“Come on! Come on, Beicheng!”
After hearing Qin Wanwan’s name, Jian Xingzhi immediately began to cheer for her. And seeing Jian Xingzhi’s enthusiastic encouragement, the other three hurriedly followed suit.
“Come on, Wanwan!”
“You can do this, Master!”
“Let’s go, Qin Wan!”
The voices of the four people echoed throughout the entire arena, cold but lively.
After all, apart from Nan Feng, the other three had always been the ones receiving encouragement, the object of admiration. It was their first time cheering for someone else, and their shouts of encouragement were clumsy and unfamiliar. Except for Jian Xingzhi, the others were merely going through the motions, lacking the vigor and vitality typically seen in a cheerleading squad.
But fortunately, their cultivation was high enough, and their voices combined were also loud, so the momentum was still impressive for the moment.
Qin Wanwan received the encouragement, clenched her fists, and stepped onto the arena with her sword in hand.
As soon as she stepped onto the stage, the crowd started cheering. Yan Huo, who was tall and imposing, looked down at Qin Wanwan with disdain: “Are you the disciple of the person who wanted to beat me yesterday?”
Qin Wanwan instinctively shook her head, but then she heard Jian Xingzhi’s excited voice from afar: “Fight! Beicheng, beat his dog head for me!”
Qin Wanwan lowered her head in embarrassment, feeling utterly ashamed.
Yan Huo sneered and placed one hand behind his back: “Look at you, so delicate. I’ll fight with you only one hand.”
“That’s great.”
Qin Wanwan became happy and said generously, “I’ll take your kindness.”
As she said that, she took a deep breath and took a stance. Yan Huo waved his hand: “Come.”
The moment the words fell, no one saw how she made her move. Yan Huo was instantly sent flying by a single strike of her sword!
The whole audience fell silent, and then Jian Xingzhi’s excited clapping could be heard. He turned to a stranger on his left and proudly boasted, “Did you see that?! That’s my disciple, my disciple!”
The stranger nodded: “I know, I knew it from the beginning.”
Qin Wanwan never expected Yan Huo to be KOed so easily. She stared blankly at her hand, and then it dawned on her.
She has become a master.
She instantly became confident and glanced around proudly.
A moment later, the judge called for the next participant. This time it was a woman, dressed in flashy attire, and descended from the sky. Holding two swords in her hands, she shouted, “Look at my sword!”
As soon as she finished speaking, her swords began dancing at lightning speed, twirling in a dazzling display. Qin Wanwan followed the tips of her swords, her head swaying back and forth.
Except that, the female cultivator did nothing else. She was just performing and not attacking, as if she were juggling.
Everyone watched as the girl continued to twirl with her swords, as she danced, she even incorporated some spells, making the display even more mesmerizing.
“What is she doing?”
Xie Gutang couldn’t figure out the style of this female sword cultivator, so he turned to ask Jian Xingzhi who was sitting beside him. Jian Xingzhi propped his chin up, looking a bit bored as he replied, “I don’t know.”
“I heard that there is a new sect, called Jian Hua Sect.”
Cuilu explained from the side: “The idea is to confuse the enemy with dazzling sword techniques first, and then launch an unexpected attack after finding the enemy’s weakness.”
Xie Gutang and Jian Xingzhi both looked at Cuilu with the expression of looking at a fool. Cuilu froze for a moment, then quickly explained, “I didn’t establish this sect, why are you looking at me like this?”
“Have they ever won?”
Jian Xingzhi furrowed his brows. Cuilu thought for a moment, then hesitantly replied, “I think they’ve won a few matches.”
“What kind of fool can let them win?”
Jian Xingzhi was puzzled, and everyone fell into deep thought.
On the arena, Qin Wanwan stared blankly at the sword moves, while the female sword cultivator across from her continued to dance, her movements so intense that even the sun seemed to burn hotter. Jian Xingzhi and the others moved to sit under the shade of a tree. Nan Feng brought over watermelon and coconut juice for the three of them. Everyone felt as though they were just watching a tiring elementary school performance.
They were tired, and so was Qin Wanwan. She sat cross-legged on the arena, yawning. She wanted to make a move, but was afraid that such bizarre techniques might be a trick. So she could only adopt the plan of not moving if the enemy did not move, keeping her eyes fixed on the female cultivator dancing with the sword.
The female cultivator’s sword dance finally began to slow down, and Qin Wanwan couldn’t help but try to persuade her: “Miss, how about we start fighting?”
As soon as the female cultivator heard her speak, she immediately perked up. She continued dancing with her sword while giving Qin Wanwan flirtatious looks, staring at her with sharp eyes as she asked, “Am I impressive? Am I amazing?”
Qin Wanwan nodded quickly: “Impressive.”
Hurry up and make a move!
“Then why aren’t you clapping for me?”
The opponent panted heavily: “Can’t you see I’m almost out of strength!”
Qin Wanwan suddenly understood. The female cultivator had been waiting for her to applaud all along!
Qin Wanwan quickly clapped her hands while holding her sword. In that instant, a burst of sword light erupted from her opponent, striking her with such force that she was sent flying!
Jian Xingzhi was both shocked and angry, immediately jumping to his feet: “Despicable–”
Before he could finish his sentence, Cuilu quickly pulled him down and covered his mouth: “That’s how they do things, aren’t you ashamed to curse out loud?”
The sword light struck Qin Wanwan squarely, sending her crashing onto the ground. The referee immediately rushed forward, kneeling beside her and began counting, “Ten, nine…”
Meanwhile, the female cultivator had already begun to bask in the cheers of the crowd, running around the arena. “Thank you, thank you, everyone…”
Before she could finish speaking, a sword light suddenly shot out from Qin Wanwan’s direction. Immediately, her sword Qi rained down, rapidly piercing through the female cultivator within a narrow range. The female cultivator was forced to retreat step by step, and when she was pushed to the edge of the arena, Qin Wanwan suddenly halted her sword movements. Everyone held their breath, waiting for her to make a move. But instead, Qin Wanwan sheathed her sword and respectfully said, “I humbly accept your challenge.”
The female cultivator was stunned for a moment. Qin Wanwan turned around gracefully, and just at this moment, the female cultivator suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward. The rescue team immediately rushed over and carried her away.
Amid the commotion behind her, Qin Wanwan walked toward the arena with confidence and joy in her steps. As she passed by Jian Xingzhi and the others, she even flicked her hair and gave them a wink.
The audience erupted in cheers, and Jian Xingzhi and the others clapped vigorously, even more excited than if they had won themselves.
After all, for them, three wins were a common occurrence, but this was Qin Wanwan’s first victory, the starting point of a sword cultivator’s beginning!
Qin Wanwan continued to win with overwhelming force. By the time the final match arrived, it was already afternoon, and the opponent was a man who looked almost like a monkey.
As soon as the man stepped onto the stage, his eyes locked onto Qin Wanwan with a lecherous gaze. Qin Wanwan felt uncomfortable under his stare. After giving a brief salute, she immediately lunged forward with a sword thrust.
Seeing Qin Wanwan thrusting her sword at him, the man began to shout, “Aiya, little beauty, be careful not to fall.”
As he spoke, he tripped on his own foot, causing Qin Wanwan to lunge forward. He quickly reached out to grab her waist, but Qin Wanwan instinctively dodged. The other party seemed to have already anticipated her move, he positioned himself to strike and sent his sword down toward her!
“Damn that pervert!” Jian Xingzhi could tell that this man was deliberately taking advantage of Qin Wanwan being a woman and bullying her, using such despicable tricks. Furious, he stood up abruptly, but Cuilu and Xie Gutang immediately pulled him back. Cuilu tried to calm him down: “The cultivation world isn’t full of virtuous, upright gentlemen. She’ll face this sooner or later; it’s better that she encounters it now.”
Cuilu’s words were unreasonable. Jian Xingzhi was so angry that his legs were shaking, but he still forced himself to sit down.
Qin Wanwan reacted quickly on the stage, leaping into the air and falling to the ground. Her opponent chased after her, swinging his sword. Just as she was about to roll off the stage, she grabbed the rope, flipped herself up, and delivered a swift kick.
The man grabbed her ankle, letting out a, “Tsk!” and said with a lecherous look as he stared at Qin Wanwan: “A beauty is truly a beauty, even her feet smell so fragrant.”
“Disgusting!” Cuilu couldn’t hold it anymore. She jumped up suddenly as if about to rush up to beat the man. Jian Xingzhi and Nan Feng quickly held her back: “Calm down, it’s still a competition now, Wanwan can handle it.”
As soon as they finished speaking, Qin Wanwan on the stage was thrown away by the man. She hit the ground hard, making dust flying everywhere. The four people were stunned. Xie Gutang finally couldn’t stand it and stood up directly: “I will beat him to pulp.”
“No!”
This time, Cuilu remained calm and, together with Jian Xingzhi, held Xie Gutang back: “This is a competition; we can’t interfere!”
With all the life experience in their arms, the four of them stayed on the high platform, watching as Qin Wanwan and the man fought.
The man’s skill was nothing remarkable, but he was incredibly shameless. Every time, he would say something that would provoke her or make her lose composure, forcing her to attack. As soon as she attacked, he would set a trap, and once trapped, she would be struck. Fortunately, Qin Wanwan had long since grown accustomed to being beaten. Even after being knocked into the dirt several times, she was always able to stand back up with strength.
After being hit a few times on the stage, Qin Wanwan simply stopped fighting back with the other party. Every time her opponent chased her, she would just run. Though her attacks weren’t as underhanded as his, she was faster than him. In such a small arena, her opponent couldn’t even manage to touch her clothes.
The two of them chased each other around, fighting the entire afternoon. As the sun began to set, it seemed like the match was heading toward a stalemate. Xie Gutang bit his finger, unable to hold back as he spoke, “With his level of skill, I only need one sword strike.”
Cuilu gritted her teeth: “I only need one slap.”
Jian Xingzhi clenched his fist and glanced sideways: “I only need one finger.”
“But what is the use of that?” Nan Feng said with frustration, “None of you can go on stage, not even as good as me.”
His words only made everyone more anxious, they quickly took a couple of sips of coconut juice to calm themselves down.
It was at this time that the man suddenly stormed up, emerging countless lightsabers and stabbing towards Qin Wanwan. Qin Wanwan immediately lit up a sword formation, but the other party’s movements were fast and well prepared. Her sword formation instantly exploded, and the lightsabers instantly stabbed towards her whole body, making her immobilized.
The four of them were stunned. With the sun slowly setting behind him, the man walked up to Qin Wanwan, lifted his foot, and stepped on her face.
“Little beauty,” the other party tilted his head, “Still not admitting defeat?”
Qin Wanwan remained silent, lying motionless on the ground. Jian Xingzhi watched her on the stage, his heart tightening in an instant.
This was too much.
He suddenly had a realization, beating her was one thing, but stepping on her face was too much!
He stared at Qin Wanwan, who was being trampled on the stage, and clenched his fist in anger.
Qin Wanwan lay on the stage, and the moment she felt his foot on her face, a surge of anger erupted in her head.
One after another, they all thought she was an easy target, so they bullied her like this?!
She clenched her fists, and the surrounding environment began to change. The man remained oblivious. Xie Gutang looked up at the sky and suddenly spoke up, “This is…”
“Sword Intent.”
Jian Xingzhi glanced at the surrounding spiritual energy, then his gaze fell on Qin Wanwan: “Her sword has always lacked its sharpness. If she could let go of something, she would. If she could endure, she wouldn’t dare fight. But now…”
She finally got angry.
Everyone realized that, except the man who was stepping on her face.
The man turned his head to the referee, and proudly called over: “Count.”
The referee reacted and hurried to count: “Ten, nine…”
Before he could finish his sentence, a burst of light erupted from Qin Wanwan’s body, and the man quickly did a backflip, landing at the edge of the stage. The sword Yuan Ning instantly returned to Qin Wanwan’s hand. With a swift strike, she aimed at the man, but he managed to dodge. In that split second, Qin Wanwan swung her sword again, aiming for his lower body. The man quickly shifted to the side, but the sword light was already waiting for him. When he hastily tried to dodge again, Qin Wanwan grabbed his hair and coldly smiled, “What are you running from?”
Saying that, she pulled the opponent’s hair hard and slammed it to the ground. After that, she swung her sword at his lower body!
All the male sword cultivators couldn’t help but clamp their legs together as they watched. It seemed that Qin Wanwan, having endured for so long, had suddenly exploded in anger. She turned the tables and went into an offensive mood, wildly slashing at the sword cultivator.
“Did I let you step on my face? I was afraid to provoke you so I could only hide. I’ve already run around so much. It’s fine as long as you hit me, but you dare to step on my face?!”
As she said this, Qin Wanwan raised her hand and swung her long sword. More than a dozen sword lights instantly pierced through the young man. The young man still refused to admit defeat and rushed forward to fight, but his movements had already slowed down. Qin Wanwan struck away his sword, raised her hand and grabbed his head before slamming it down on her knees: “I’ll let you step on it! I’ll let you step now!”
After crazily slamming his head against her knee more than ten times, she grabbed his face and forced him to face her: “Do you admit defeat? Do you admit your mistake?!”
“I… don’t…”
Before the man could finish speaking, Qin Wanwan, her face smeared with dirt, grabbed the opponent’s hair and started swinging him around on the stage, slamming him from left to right and from right to left. After more than a dozen swings, the opponent’s face had been smashed beyond recognition: “Do you know now that stepping on someone’s face is wrong?!”
“I don’t…”
Again, before the man finished speaking, Qin Wanwan punched the other person on the head, and then began to rain down punches on him madly.
Fists poured down on the man, and blood splashed on her face, making her little face look extraordinarily beautiful.
Everyone fell silent, not daring to speak. Jing Xingzhi didn’t understand what was happening, but he felt as though those punches were landing on his own face.
He swallowed nervously, watching as Qin Wanwan stood up. The referee didn’t even bother counting, but had someone immediately come up to carry the person away. Qin Wanwan stood proudly on the stage, her body covered in blood, her clothes tattered. Clutching her bloodstained fist, she glared at the crowd and shouted, “Who else?! I ask, who else?!”
“Me!”
An elderly voice sounded, and Qin Wanwan’s gaze swept over like a blade. She saw an old man on the judging panel trembled as he asked, “I just want to ask… can I go home now?”
The Author has something to say:
Qin Wanwan: In the end, I became the person I once hated the most, only to realize that it’s kind of satisfying.
