“If you do not wish to have your face split in a bit, you better not start taking any actions. I did not have enough fun fighting just now,” said Ling Chuxi in an extremely dangerous tone though her expression remained calm.
Lan Xinyu immediately halted her steps. The fifth princess glanced at Lan Xinyu with eyes full of pity then patted her shoulders, a gesture of pity and understanding that they were both in the same boat. Both of them were unfortunate people… They were two weak young maidens who had the misfortune to meet a “bully” such as Ling Chuxi and could only yield to her in “humiliation”.
After that, Ling Chuxi and the rest checked out the information of the opponents they would each face next.
Zhang Dongzhi. This was Ling Chuxi’s opponent in the next round.
If she did not remember wrongly, this person was ranked second in the book of competitors that Feng Yan Union had compiled, a mere second to Baili Han. Hearsay, he had already reached Battle Qi Level 9 and was just a step away from breaking through to the realm of Great Fulfilment.
With such a level of cultivation, perhaps he would have been considered a strong opponent in the past, but now Ling Chuxi totally did not care as the difference between the levels of Battle Qi Level 9 and Great Fulfilment was too great. It was not as simple as the difference between being at Level 8 and Level 9, but rather, it was the life and death experience of Heavenly Lightning Striking The Body separating these levels that made all the difference.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I’m up against the contestant ranked at number two,” announced Ling Chuxi as she looked at the information of her next opponent. Then her eyes lit up and she quickly ran off, heading out of the residence.
“Master, where are you going?” asked the fifth princess.
“To place a bet. No one thinks that my cultivation is stronger than him right now. So, many will be betting on him for sure. Taking advantage of that fact that my cultivation level has yet to be exposed, I need to earn more money quickly,” answered Ling Chuxi softly.
“That’s right. Why didn’t I think of that?” said the fifth princess as she smacked her own head and then quickly went to catch up with Ling Chuxi.
The rest of the group who were looking on from behind watched the two girls’ retreating backs helplessly and then quickly followed suit as well.
After they all placed their bets, the sky had already turned dark. The group of them returned to their respective dwellings after eating dinner, all of them intent on taking a good rest to welcome their matches well the next day.
However, at this moment E Shulan was in a daze as she looked at the table of draws in her hand.
“Baili Han. I am actually against Baili Han.” Thinking back to how Baili Han’s gaze was full of enmity and how cold his voice was, E Shulan felt a baffling sense of unease. This was Baili Han who was listed as the favorite to get first place by Feng Yan Union, plus, rumor had it that Baili Han had already experienced Heavenly Lightning Striking The Body. How could she still remain calm?
“Forget, I’m not going to think about it anymore. My identity is the Deity’s Servant Girl, I don’t think he would dare to be too presumptuous.” After a long time, E Shulan finally put away the table of draws and comforted herself with this thought.
It was just that the matters of this world were not necessarily as great as she imagined them to be. To some people, the identity of Deity’s Servant Girl was one that was incomparably majestic and holy, but to others, it was not even worth a f*rt.
The venue at which the match was being held was filled with people long before the matches were due to begin. After watching yesterday’s matches, the audience was even more hyped and passionate today.
In this round of the competition, Ling Chuxi was the first to go up. When the time came, she entered the fighting ring.
Very quickly, a young man with a burly figure also entered the ring.
Ling Chuxi took a look at him and was greatly shocked. Oh, goodness. There was actually someone who looked like this under the heavens?
A huge, flat nose occupied nearly one-third of the man’s face, and his nostrils were arrogantly pointing upwards, towards the sky. A large mouth occupied the other one-third of his face. It was barely conceivable how much remaining space was left for his eyes. His skin was quite white, almost as white as a wall that had just been painted. But such facial features combined with his deathly-white complexion made him appear even more eerie. As for his hair, no one could tell how long it had been since he last washed it, as it was all stuck together in clumps which he had just swept back.
With such a look that could shock the heavens and make the ghosts cry, it could no longer be described as ugly. That would be a blasphemy to the word ugly.