Iron Man.

Iron Man braked suddenly, but his enormous size made turning around extremely difficult. So Xiao He pushed off the ground and leaped over Iron Man's head, then placed his hand on the back of Iron Man's head and landed in front of him. Using the momentum, he pressed Iron Man's head down and delivered a knee strike to his face.

"Ugh!" Iron Man groaned as several steel teeth flew out of his mouth. Iron Man lay on the ground, clutching his face and writhing in pain.

Xiao He waved his hand dismissively. "Next."

"Wait... this isn't over yet." Iron Man stood up, covering his face, and glared angrily at Xiao He. "You scoundrel! If it weren't for you, how could I have been abandoned like a pawn!? It's all because of your appearance!"

After saying that, he threw another heavy hook punch. Xiao He nimbly dodged the attack and then landed an uppercut on Iron Man's ribs. Taking advantage of the pain, Xiao He kicked Iron Man behind the knee, forcing him to kneel on one knee. Then, Xiao He jumped high into the air, stepping on Iron Man's supporting leg, and used the momentum of his fall to strike Iron Man on the head with an elbow.

"Clang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out, metal fragments flew everywhere, and Iron Man staggered and fell to the ground.

Xiao He dusted himself off, not wanting to look at Iron Man even once more. "Are you sure it's not because you're too weak?"

The referee stepped forward to check Iron Man's condition, then stood up and made a gesture.

"The referee says Iron Man is unconscious! -- Dragon has gone berserk! Ten consecutive kills, godlike! Is there really no one who can stop this man!? My God!" the commentator roared excitedly.

The audience chanted his name: "Yinglong, Yinglong!"

But at this moment, Xiao He suddenly recalled what Johnny had once told him.

Do people like him because he is a hero, or because he is powerful?

"It must be because of its strength, right?" Xiao He couldn't help but think to himself.

"I wonder if our eleventh contestant has a chance to defeat him!? Let's welcome the Mutant from M Country... from the A Continent, Scorpion!" the commentator roared, and then a man came out of the preparation room. Upon seeing this man, Xiao He immediately perked up: it was the guy who played the prank in the restaurant earlier, Scott!

"Finally, you've arrived..." Xiao He clenched his fists and grinned through gritted teeth, "Watch how I teach you a lesson..."