The head of the Duan family was exhausted; his arm was still aching, yet he still had to comfort his child.
This is the first time I've ever suffered such a blow in my life.
"I lost before I even moved." Duan Yang pouted. "Grandpa, is Qi cultivation really that scary? Or am I just too bad? Are you guys lying to me? Am I really that useless?"
"No, of course not. You're amazing, it's just that she's so terrifying on her own." The head of the Duan family had initially suspected that Song Qi might have been possessed by some old monster, but he couldn't see anything wrong with it. "This talent is truly peculiar. Even Grandpa's divine sense can't compare to hers, so it's not your problem."
The other family heads looked over, and seeing the usually stern Duan family head soften his voice to coax the child, they silently suppressed their laughter.
The messages on the jade slip started rolling again.
[Holy crap? My divine sense is manifesting externally... This junior sister is a monster!]
How exactly can one achieve such a significant difference between their physical cultivation level and their spiritual consciousness cultivation?
[It was probably intentional. My junior sister has a bad background and is bullied at home. Those people see her as a thorn in their side. In order to survive, she can only hide her abilities and look for an opportunity to escape. Yipinge's new book "I'm Not a Waste" is currently a bestseller. Those who are interested can take a look!]
[By the way, has anyone figured out what level of spiritual power my junior sister possesses?]
[The estimate is very high.]
[I'm suddenly hoping my junior sister can win first place. I think her life will be really interesting if she gets into the inner sect.]
Song Qi returned to his seat.
Luo Shuyun laughed from the side: "You made the child cry."
“I’m a child too, I’m a year younger than him,” Song Qi said with a smile to Luo Shuyun.
She looked up at the person who was still crying on the Duan family head and felt a little helpless. Why did he suddenly start crying?
System NZ gave a disdainful sneer: The host's skin is indeed thick enough.
"I thought it would be a tough battle, but I didn't expect it to be so quick," Luo Shuyun said with a sigh.
“Yes.” Song Qi noticed someone looking at her, and she followed that gaze.
It's Fengtuo again.
She looked at the other person as well.
In the end, Feng Tuo was the first to look away.
"What's wrong?" Luo Shuyun noticed that Song Qi was acting strangely and asked.
"It's nothing." Song Qi patted Luo Shuyun's hand. "I just suddenly remembered something."
Who exactly is that person?
Are they characters in the story?
It doesn't quite look like it.
All ten matches were completed in one day.
In the round of 10 to 5, Song Qi advanced directly because her opponent conceded defeat.
The other person even came over to her and entrusted her with an important task: "I've already admitted defeat, you absolutely have to win."
Song Qi didn't quite understand the relationship between the two, but he still nodded.
Five teams were drawn to advance to the third group.
Song Qi drew Feng Tuo directly.
She didn't react much; after all, she was bound to run into him sooner or later. Luo Shuyun's expression wasn't very pleasant.
"Why is your luck so bad?" Luo Shuyun frowned, looking Song Qi up and down. Where's the female lead I was promised?
Why is it that so far there's absolutely no female lead aura, and she seems to encounter trouble wherever she goes?
Song Qi's excellent spiritual sense was something she possessed innately; her luck was even worse than that of the villainous female supporting character.
"I'm not in a hurry, why are you?" Song Qi said helplessly.
"I guess I'll be a eunuch for the rest of my life," Luo Shuyun said self-deprecatingly.
"Huh?" Song Qi didn't hear clearly and looked up at her.
"It's nothing." Luo Shuyun took a deep breath. "Don't let him hurt you. If you can't beat him, just surrender. We can always find another way to enter the inner sect."
"Um."
“That person has at least the marks of a Great Perfection of the Integration Realm.” Luo Shuyun lowered her voice. “Don’t fight head-on. If your divine sense is damaged, it’s all over. And your divine sense…”
"I know." Song Qi nodded. If the damage to his divine sense here were to affect reality, the situation would be even more terrifying.
On her way back, Song Qi was greeted by many people who smiled at her. They were neither afraid nor respectful. It was the first time Song Qi had received such treatment, and she found it quite strange.
Although many people in the entertainment industry like me, it's not the same feeling.
This time when she got back, Song Qi washed up and went to bed early, ready to get some rest.
Tomorrow is her first match.
Feng Tuo's sword is also a good sword.
Song Qi was speechless. All the supporting characters in the world had peerless swords, but she was the only one who always carried the same sword.
Looking at the other person's sword, which shimmered with iridescent light in the sunlight, and then at his own...
It looked even more shabby.
Song Qi simply threw the sword away.
The two people looked at each other.
Feng Tuo beckoned to Song Qi, then sheathed his sword.
Song Qi was somewhat surprised.
The moment the two collided, everyone around was shocked.
At first, the simple fist and foot techniques were fine, but later on, no one spoke up anymore.
"Aren't their boxing styles somewhat similar?"
"It seems so."
Do you know each other?
"You don't know him, do you?"
Luo Shuyun sat in her seat, clenching her fists, her face looking rather unpleasant, her mind a complete mess.
Others might not know, but she could still guess some of it.
She took a deep breath, telling herself not to overthink, but she still couldn't help herself.
The same boxing style.
Song Qi is not from this world; her skills and moves were learned in reality. Does having similar moves to hers mean they come from the same place?
And it was someone they knew very well.
If Song Qi finds someone he knows better, will he become distant from him?
Because they are different from everyone else in this world, their relationship is getting better and better.
What if there's a third person?
"Can you stop overthinking all the time?" The system could tell from Luo Shuyun's health indicators that she was just overthinking.
Luo Shuyun didn't say anything, she clenched her fists.
"How do you know that person isn't her enemy? Look at the force with which he struck," the system said.
Luo Shuyun remained silent, simply staring at the arena.
Both men had bruises on their faces; Feng Tuo clearly showed no mercy, and Song Qi had already coughed up blood.
Of course, Feng Tuo didn't get any benefit from it either; his right cheek was already swollen.
Both of them were in a sorry state.
Song Qi's face was cold and stern, filled with murderous intent, while Feng Tuo smiled, but his smile was anything but friendly.
"Oh, it really is you." Feng Tuo drew his sword and pointed it at Song Qi. "Something told me that if I kill you, you will die, so I came."
Feng Tuo laughed, a somewhat manic laugh: "I thought it was a lie. If I had known it was you, I would have come sooner."
Song Qi's face darkened, and he took several steps back. Feng Tuo's attacks were all deadly moves. Before, when he hadn't used his spiritual power, the two of them could have fought to a draw. But now that the other party had used his spiritual power, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.
This person clearly has a lot of practical experience, which Song Qi doesn't have an advantage in.
She wanted to get off the stage, but something blocked her way around it, preventing her from doing so.
Song Qi tried to get close to the knife, but it was almost impossible; Feng Tuo was faster than her.
If two people were originally at the same level.
At this moment, with the mark protecting him, Feng Tuo, whose cultivation was even higher than hers, was like someone who had spent a fortune on in-game purchases.
Moreover, Song Qi knew very well that if this person was really sent specifically to kill her, then his divine sense was probably not restricted by the system. Even if the mark was broken, there was still a divine sense as powerful as hers inside.
"Something seems off about her." Luo Shuyun was the first to notice something was wrong on the stage. The others thought Song Qi was just putting on a brave face. "She clearly wanted to leave the stage just now. System, why can't I hear what they're saying?"
"Another bug has appeared." The system was a little impatient. "I'm fixing it. Don't worry, you'd better find someone to stop it. That person obviously wants to kill Fang Yaoyao."
"But how can we save them? The sect leader himself said not to help, so how can anyone help?" Luo Shuyun jumped down the steps and was about to step forward, but was stopped by someone.
The second person to notice something was wrong was Lu Yuhuai. The two people on the field were clearly acting strangely. He wanted to make a move, but it would only backfire...
"You don't recognize me?" Feng Tuo looked at Song Qi, his expression one of shock. "You don't recognize me? How could you not recognize me?"
Song Qi remained expressionless and silent; if she opened her mouth now, she would probably vomit blood.
She felt the person looked familiar, but just couldn't remember who it was.
She knows so many people, how could she possibly remember them all?
"Song Qi." The other party gritted his teeth.
"Indeed, with so many people around you, how could you possibly remember an unknown nobody like me?"
Song Qi dodged his sword again and kicked him hard in the head. This time he did hit him, but the consequence of forcibly breaking through his spiritual energy shield was that his leg was in excruciating pain.
In the nearby artifact pavilion, the sword stuck in the stone began to vibrate and hum.
The surrounding magical artifacts began to tremble.
Feng Tuo's sword pierced Song Qi's shoulder blade.
Song Qi sat on the ground and looked up at him.
"Kneel down, beg me, and I'll spare your life, how about that?" Feng Tuo said softly, looking at Song Qi. "Kneel down and beg me."
"Who are you?" Song Qi swallowed the blood and asked, his mouth full of red.
Feng Tuo narrowed his eyes and twirled the sword in his hand.
“Host!” System NZ had just been blocked and saw the current situation as soon as it came back. “Let me think of a way, don’t worry.”
"Aren't you going to leave your name?" Song Qi seemed oblivious to the pain in his shoulder.
“Hehe, I am Ye Sui, General.” Feng Tuo said, enunciating each word clearly, staring at Song Qi with bloodshot eyes.
"You're talking nonsense!" Song Qi raised her hand and slapped him across the face. "He would never be like you!"
Her emotions hadn't fluctuated much just now because there were simply too many people who wanted to kill her.
However, she was still furious when she heard the name.
"Because I was too foolish and believed everything you said, do you think I wouldn't treat you like this?" Feng Tuo laughed, his smile tinged with sarcasm. "If I hadn't believed you, how could I have ended up in this state?"
"What are you talking about?" Song Qi looked at him. "If you are Ye Sui, tell me what's going on? You're not..."
Feng Tuo drew his sword, looked coldly at Song Qi, and thrust it towards Song Qi's throat.
Song Qi rolled over and knelt on one knee, looking at Feng Tuo. She really didn't understand, her mind was a complete mess.
Ye Sui was her deputy general. He was simple-minded, trusted her a lot, and was obedient.
Ye Sui died on the battlefield. She wanted to bring back the enemy's body, but the enemy blasted the body into pieces right in front of her.
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