My Ability Is Role-playing-Chapter 365 - 361: Tested by History, National Guardian Duel!

Chapter 365: Chapter 361: Tested by History, National Guardian Duel!

Park Yong-jun boasted freely.

He thought the program he arranged was interesting.

In reality, regardless of whether it was Zhao Guanlan, Ogata Shitou, Ma Ran, or Su Qiangwei, none of them were particularly interested.

What’s so interesting about amateurs pecking at each other?

Those Extraordinary Ones fighting with full sound and light effects, in fact, are just so-so.

Jumping into the air to do a spinning kick, is it to present a flaw to the opponent?

Except for the few Superpower Users with air control abilities, jumping up to kick someone, isn’t that courting death?

No wonder the visiting group members looked down on these performers.

It’s just that they are too amateurish.

"So trashy, I can’t be interested at all!"

The boy codenamed Stool couldn’t help but mutter: "Even under equal combat power conditions, I could kill them more than ten times!"

"A performance is ultimately just a performance..."

"Even when fighting to the point of head smashing and blood flowing, it’s just like that."

"In real combat, how many times would they have already died?"

"So..."

"Can I go to the hotel to sleep first? I’m dizzy from the flight!"

Jiang Tai gave him a cold glance, making the boy’s prepared speech fall into vain, no longer spoken.

Reason?

Very simple.

Can’t beat him.

The relationship between Extraordinary Ones is actually that simple.

You are stronger than me, so your voice has more weight, and I’m willing to listen to you.

It’s just that simple.

In Grass Hut Academy, both Jiang Tai and the boy codenamed "Stool," Zhang Hua, had a good relationship with Ma Ran.

Precisely because of this, Ma Ran would take time during leisurely moments to give them pointers, helping to improve their combat experience.

But Jiang Tai possesses the superpower of [Memory].

Ma Ran pointing out once is just once for "Stool."

For Jiang Tai, however, he can recall it hundreds and thousands of times in his mind, practicing it countless times.

So...

Even if Stool’s theoretical data is much higher than Jiang Tai’s, in actual sparring, he has never beaten Jiang Tai even once.

Jiang Tai’s combat techniques are praised by members of various Chinese academic societies as "skills approaching mastery."

Just these four words are enough to illustrate Jiang Tai’s strength.

Perhaps the relationship between Stool and Jiang Tai will improve greatly once Stool perfects his "Chair Manipulation Technique."

But that is an unknowable future, not the present.

Park Yong-jun’s expression turned a little awkward upon hearing this.

He gave a dry laugh, glancing at Stool and Jiang Tai, then focused his gaze on Ma Ran: "Prophet, besides the 3V3 and 5V5 team events, we’ve also prepared some experts who can engage in 1V1 battles. What do you think?"

Ma Ran’s eyes were calm, his demeanor composed, tone gentle: "Both are fine, I don’t mind."

"As performance items, it’s actually quite good, quite impressive for ordinary people."

"You’ve been very attentive and put in a lot of effort."

"I can see that."

"Stool just has high standards, which is why he said what he did."

"I hope you don’t mind his abruptness and offense."

"After spending more time, you’ll find that Stool bears no ill will and is quite a good person."

"If you mind, I can apologize on behalf of Stool."

Park Yong-jun let out two awkward laughs.

Though he might be somewhat dull, thinking that his country and nation are the best on Earth, in terms of character, he is indeed much stronger than the previous one with [Bone Melting Phosphorus Fire].

Even when directly criticized in such a way, he doesn’t feel too embarrassed, nor does he think about retaliating against "Stool" and is even moved by Ma Ran’s "righteous defense."

After struggling for a moment, Park Yong-jun finally bit the bullet and said: "Prophet, your character is better than I imagined!"

"Originally, this arrangement was meant to use some less honorable means to force you to step down and duel with me!"

"Now, I’ve changed my mind."

"Using such despicable tricks on someone like you makes me feel disgusted with myself."

"So..."

Park Yong-jun stood up and waved his hand.

The six Extraordinary Ones battling in the arena immediately stopped, bowed, and withdrew.

After doing this, Park Yong-jun bowed to both Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei: "I hope the [Martial God] and the [Prophet] will not hold back and fight me with all their strength!"

Su Qiangwei smirked, clenched her fist, ready to show this person what "why the flowers are so red" really means.

Ma Ran, however, frowned slightly, glanced at the girl, and said seriously: "This person may have some issues in the head, and his combat talent is mediocre, but his character is fine. I can feel his soul is sincere."

"Don’t hit too hard, use thirty percent strength..."

Park Yong-jun was taken aback.

Though his Mandarin speaking skill isn’t top-notch, his Chinese proficiency is high enough to understand everything.

For a moment, he was confused whether this Prophet was mocking him or genuinely admiring his character.

Hearing this, Su Qiangwei raised an eyebrow: "Alright! If you say thirty percent, then thirty percent."

She trusted Ma Ran’s judgment.

So far, Ma Ran has never misjudged anyone.

Dong Huaiming, Song Chu, Wan Haihao, Zhu Hanyi, Li Xing, Wu Di...

Including the second batch newcomers like Qian Duoduo and Qian Xixi, even those who were expelled from the third batch of students as he named.

Everyone that Ma Ran had commented on ended up living up to his description.

Su Qiangwei’s understanding was correct.

Park Yong-jun’s abilities are strong, but his combat talent is quite ordinary, his use isn’t good, and he has a lot of bad habits, a typical case of someone brainwashed by the Korean style, full of typical South Korean traits.

However...

This guy has one point that differs from most South Koreans.

He truly has integrity.

When facing the invasion of an alien civilization, Park Yong-jun was tortured to death by the alien invaders, yet never betrayed any Earthling intelligence.

This was the last unique trait of him as the individual "Park Yong-jun."

The self-importance and baseness from Superpower Erosion, whether or not it was his true nature, were no longer important.

Park Yong-jun was not a perfect good person, this is certain.

However, he was indeed a qualified Civilization Guardian.

Until the very last moment of his life, he never betrayed Earth Civilization, fighting till the end.

As an S-level Ability User, Park Yong-jun was posthumously called the "Disgrace of the Nation."

Because when facing alien invaders, he failed to achieve any strategic advantage, even surpassed by some Pillar Level individuals.

Yet his character endured the test of history.

This was the fundamental reason why Ma Ran did not punish him.

"Prophet, I respect you greatly."

Park Yong-jun struggled to suppress his own anger: "But..."

"Please do not humiliate me!"

"I am also an S-level Ability User!"

"Using the words of the Chinese, I am of ’National Guardian Level’."

"Please, both you and the Martial God, use your full strength to fight me!"