Chapter 148: The Ultimate Instant Kill

The moment she exchanged a smiling glance with Zhang Qiyang, Zhao Lijing felt her heart melt completely.

She was deeply grateful to Zhang Qiyang for sparing her from the terrifying fall from the high platform that could have scared her out of her wits.

At the same time, she was in absolute shock. How had Zhang Qiyang figured out the answer so quickly?

Everyone around was marveling at how lightning-fast her calculation had been.

Yet Zhao Lijing knew very well that the "real calculator" Zhang Qiyang was much faster than her!

Just now on stage, she had been keeping an eye on his movements.

The moment the large question board lit up, Zhang Qiyang had practically glanced at it, quietly stepped back into the crowd, and then pretended to stretch while gesturing the answer to her!

His actual calculation time probably hadn't even reached five seconds!

This was completely superhuman!

No normal person could possibly calculate that fast!

After a brief flash of thought, Zhao Lijing couldn't help but wonder: Did the production team leak the questions to Zhang Qiyang?

Had Zhang Qiyang known all the answers to today's questions beforehand?

He must have taken a look at which question was drawn for this round, immediately walked away to signal the correct answer to her—thinking about it this way made complete logical sense!

Besides, Zhang Qiyang had said to her just moments ago, "What's wrong with cheating? Let's see whose cheating game is stronger!"

Judging by that tone, Lord Pao had definitely come fully prepared!

Once she thought of it that way, everything fell into place.

Understanding this, Zhao Lijing let out a helpless smile.

So Lord Pao was the ultimate cheating king!

To be honest, though, teaming up with the ultimate cheating king felt pretty good!

Convinced that Zhang Qiyang possessed the answers to all the questions, Zhao Lijing stopped worrying about winning this round.

After all, the final contestant to step up was none other than the cheating king himself, Zhang Qiyang!

The current score stood at three to three.

The match had been dragged into the deciding round thanks to Zhao Lijing's heaven-defying performance.

The Infinite Team's reserved closer was "Little Smart" Pan Ziwen.

This kid had an extremely agile mind, but he suffered from a slight fear of heights, which was why the Infinite Team hadn't scheduled him to go first.

Pan Ziwen had originally thought Sophie would easily crush Zhao Lijing, meaning he wouldn't have to take the risk of stepping onto the stage.

Who could have predicted that Sophie would be utterly destroyed by Zhao Lijing instead!

The instant the referee announced that Zhao Lijing's answer was correct, Pan Ziwen practically collapsed to his knees! Because he really, really didn't want to stand on that high platform, nor did he want to face the terrifying Lord Pao!

Unfortunately, the real world is terribly stubborn—the more you dread something, the faster it comes knocking.

Since the sword was already at his throat, Pan Ziwen had no choice but to fight with everything he had!

Who knows, maybe he could win back the dignity he lost in the battle phase right here on the high platform?

If he could bury Zhang Qiyang's arrogance with his own hands, it would undoubtedly be an exhilarating and deeply satisfying feat!

"Mosquito, don't you dare chicken out! Your brain is definitely better than that arrogant young master's. As long as you stay calm on stage, you're bound to beat him!" Lu Kai offered a desperate pep talk to boost Pan Ziwen's survival instincts.

Pan Ziwen rubbed his crew-cut head, a rare flash of ruthlessness crossing his face as he declared, "Just wait and see, I'm definitely going to beat him!"

Once he threw all caution to the wind, Pan Ziwen's confidence exploded!

Zhang Qiyang might be better at singing, but when it came to brainpower, this brain-dead young master shouldn't be his match, right?

Able to serve as the "brainiac" of the Infinite Team, Pan Ziwen was undeniably sharp-witted, and Lu Cheng and the others felt fairly confident about him in this round.

On the other side, Peng Liang and his group weren't quite as confident in Zhang Qiyang.

Fatty acted like a devoted lackey, massaging Zhang Qiyang's shoulders to help him relax while passing on his own wisdom: "Lord Pao, that high platform isn't that high. Don't overthink it; just concentrate, and you'll easily figure out those math problems."

Bai Xinhua suddenly remembered something and asked, "Lord Pao, if I remember correctly, you're a Cambridge alumnus, right?"

"Right, I'm a Cambridge dropout."

Peng Liang clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Ha! Dropping out is plenty! To even get into Cambridge, Lord Pao, your brain must be super sharp! You'll definitely crush that annoying mosquito over there!"

Zhang Qiyang said with arrogant disdain, "If I let him survive past three seconds, consider it my loss."

Whoa!

Zhang Qiyang's grandiose statement thoroughly hyped up Peng Liang and the others! A Cambridge graduate really was built differently!

Li Xuan, however, couldn't help pouring cold water on him: "Three seconds? You might not even finish reading the question clearly. You'd better take this seriously. That mosquito has a pretty good brain, so don't underestimate him."

Zhang Qiyang smiled, shrugged, and raised the stakes: "Is he even worthy of being my enemy? If I don't annihilate him in over two seconds, consider it my loss."

Bai Xinhua laughed heartily and flattered him, "Lord Pao, you're too savage!"

Luo Zhikang, on the other hand, was utterly speechless. Two seconds? How was that even possible? Why had this guy suddenly started talking completely out of his mind?

Sensing Zhang Qiyang's ungrounded, arrogant confidence, Zhao Lijing became even more certain that Lord Pao was the ultimate cheating king! He must know the answers to all the questions. The moment the question was revealed, he would blurt out the answer—never mind two seconds, he might destroy Pan Ziwen in a single second! She just hoped he wouldn't go too overboard; if the opponents figured out they were cheating, things would get a bit awkward.

Preparation time ended.

The final contestants from both teams stepped onto the stage!

"Whoa...!"

A wave of enthusiastic cheers and applause erupted from the scene!

Most of this applause was meant to cheer on Zhang Qiyang, as everyone hoped he would secure this victory.

Xiao Qiang knew just how sharp Pan Ziwen's mind was, so he was feeling quite nervous. If Pan Ziwen somehow managed to beat Zhang Qiyang in this round, Zhang Qiyang's morale might completely collapse! He wouldn't be nearly as lively afterward, right?

"Mosquito, you better show some awareness! For heaven's sake, give Lord Pao a little face!" Xiao Qiang signaled Pan Ziwen with his eyes.

But at this point, Pan Ziwen was desperate to reclaim his lost dignity, so how could he possibly show any mercy to Zhang Qiyang?

He decided to take him down at lightning speed! Sending this guy plunging into the endless abyss!

"Lord Pao, no hard feelings, but I'll do my absolute best to defeat you!"

Before stepping onto the stage, Pan Ziwen cupped his fists in a traditional martial arts salute to Zhang Qiyang.

Zhang Qiyang laughed and replied, "Hard feelings? Want to defeat me? Wait until your next life!"

This sharp retort filled Pan Ziwen's chest with blazing fury. As he climbed the high platform, he was grinding his teeth so hard that his anger actually cured his fear of heights! He was going all out in this battle to knock Zhang Qiyang flat on his face!

"Go Lord Pao! ... Lord Pao, you're the best! ... Relax, Lord Pao! Focus your attention, you've got this!"

"Don't chicken out, Mosquito! ... Unleash your inner cosmos, Mosquito! Believe that you're smarter than your opponent!"

Teammates from both sides cheered for Zhang Qiyang and Pan Ziwen from beneath the high platform.

Before long, both men had climbed up and stood firm.

The referee stepped onto the stage holding the large question board.

All eyes converged on the display board that was about to reveal the challenge.

After confirming that both contestants were ready, the referee shouted, "Start!"

The covering cloth was pulled away, and the final life-or-death battle officially began!

Zhang Qiyang swept his eyes across the question in a flash: [Ninety-two minus seventy-three plus eighteen minus forty-four plus fifty-five equals?]

"Forty-eight!"