nycdaug Chapter 187 was actually Qiang Huan.
Chapter 187 was actually Qiang Huan.
"This..." The host hesitated for a long time, flew to the judges' table and whispered for a while. Then, someone took out a transparent crystal ball. Inside was the scene of the two people's fight. It seemed that some method had been used to refract the fight into the crystal ball, which was why there was an image.
The audience watched again through the crystal ball and found no sneak attack as Huang Mang had claimed. They all looked at the group from Luojia Academy with disdain. The faces of the Luojia Academy students were beyond ugly; they slunk back to their seats, helping Huang Mang along.
The host once again announced that the Royal Academy had won, and Feng Jiu descended the stage surrounded by talents such as Feng Zhi.
"This is truly amazing! I never expected you to be so powerful, Jiutian. It turns out you were holding back your strength in the academy." Feng Zhi looked at Feng Jiutian excitedly, chattering away to express her joy.
They had initially thought it would be a sure defeat, given that Huang Mang's strength was many levels higher than Feng Jiutian's, but unexpectedly they actually won.
Feng Zhi looked at Feng Jiutian with surprise and delight, her face full of smiles.
“You will improve over time,” Feng Jiutian said softly.
Her intention was to tell Feng Zhi that she had not hidden her strength, but to Feng Zhi and the others, it sounded like her talent was terrifying.
Feng Zhi pouted, her face full of jealousy: "I really envy your talent, Jiu Tian. I wish I had it too."
"If you had that, it would kill you. Stop being envious, hurry up and go to the competition," Ruohan said with a light laugh, tapping Fengzhi's head with the handle of his fan, looking like an older brother.
Qiang Huan watched silently, a sense of emotion welling up inside her.
Although they initially came together for the sake of fighting, and even disliked each other and always wanted to defeat one another, after spending several days together, they all developed a sense of mutual respect.
When did this feeling begin?
Qiang Huan turned her gaze to Feng Jiutian.
This woman, though young, possesses an inexplicable cohesive power that commands respect and even inspires a sense of submission.
It was because of this woman that everyone was able to integrate so quickly, encourage each other, and fight against outsiders together.
Although internal disputes still exist, they are no longer at a standstill.
but……
Qiang Huan pursed her lips, a hint of doubt appearing in her eyes.
She always felt that although Feng Jiutian had the air of a great leader, she had a vague feeling that he didn't take them seriously.
It seems that in my memory, this person has always been a loner and has never truly cared for anyone.
Feng Jiutian suddenly looked at Qiang Huan: "Is there something you need?"
A hint of panic flashed in Qiang Huan's eyes: "No, it's nothing."
She lowered her head, no longer looking at Feng Jiutian, trying her best to minimize her presence.
Feng Jiutian frowned deeply.
She had just vaguely sensed a scrutinizing gaze that made her somewhat uncomfortable, but she never expected it to be from Qiang Huan.
She could never quite understand Qianghuan, which always bothered her.
Feng Jiutian's intuition told her that this Qianghuan was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.
But she couldn't quite put her finger on what was strange about it.
After hesitating for a while, she decided not to delve into the matter further, as she had more important things to do.
Seeing that it was getting late, Feng Jiutian informed them and went back to rest.
In the middle of the night, a gentle breeze blew by, and the window, which had been tightly closed, was pushed open a crack. A pair of hands reached in and opened the window completely.
Feng Jiutian was still fast asleep on the bed. She had been quite tired lately, and since the place was relatively safe, she hadn't been on guard at all.
A figure dressed in black leaped in from outside, his aura concealed to the extreme. If it weren't for the extremely faint sound of his movements, one wouldn't even be able to detect his presence. Not only were his clothes black, but even his exposed skin was hidden in the darkness, making him seem very mysterious.
He walked up to Feng Jiutian and looked at the person who hadn't reacted yet. He snorted inwardly. Everyone said that Feng Jiutian was so powerful, but this person was just like that. He didn't even react when someone was standing next to him. What kind of strong person was he?
After watching for a while, the man in black drew his long sword and slowly brought it close to Feng Jiutian's neck. As long as he could take this woman's life back, everything else would be fine.
Just then, Feng Jiutian's restlessness and confusion vanished, and he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as clear as if he had never slept: "Who sent you?"
"You don't need to worry about that. In short, they're the ones who want you dead." After saying that, the man in black didn't say anything more, raised his sword and stabbed without showing any mercy.
Whether he's awake or asleep doesn't matter; it's all going to be a matter of life and death anyway. If it's a bit challenging, he might be more interested.
Seeing the approaching aura, Feng Jiutian quickly dodged. She had already sensed the unusual aura while lying in bed, but she wasn't quite sure what it was. That's why she wanted to see what this person was up to. Now that she knew the target was her life, she naturally wouldn't give in to their demands.
"You're pretty quick, aren't you?" The man in black sneered, taking a step forward, his long sword never leaving Feng Jiutian's vital points.
"Of course, I'll be a little faster than you." Feng Jiutian dodged repeatedly. Her weapon wasn't with her, making it a bit troublesome to deal with.
"I'm sorry, but I'm going to take your life today. If you meet the King of Hell, just pretend I have no name." The man in black said fiercely, his movements becoming even faster, the movements of his hands faintly carrying a spiritual light, making them even more threatening. If you were to be accidentally stabbed, it would truly be an irreversible matter.
Feng Jiutian calmed herself down, saw an opening, quickly flipped away from his attack range, waved her hand to summon her weapon, and launched a counterattack without showing any weakness.
The clang of metal against metal was deafening. Feng Jiutian grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. The person before her seemed far stronger than she had imagined, and she was gradually finding herself unable to withstand the onslaught.
Her strength was immense, and her every move exuded a powerful aura. Moreover, she was incredibly fast. Since she wasn't at her peak, she was finally finding it difficult to cope.
The man in black did not ignore Feng Jiutian's expression, a smug smile appearing on his lips. His attacks became even more ferocious, his longsword flashing so fast it was almost a blur. If Feng Jiutian hadn't used her spiritual energy to protect herself, she might already be a corpse.
"You need a reason to kill me, right?" Feng Jiutian was really struggling to cope. With a swift movement, her clothes fluttered, and her slender body rose into the air, causing the black-clad man's attack to miss again.