I Transmigrated into a Novel as a Villain, and My System Refreshes Randomly - Chapter 16:
Chapter 16: Three Thousand Consecutive Losses, Harvest!
Ye Chen’s eyes were bloodshot, fury nearly bursting from them. “You’re courting death!”
With a furious roar, he unleashed his full strength. The floor beneath his feet shattered instantly as his body shot forward like a rampaging bull, a fierce wave of force exploding from his fist, aiming straight at Qin Xiao, who was still lying on the ground.
He was going to crush this meddling trash completely.
Qin Xiao tilted his head aside, narrowly dodging the fist that was aimed at his face. The gust from the blow scraped past his cheek, leaving behind a burning sting.
He rolled backward clumsily, barely avoiding Ye Chen’s follow-up kick.
Bang! Ye Chen’s foot slammed into the spot where Qin Xiao had just been lying, the ground trembling once more as shards of stone scattered.
“Dodge? Is that all you can do, you useless piece of trash?” Ye Chen roared, his assault pouring down like a storm, fists, elbows, knees, and kicks all carrying lethal intent. He wasn’t treating him like an ordinary person—he was aiming to kill.
Qin Xiao rolled across the floor in a pitiful state, his body quickly coated in dust, hair hanging in a wild mess, his appearance as miserable as it could be.
[Failure +1.]
[Failure +1.]
The system prompts echoed in his mind like a relentless chant, yet the corners of Qin Xiao’s lips curved upward in a faint, eerie smile.
The crowd had gone silent, shocked by the brutality unfolding before them. None dared to intervene; they could only watch from a distance, whispering.
“This… this is too much! Young Master Ye is going to kill him!”
“Who is that bumpkin, and how did he offend Young Master Ye?”
“I’d say he deserves it. Trying to play the hero? Now he’s going to get beaten to death.”
The murmurs reached Ye Chen’s ears, feeding his arrogance and driving him to strike even more viciously. He wanted everyone to see what happened when someone crossed him.
Qin Xiao dodged while letting out muffled grunts of pain, matching Ye Chen’s attacks with flawless acting.
“Ah!” A pained cry escaped as Ye Chen’s kick landed squarely on his back, sending his body flying like a severed kite. He crashed into a booth at the edge of the dance floor, smashing bottles and glasses in a messy spray.
Shards of glass flew everywhere. Qin Xiao coughed, a trickle of blood at the corner of his lips, his injuries looking severe.
Ye Chen advanced with a cruel grin, his eyes as cold as a venomous snake.
“What’s wrong? Weren’t you arrogant just now? Keep it up!”
He grabbed Qin Xiao’s collar, yanking him upright and looking down at him like a lamb ready for slaughter.
Qin Xiao’s head hung low, his hair covering his face. His body trembled slightly as if terrified beyond reason.
“Trash. Garbage. Scum like you are wasting air by living.” Ye Chen cursed, gathering energy in his palm to smash down onto Qin Xiao’s head.
The crowd gasped, some timid girls even covering their eyes, unable to watch the bloody scene about to unfold.
But at that critical moment, Qin Xiao slowly raised his head, revealing a dust- and blood-smeared face… wearing an unsettling smile.
His gaze was calm and deep, not a trace of the earlier panic or humiliation remaining. “Little security guard, have you finished your act?”
Ye Chen froze, his smugness shattering in an instant. Shock flashed in his eyes. “You… what are you talking about?”
It was as if a bucket of icy water had been poured over him, chilling him from head to toe.
Qin Xiao’s smirk carried both mockery and amusement.
“I said, your hero-saving-the-beauty performance is awful.” His tone was casual, as though the beaten wreck from moments ago wasn’t him at all.
Ye Chen’s face darkened, rage erupting like a volcano.
“You bastard!” He lunged forward to strike again.
But Qin Xiao spoke first, his voice not loud, yet carrying clearly to everyone around them. “Ye Chen, what do you think you are? Just a lowly security guard, dreaming of a swan while being a toad. Using such filthy tricks—disgusting.”
The words stabbed into Ye Chen’s most sensitive nerve.
BOOM!
Ye Chen lost all rationality. His leg whipped out like lightning, slicing through the air before slamming into Qin Xiao’s waist.
Pffft!
Blood spurted from Qin Xiao’s mouth as he was hurled across the dance floor, crashing into a central pillar with a heavy thud. Dust billowed, leaving the once-luxurious scene looking like it had been ravaged by a storm.
Gasps rippled through the crowd, fear heavy in their voices.
“My god, someone’s going to die!”
“Has Young Master Ye gone mad?”
Through the haze, Qin Xiao staggered to his feet, blood at his lips again, but his eyes remained calm—taunting, even. “What’s wrong? Did I hit a sore spot and make you lose your temper?”
His voice was hoarse, weak, yet dripping with mockery.
Ye Chen’s chest rose and fell violently. He was beyond thought, glaring at Qin Xiao like a dead man walking.
“I’ll kill you!” he growled like a wild beast.
Qin Xiao chuckled, his smile tinged with pity and disdain. “Kill me? Do you dare? Do you think Gu Siqing would ever love a brute who only knows violence? You think getting her body through despicable means will win her heart? You know nothing about love. The only person you’ve ever loved is yourself.”
Each word was like a hammer pounding into Ye Chen’s chest, cracking what was left of his composure.
“Shut up! Shut up!” Ye Chen roared, unable to bear another word. He charged like a mad beast, throwing a savage hook aimed at Qin Xiao’s face.
Qin Xiao didn’t dodge.
The punch connected with a heavy thud, sending his body flying like a ragdoll. He hit the ground hard, twitching, blood spilling from his mouth.
[Consecutive loss count +1, +1, +1…]
The system prompts played in his head like a joyous melody. His vision blurred, his body felt as if it were falling apart, pain flooding in like a tide.
But his smile remained, his eyes gleaming with madness. “Three thousand losses… almost there…” he murmured faintly.
Ye Chen strode toward him, cold and merciless, grabbing his collar to drag him up like a dead dog. “I despise spoiled rich brats like you who abuse their family name. Today, I’ll act for the heavens and rid the world of scum like you!” His tone was icy, like a demon from hell.
Energy gathered in his palm once more, this time without a shred of mercy—he meant to crush Qin Xiao’s skull.
The aura of death wrapped around Qin Xiao, freezing his body stiff. Ye Chen’s palm was drawing closer, closer.
Qin Xiao looked into his twisted, murderous face, yet felt only calm inside. He knew his gamble had paid off—his consecutive loss count had reached three thousand.
“Yun Yiyi,” he called in his mind with the last of his strength, his tone weak but resolute. “Max the Rebound.”
[Y-Yes! [Desperate Gamble] Rebound ratio set to maximum… activating!] Yun Yiyi’s voice was flustered but immediate.
Just as Ye Chen’s palm was about to land, Qin Xiao’s eyes flashed sharply. With every ounce of strength left, he drove his fist upward into Ye Chen’s abdomen.
This punch carried not just his full force, but all the accumulated gains of three thousand defeats.
Ye Chen hadn’t expected this half-dead man to have the strength to fight back. Before he could react, agony exploded in his gut like a sledgehammer strike.
BAM!
His body froze mid-snarl, pain and shock twisting his face. It felt as though his organs had been shattered. Blood burst from his mouth in a violent spray as his body shot backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing into the ground over ten meters away and leaving a deep crater in the floor. Dust filled the air.
The dance floor fell into stunned silence.
Every single person stared, minds blank, unable to comprehend how the predator had become the prey.
When the dust settled, Ye Chen lay twitching on the ground, blood spilling from his mouth, his gaze vacant and breath shallow—he was gravely injured.
Qin Xiao, still battered and bloodied, slowly sat up, a relieved smile tugging at his lips. “Three thousand consecutive losses… harvested.”
[Congratulations, Host, achievement unlocked: Three Thousand Consecutive Losses.]
[Congratulations, Host, gained Luck Points +3000.]
[Congratulations, Host, acquired skill: Divine Doctor (Prismatic, Permanent).]
[Congratulations, Host, acquired skill: Martial Arts Combat Mastery (Prismatic, Permanent).]
[Congratulations, Host, acquired item: Marrow Cleansing Pill (Prismatic).]
[Congratulations, Host, acquired physique: Mental Attack Resistance (Prismatic, Permanent).]
[Congratulations, Host, acquired special reward: Opposite-Sex Hormone Emission Physique (Prismatic).]
The system notifications surged like a tide, filling Qin Xiao’s mind and flooding his battered body with new strength.
He knew now—his gamble had won.
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