nycdaug Chapter 186 The match doesn't count
Chapter 186 The match doesn't count
Xuanji Zi frowned, attributing this strange phenomenon to the unique abilities of the Contract Master.
After all, no one had ever practiced the secrets of a contract master, so he didn't know whether it was good or bad.
Feng Jiutian sighed and forced himself to stop paying attention to the spiritual energy within his body.
The first day of the competition proceeded as scheduled without any surprises.
Feng Jiutian and his group arrived at the arena early, where the area was already filled with spectators eagerly awaiting today's match.
Feng Jiutian was the first to go on stage. Her opponent was Huang Mang from Luojia Academy. The match had been decided by drawing lots a few days ago. Although they had met before, Feng Jiutian was still a little nervous.
After the host announced the proceedings, the contestants slowly entered the arena from both sides of the arena.
Feng Jiutian looked at the four people below who were firmly encouraging him, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then came to the host.
The rules of the competition are simple: whoever concedes first wins. Since this is a competition between four countries, the focus is on exchange, so there can be no deaths. If an accident occurs, the people sitting nearby will step in to stop it.
At the host's signal, Feng Jiutian and Huang Mang exchanged greetings before moving to opposite sides of the arena to await the announcement of the start of the competition.
"Boom"
A drumbeat sounded, and the competition began.
Feng Jiutian didn't move, nor did Huang Mang. He was wearing very loose clothes today, for some reason.
The wind was silent, the sun was blazing overhead—it was perfect weather for a martial arts competition.
The two stood there quietly, staring at each other, trying to find a weakness in the other's defenses.
True masters don't act rashly. They wait for an opportunity or a breakthrough before striking decisively, just like Feng Jiutian in the past, who didn't need to fight a protracted war.
Time passed second by second, and from a distance, the two looked like statues.
At this moment, Huang Mang on the opposite side made a move.
He lowered his head, muttered something, and slowly formed a complex hand seal with his thumbs overlapping and his left thumb on top.
In an instant, Feng Jiutian felt his aura suddenly become stronger. Huang Mang's physique also underwent a huge change, his body growing about two zhang taller. Feng Jiutian finally understood why he was dressed so loosely.
A furrowed brow, is spiritual energy gathering?
He felt the surrounding spiritual energy surging into his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body surface was quickly covered with phosphorescent armor that resembled cracks in the earth.
If she dragged this out any longer, it would be disadvantageous for Kong. Feng Jiutian drew a dagger from behind her back, channeled her spiritual power, and stabbed at him.
Unexpectedly, sparks flew when the dagger struck Huang Mang, likely due to the effect of his earth-colored phosphorescent armor.
No wonder they're so powerful; they can't get through at all!
After Huang Mang withstood the attack, he initially thought that Feng Jiutian's strength would pose no threat to him. However, he was somewhat surprised by her speed. Despite her young age, she immediately unleashed a deadly attack, and the dagger she had just used almost pierced through his protective armor.
However, that's all.
He immediately crossed his thick arms in front of him and quickly backed away.
Despite his increased size, his speed remained unaffected; in fact, he was exceptionally agile.
Having dodged the attack, Huang Mang changed his retreat into an advance, clasped his hands together, and launched a palm strike at Feng Jiutian. Because he had absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, the power of this palm strike was naturally not to be underestimated.
Knowing the terrifying power contained within, Feng Jiutian shifted his body and struck backward with his palm.
"boom!"
Several of the surrounding stone pillars had been broken.
Qiang Huan and the others below secretly worried for Feng Jiutian. If that hit her, the consequences would be...
Feng Jiutian distanced herself from him, carefully observing the opportune moment to strike.
However, the other party did not give her any time and rushed towards her again, turning his hands into claws and grabbing at Feng Jiutian's shoulders. Before Feng Jiutian could dodge quickly, the clothes on her shoulders were torn to shreds.
Feng Jiutian stepped aside and stood still. She frowned as she looked at the few streaks of blood on her exposed shoulder. She quickly tore off a strip of cloth from her skirt and wrapped it around the bloodstains.
Huang Mang's figure approached rapidly, forcing Feng Jiutian to dodge, bandage herself, and think of a solution.
Seeing that he had succeeded, Huang Mang immediately pressed his advantage, his legs hardening as he kicked at her legs.
At this moment, Feng Jiutian had reached the corner and hurriedly channeled her spiritual power into her hands to block. However, Huang Mang's kick was incredibly hard, and she was unable to block it. Her body was kicked away.
"Wow!" The audience below erupted in commotion, having naturally witnessed Huang Mang's actions.
As Feng Jiutian fell, she bent her body up and rolled once on the ground to reduce her momentum.
He picked up the dagger next to him and, seizing the opportunity, stabbed it into Huang Mang's chest.
After succeeding, immediately retreat. You can't fight this guy in close combat; you can only succeed by using ranged methods.
However, that move just now almost made Feng Jiutian lose his strength, and the pain in his arm continued, almost causing him to drop the dagger.
"Crack!" A piece of scale armor on Huang Mang's chest suddenly split open, revealing his bloody wound.
"Go to hell!" Huang Mang was in pain from the blow, but ignoring the pain in his chest, he charged at Feng Jiutian with a ferocious expression. Ignoring the rules of the competition, he concentrated all his spiritual power in his palm and struck at the top of her head.
Feng Jiutian was terrified. This move incorporated Huang Mang's spiritual power, and if he was not careful, he might be reduced to ashes.
However, it was this very attack that made Feng Jiutian discover a vortex about one centimeter in size in his lower abdomen, which was continuously absorbing spiritual energy.
Found it, it's the Taiyi acupoint.
Overjoyed, Feng Jiutian immediately took action with the dagger in her hand, ignoring Huang Mang's attack and stabbing the dagger towards the Taiyi acupoint.
The moment he plunged in, his body was sent flying dozens of feet away by Huang Mang's single move.
A metallic taste filled her throat, and Feng Jiutian was caught off guard, spitting out a pool of blood. Huang Mang, on the other hand, was already heavily injured and lay motionless on the ground.
"you lose."
Feng Jiutian clutched her chest and struggled to her feet, walking to his side. She pointed a dagger at Huang Mang, who had returned to his original form, and said calmly.
The host immediately came up to announce the result of the match, which was naturally the victory of the Royal Academy.
"Boom!" A round of applause erupted from the audience. No one expected that Huang Mang, who was so powerful, would be defeated by Feng Jiutian, a little girl. It was so wonderful that everyone sincerely admired this little girl.
"Wait, I was just ambushed by her, this match doesn't count."
Just as everyone was celebrating for Feng Jiutian, a voice suddenly appeared. It was Huang Mang, who had somehow stood up on the dueling platform, who shouted to the host. The other students from Luojia Academy nodded in agreement, saying that the match didn't count.