Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 455

Chapter 455: Chapter 238: Dice Monster Takes the Stage, A Promise in the Corridor_2 Chapter 455: Chapter 238: Dice Monster Takes the Stage, A Promise in the Corridor_2 The rule is: When you see a strange thing, do not talk to it; no matter what it bluffs, just go up and beat it up, and it will tame down.

“I thought my older brother was bad enough, but this Octopus Man is even worse. What’s he putting on airs for? In a real fight, my brother would hang him up and beat him.”

Bai Zini thought to herself.

She watched the Octopus Man on the screen with a serious expression and hummed happily twice, but she also worried that Blue Owl would run out of steam and let the Octopus Man even the score.

“So impressive,” Bai Ziling said.

“Yeah, truly an idol of elementary students,” Bai Qiuwu said nonchalantly.

“If it were me, I would have already slapped this octopus dead,” Ke Yongzhu thought to himself, “but unfortunately, this master is a dragon, not going to be petty with an octopus.”

Bai Zini gently applauded, “Oh–“, “somewhat capable.”

Though she said that, inside she was so anxious she nearly burst: She wished she could go up there and substitute, simply bang bang a couple of shots to clean off this Octopus Man’s tentacles. Did it really need to be this difficult?

“Humor, who exactly is the fan of Blue Owl here?”

Ke Yongzhu said grumpily, turning away with disdain as he glanced at Bai Zini.

“This is called immersive spectating, what do elementary students understand?”

Bai Zini retorted without turning back.

“Looking is okay, but don’t learn… it’s too dangerous.”

Ke Youqing said calmly with a cigarette in his mouth.

“Of course I know, Dad.”

“Good that you know.” Ke Youqing raised his hand, hesitated a moment, and then rubbed the top of Bai Zini’s head.

Bai Qiuwu lightly raised her eyebrows, leaning against the back of the sofa, watching the two fallen octopus tentacles on the TV, she couldn’t help shrugging her shoulders.

Although the official commentator said the Octopus Man’s tentacles would regenerate, they still patched the scene by claiming “in a strict sense, they are not considered part of the body organs,” and even timely placed a mosaic on the screen, as if trying hard to tell everyone this wasn’t really bloody, just routine household stuff.

However, Bai Qiuwu still raised a hand, covering Ke Yongzhu’s eyes.

“What are you doing?”

Ke Yongzhu asked, frowning.

“Too bloody, kids shouldn’t watch,” Bai Qiuwu said seriously while watching the TV.

The corner of elementary student’s eye twitched slightly, thinking this bloody? Dude, I’ve seen scenes a hundred times bloodier than this.

But his dad was still behind him, after a moment of contemplation he decided to compromise and symbolically went along with Bai Qiuwu, pretending he couldn’t pry her hand away and said impatiently:
“Don’t block my eyes, I can’t see!”

“You’re not allowed to watch.”

Though she said that, Bai Qiuwu herself was quite engaged, thinking to herself that Mingye was quite impressive.

Initially seeing the fierce opinions online before the match, she thought Mingye was going to be in big trouble this time. However, as things turned out, even if he ends up on the losing side, at least he won’t be criticized too harshly: at least during the match, he traded blows with the Octopus Man and wasn’t simply outclassed.

And for those internet viewers, as long as the fight was exciting enough, that was already enough to impress them; it was not necessary to defeat the opponent.

Of course, criticism was still inevitable, since no one could escape it in today’s internet environment. A person as inconspicuous as her could expect to be thoroughly scolded.

The next moment, as the elementary student symbolically broke free from Bai Qiuwu’s hand, what came into view was a surprising scene.

On the TV, Blue Owl switched places with the blood-red tentacles lying on the ground, coming to the side of the Octopus Man.

Then, lifting his right hand, he delivered another Flame Fist to the Octopus Man.

Amid the cascading flames like spring water, the crowd murmured, and the commentator Mikaxi, exuberant with excitement, heavily painted the atmosphere of the scene.

Bai Qiuwu, witnessing this, was a little surprised, and even she couldn’t help but remark, “Blue Owl has improved a lot, I remember he wasn’t this strong a month ago?”

Ke Yongzhu shrugged, “Just luck.”

“Hmm… So what’s this kid going to do next, playing his last card?”

Ke Yinzhi said, looking up from his book nonchalantly.

At this, Bai Qiuwu turned her head to glance at Ke Yinzhi and bantered, “Speaking of which, big brother, how dare you assume his age? Maybe behind the mask, he’s an uncle, possibly even older than you by a good margin?”

“Oh, that’s true.” Ke Yinzhi shrugged and chuckled, thinking to himself that his sister was into playing roles too, she must also know that Mingye is actually Blue Owl, “but his way of speaking makes it hard not to get a ‘little brat’ vibe from him, so isn’t it okay to refer to him as ‘this kid’?”

“Support.” Bai Zini said.

“Little brat Blue Owl.” Bai Ziling said.

“Elementary student Blue Owl.” Ke Yongzhu said.

As the words fell, everyone except Ke Youqing behind the sofa shifted their gazes to Ke Yongzhu. Their looks seemed to say: Are you really in any position to say that?

Ke Yongzhu disdainfully said, “What are you looking at me for, I won’t be an elementary student after September.”

Bai Qiuwu laughed and then changed the subject, “But really, I’m curious about how he’s going to fight next, he seems to have been poisoned.”

“That Octopus Man’s about done too, look, he can barely get up,” Bai Zini said frowningly.

“Mm-hmm.”

Bai Ziling, hugging a pillow, nodded earnestly.

“I bet fifty cents, Octopus wins.” Ke Yongzhu said, twisting open the cap of Wong Lo Kat.

“Traitor.”

Bai Zini glared at him with a huff.