bookcurios Chapter 168 We Must Take the Lead
Chapter 168 We Must Take the Lead
"How could Feng Jiutian win this round in such an unfair way?"
"To win with just a few silver needles imbued with spiritual power would be too simplistic."
"I didn't see this in the previous match with my senior. Now it seems that this is Feng Jiutian's true strength."
As soon as these words were spoken, others immediately echoed them.
"Yes, yes, how could anyone improve to this extent? It's probably just good luck that they happened to step on a loophole."
The discussion below was quite heated, and Feng Jiutian on the stage could hear it all clearly.
So, in other people's eyes, the spiritual power trial actually requires dazzling moves to determine whether someone has the strength?
Feng Jiutian felt a sense of irony; indeed, they were all just commoners, and no one recognized the true demeanor of a strong person.
Such a statement makes Feng Jiutian seem a bit too arrogant, but his strength is undeniable.
In Feng Jiutian's eyes, anything is acceptable as long as she can survive and achieve victory. What is the most effortless is her method of attack.
After all, she was a mercenary, not a fair fighter; what she wanted was victory.
There were supposed to be a few more rounds of competition, but the examiner announced a break, and they would come back the day after tomorrow.
And so, the trial was abruptly halted.
However, no one objected, since getting more rest is always a good thing for spiritual practitioners.
Everyone left with their friends. Seeing that no one was left, Feng Jiutian also put away the silver needles on her body and prepared to leave.
Without the competition, the training grounds were no longer as lively as before. In no time at all, everyone had left.
Feng Jiutian had just lifted her foot when she heard someone call her from behind.
"Feng Jiutian".
He turned his head away in confusion.
"What's the matter?"
The person before me was the woman I had just been undergoing the trial with.
The woman before him had an unfriendly expression, and seemed to have an air of wanting to die together with him. However, the words she spoke were ambiguous.
"Your spiritual power is truly remarkable, classmate. You won with just silver needles. I am truly impressed."
Feng Jiutian looked at the woman in front of him. Although he didn't like socializing, it didn't mean that he couldn't recognize people.
His words subtly contained a hint of dissatisfaction, and his face naturally wasn't very warm. Besides, while expressions can be faked, the hatred in his eyes was something he couldn't get rid of.
Feng Jiutian has always been reluctant to interact with women of this type. It's not that he's ungrateful, but he's simply not used to such situations and finds them exhausting.
"No, it was just a small test."
I originally just wanted to say a few perfunctory words and leave, as that would be impolite and I wouldn't need to continue the small talk.
However, the woman did not think so.
Is Feng Jiutian really that arrogant?
These words clearly imply that she had already been defeated by something utterly insignificant before she even made a move.
Having failed this trial, his future was practically ruined. Only Feng Jiutian remained standing obediently before him. He was furious, yet dared not retaliate. So he spoke softly.
"You have a bright future ahead of you, so it's natural that you look proud right now. You have enough to withstand the rumors."
Feng Jiutian didn't understand what the woman in front of him meant; all he wanted to do was leave quickly and return to the classroom.
So he simply ignored all pretense and left, brushing past her shoulder.
The remaining woman stood there, her expression serious, muttering viciously to herself, "Feng Jiutian, your future is destined to be fraught with misfortune, and you will not have a good end."
Feng Jiutian did not stop walking, a cold smile on his face.
Her future doesn't need to be judged by someone like that.
As far as Feng Jiutian is concerned, no one can judge her past or future, because no one has that right.
Feng Jiutian's eyes turned cold as she continued walking forward.
Unbeknownst to Feng Jiutian, Yun stepped forward and stopped the woman as soon as she left.
"Does Feng Jiutian's use of silver needles make you feel humiliated?"
Yun said coldly, his deep eyes seemingly shrouded in a thick fog, preventing the woman from seeing his thoughts.
"Yes," the woman said unwillingly, her eyes filled with hatred.
If Feng Jiutian had won by other means, she might not have said anything, after all, Feng Jiutian's strength was undeniable.
However, he chose to use hidden weapons and silver needles to win.
This is an insult to her!
Yun's eyes were cold and clear as she said in a deep voice, "You are a senior student, you should have gone out to gain experience. When you encounter life and death, when you encounter battle, if you deliberately adhere to the principles of uprightness and honor, can you survive?"
The woman fell silent.
She had been out there to gain experience and knew how terrifying the outside world was. In those life-or-death battles, if she had really been that foolish, she probably would have died a thousand or eight hundred times over.
Sometimes, people even betray their own companions to save their own lives.
"It's true that it's not good for Feng Jiutian to use hidden weapons in the martial arts arena, but there's no rule from any prestigious sect that forbids their use. She just wants to achieve success faster and more efficiently. She's not a soldier trained in the training ground, but a general forged in life-or-death situations!"
Yun said in a cold voice, his tone firm.
The woman listened blankly, unable to utter a single word.
Feng Jiutian, on the other hand, had no time to care what the women were thinking. After spending several days playing with these people, she was starting to get tired of it.
After all, she couldn't find any meaning in a competition that didn't improve her strength and was completely useless.
As soon as he entered the room, Feng Jiutian's face turned cold, and he gripped the dagger tightly in his right hand.
The room was very tidy, just as it was when Feng Jiutian left.
However, the faint aura in the air told Feng Jiutian that someone had been here, and extremely arrogantly, had directly entered her house.
Feng Jiutian carefully entered the room, where a note was prominently displayed on the table.
See you in the woods at midnight tonight.
Feng Jiutian twitched his lips and put the note away.
Now she knows who the owner of the aura is.
That beast Jiuyao really hasn't changed its playful nature. Knowing full well that she was wary, it still deliberately and mysteriously broke into her house, even leaving behind a strange aura, just to give Feng Jiutian a fright.
Feng Jiutian slowly burned the paper strips.
At night, in front of the woods, Feng Jiutian raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man: "Why did you go to all this trouble to call me here? Is there something urgent?"
During this competition, she hardly ever came to the woods, partly because there wasn't enough time, and partly because she was afraid of attracting attention.
Unexpectedly, it was the old man who took the initiative to call her over, which was quite rare.
The old man looked at Feng Jiutian's glaring eyes at Jiu Yao and instantly knew that Jiu Yao must have done something again. He couldn't help but shake his head.
"You must win this elite selection competition!"
The old man's voice was very firm, like a command.
Feng Jiutian was puzzled, but looked at the old man without changing his expression.
She knew the old man would explain it clearly.