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There were still many disciples on the field.
Some had suffered minor injuries from the impact, while others had their injuries treated and were carried away. If Feng Wanqing hadn’t hidden behind them, they wouldn’t have been affected.
Therefore, the looks directed at Feng Wanqing were filled with a bit of disdain and suspicion. Was this really the highly praised Holy Maiden Wanqing?
Instead of competing fairly, she used others as human shields at a critical moment. Such people were the most hated in the entire cultivation world.
Because if she were your teammate and encountered danger, she would most likely push you out to save herself, and you wouldn’t even know how you died.
“I, I didn’t mean to!”
Feng Wanqing panicked and defended herself. In that moment, it was her instinct to run away when faced with danger. Should she have stood there and waited to die?
She didn’t think she had done anything wrong. It was human nature to protect oneself. She didn’t believe there were people in the world who would rather die than harm others.
With her high talent and cultivation, it was an honor for those with lower talent and cultivation to die for her.
However, she needed to maintain her good image, so she deliberately showed a regretful expression and squeezed out tears.
“I’m sorry, I was just too panicked just now. I really didn’t mean to hide behind others.”
“Senior Sister Wanqing is not that kind of person, everyone, don’t misunderstand!”
“Yes! When we went out for training, Senior Sister Wanqing even risked her life to save us!”
Immediately, students from Vast Academy spoke up for her.
Hearing these words, people gradually began to believe that she hadn’t meant to hide behind others and had simply been frightened by Han Yue’s swordsmanship.
Feng Siyue scoffed lightly, “So this is the ability of the top genius girl from Vast Academy to adapt to situations on the fly. It’s truly disappointing. It seems that the so-called number one academy is just a name without substance.”
“Arrogant brat, how dare you be so disrespectful! Do you think you can slander our academy?”
At this, an elder from Vast Academy, who could no longer hold back, stood up and shouted sternly.
Until now, it had only been the students quarreling among themselves, but now even the elders were becoming impatient.
Feng Siyue, unconcerned, curled her lips and said, “What, is Vast Academy now a place where the truth can’t be spoken? All your disciples have been eliminated, and the only one left is a coward. Isn’t that what you call a name without substance?”
Coward!
She actually called her a coward!
Feng Wanqing’s silver teeth were almost ground to dust, but she didn’t dare to retort, fearing that Han Yue would challenge her to a duel.
If she lost again, it would be an utter disgrace!
“Hmph! I’d like to see how long you can remain arrogant. Just because you have a bit of strength, you act so proud and look down on everyone. Someone will break your arrogant bones and teach you humility sooner or later!”
The elder from Vast Academy said coldly.
Feng Siyue smiled gracefully, “I really don’t know how to write the word ‘humility.’ I have the ability to be arrogant, so why should I be humble? Besides, the match isn’t over yet. If I waste any more time arguing with people like you, I’ll miss the meal my son is cooking.”
With that, she no longer looked at the speaking elder and scanned the entire field.
“Is anyone willing to challenge me one-on-one? If not, I won’t make a move, and you can continue.”
No one on the field responded, so she magically brought out a chair and sat down, holding an umbrella over her head to shield herself from the sun.
While others were there to compete, she seemed to be there for a vacation.
The audience thought she was too arrogant, but it was undeniable that her calm and composed demeanor made her look impressive.
Imagine sitting there like her, being the center of attention. It felt oddly satisfying, didn’t it?
However, those who had placed bets earlier had a moment where they wanted to strangle Feng Siyue. Why did she have to win? Why did she make them lose so much money?
Standing nearby, Lu Chen’s face was beaming with joy. “Wow, Xuan Shang, we haven’t won this much money in a long time!”
Di Xuan Shang gave him a sideways glance and then looked towards Feng Siyue on the stage.
Feng Siyue appeared relaxed and unhurried, leisurely sipping her tea as the match continued fiercely.
To her surprise, there were two young disciples in the match with cultivation levels at the seventh tier of the Martial King realm, one level higher than Feng Wanqing. Both were from a small sect called the Hundred Flowers Sword Sect.
The two seemed to be close brothers, with fair and delicate features, quite pleasing to the eye.
Moreover, she felt their techniques looked familiar, similar to those used by her second master!
Could it be…
Were they survivors from the Wujian Tower?
The Wujian Tower, led by her second master, was the top assassin organization on the Abyss Continent. Although it wasn’t a sect, it trained countless outstanding young assassins like one.
During the height of the Wujian Tower’s power, people would turn pale at the sight of the mandala flower, kneeling and begging for mercy.
Unfortunately, the Wujian Tower had offended too many powerful forces and was destroyed after only twenty years. Her second master was ambushed and died a gruesome death, his body dismembered.
His disciples met even more horrific fates, suffering inhumane retaliation.
However, that was over a decade ago.
Feng Siyue narrowed her eyes slightly. More than a decade ago, these two would have been only a few years old. It wasn’t impossible for them to have escaped the pursuit.
The issue was that if she could recognize their techniques, others present might be able to as well.
As soon as this thought crossed her mind, several elders from major sects in the audience gathered together, pointing at the two on stage and whispering among themselves, their eyes cold with murderous intent.
Soon, the match on the field concluded.
Half of the disciples advanced to the next round.
The elder presiding over the match announced the end, allowing everyone to proceed to the next round.
“Wait! The Hundred Flowers Sword Sect’s Ning Sui and Gong Yuan are remnants of the Wujian Tower. They cannot continue in the competition! Moreover, I suggest stripping them of their cultivation to prevent them from wreaking havoc in the cultivation world!”
At this, the elder from the Five Poisons Sect stood up and declared loudly.
Their sect’s disciples had all been eliminated by Feng Siyue earlier, and these two could replace two of their disciples.
“What! Remnants of the Wujian Tower!”
People gasped in disbelief, unable to believe that remnants of the Wujian Tower were still alive and had participated in the sect competition!
“Abolish their cultivation!”
“Better yet, kill them to eliminate any future threats!”
“Exactly! The Wujian Tower committed countless atrocities, and no remnants should be allowed to live!”
“I never thought that a small sect like the Hundred Flowers Sword Sect would harbor remnants of the Wujian Tower. There must be something wrong with this sect!”
Thus, the sect leader and elders of the Hundred Flowers Sword Sect, along with a few weaker disciples, were surrounded by a menacing crowd.
“Stop! It’s not the sect leader’s fault. We forcibly joined the Hundred Flowers Sword Sect. If you have any grievances, take them out on us!”
On the field, the disciple named Ning Sui shouted loudly.
“So, you really are remnants of the Wujian Tower?”