10: Chapter 10 Junior Sister Said You Can't Beat Her

The entire martial arts arena fell silent for an instant, followed by a burst of deafening exclamations.

Everyone was stunned; no one expected Mo Zixing to use such a fighting style.

"Is he crazy? Does he not value his life?"

"With that strike coming down, even with an Elder watching, he's likely to be severely injured!"

"He'd even give up his life just to win?"

Standing by the edge of the stage, Jiang Yuwei's heart leaped into her throat.

No matter how much she trusted Mo Zixing's strength, watching this thrilling scene, she was so tense she even forgot to breathe.

Just as the blade touched Mo Zixing's shoulder and the sword tip pressed against Zhang Xianning's neck.

Elder Wang Zheng suddenly stood up and shouted sternly:

"Stop, the match is over!"

The spiritual pressure of the Foundation Establishment Stage descended, halting both of their movements simultaneously.

Zhang Xianning withdrew his blade, his back drenched in a cold sweat of fear, which was quickly replaced by a Face full of indignation.

He never expected Mo Zixing would actually use such a suicidal fighting style.

According to the rules, this match should be considered a draw.

But he, at Qi Refining Level 4, had actually tied with Mo Zixing.

If word got out, it would be even more embarrassing than losing.

Wang Zheng frowned and glanced at the two of them, and as expected, spoke:

"This sparring match is judged as a draw."

At that moment, Mo Zixing suddenly spoke up:

"Elder, it is not a draw."

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on him.

Wang Zheng was also taken aback and asked:

"Oh? What objection do you have?"

"Zhang Xianning's strike didn't hit me at all."

Mo Zixing lifted his left shoulder.

There was indeed a slit in the fabric where the blade had sliced through.

But when the fabric was pulled back, the skin underneath was smooth and flat, without even a single scratch.

Wang Zheng took a step forward, reached out to check, and his brow furrowed instantly.

There was indeed no wound.

He then turned to look at Zhang Xianning, his gaze landing on his neck.

There was a shallow bloodstain there.

Though not deep, it was clear as day, precisely where Mo Zixing's sword tip had grazed him moments ago.

The winner had been decided.

The entire audience instantly broke into an uproar.

No one expected this outcome!

By the stage, Jiang Yuwei beamed with joy, her eyes shining as if they held the stars.

Although she didn't understand how Senior Brother Mo had done it, the result was exactly as she had anticipated.

Her Senior Brother Mo was never some 'eternal Qi Refining Level 3' trash; he was the most incredible of all.

Zhang Xianning reached out to touch his neck in disbelief, then stared fixedly at Mo Zixing's shoulder, completely stunned.

He blinked hard, his mind racing with only one thought:

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He clearly felt his blade hit something; how could there be no injury at all?

Looking at his despondent state, Mo Zixing spoke expressionlessly. His voice wasn't loud, yet it carried clearly across the entire arena:

"Losing isn't scary. What's scary is not even having the courage to admit you're not good enough."

"I indeed dodged that strike; the evidence is conclusive, there is no other possibility."

This was a lie.

Zhang Xianning's strike had indeed landed.

However, the standard weapons used for sparring were blunted, so the wound was naturally shallow. Combined with the ridiculous high-speed recovery effect of the Candle Dragon Bloodline...

Less than a second after the Elder called a stop, the wound had already healed without a trace.

It was completely undetectable.

Wang Zheng frowned and confirmed the injuries of both men once more before finally announcing loudly to the surroundings:

"In this sparring match, Mo Zixing wins!"

As his voice fell, another wave of exclamations and discussions rose from the crowd.

No one expected that a match everyone thought would be one-sided would end with Mo Zixing's victory.

Mo Zixing's gaze fell on the jumping and cheering Jiang Yuwei by the stage, and he opened his panel to take another look.

Hiss...

Why was it different from what he had expected?

Of the five hearts at the top of the panel, only four were still lit.

No way?

He put on such a big show, and it still didn't trigger a Breakthrough in her favorability?

His thoughts shifted, and he eventually figured out the key.

Oh, I see.

This match, in the end, was just a grudge between him and Zhang Xianning; it didn't involve Jiang Yuwei herself.

The Junior Sister just thought he was impressive and felt happy for him, but it hadn't touched the point that would make her completely lose her heart to him.

It seemed that to light up the last heart, he would have to add some 'flavor' to this act within controllable limits.

Maintaining a calm expression, he took a step forward to the pale-faced Zhang Xianning and said bluntly:

"According to our previous agreement, since you lost, it's time to fulfill your promise."

While speaking, with a thought, he directly opened Zhang Xianning's System panel.

Perfect, the cooldown for trait extraction had finished long ago.

Since this guy wanted to be a villain so badly, he might as well make use of this 'trash' and let him be a more thorough one.

In his mind, Mo Zixing rolled the dice for personality trait selection.

The wheel spun rapidly, and three brand-new traits lined up and jumped out:

[Romantic: Spreads affection everywhere, likes to make many Dao Companions]

[Vindictive: Must seek revenge for every grievance, cannot tolerate any provocation, easily loses control when insulted]

[Loyal: Values friendship and honor, would take a blade for a brother]

Mo Zixing looked at the three traits and had an idea.

This [Vindictive] trait was practically tailor-made for the current situation.

Combined with the original [reputation] trait that valued fame...

The rest was just considering safety issues.

He wasn't far from Jiang Yuwei, and with his speed at Qi Refining Level 4, he could definitely save her first.

Even if it really came to the worst-case scenario, he had the Candle Dragon Bloodline; taking a blade for her would still heal.

Absolutely controllable.

Then let's just do it.

With a thought, he directly used the [Vindictive] trait to replace Zhang Xianning's original [Self-Willed] trait.

Right at the moment the replacement was completed.

In Zhang Xianning's originally despondent eyes, a layer of undisguisable malice instantly surged.

Listening to the pointing and whispering of the surrounding Disciples, he only felt his Face burning.

He had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life.

And all of this was caused by Mo Zixing and Jiang Yuwei.

If it weren't for trying to gain Face in front of Jiang Yuwei, he wouldn't have ended up in this state of public humiliation.

Seeing that he was already reaching a boiling point, Mo Zixing leaned half a step closer and said slowly in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Look at you. Junior Sister Jiang already said you weren't my match, but you just wouldn't believe it."

"Now look, you've lost the match in public and lost all your Face."

"Oh dear, I'm afraid Junior Sister Jiang will never look you in the eye again."

"It seems she'll be coming with me."

Adding fuel to the fire.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xianning, who had already become irritable and vengeful due to the personality trait's influence, couldn't take it at all.

He stared hatefully at Mo Zixing, then turned to look at Jiang Yuwei by the stage, whose eyes were full of admiration; jealousy and anger instantly clouded his mind.

Jiang Yuwei going with Mo Zixing?

Then don't go at all.

If he couldn't have her?

He'd rather destroy her than let Mo Zixing have her!

Why should Mo Zixing win the match and get the beauty while he had to suffer public humiliation?

Zhang Xianning took a deep breath, pretending to admit defeat and submit. He lowered his head, slowly stood up, and took two steps back.

But in the next second, he suddenly grabbed the standard long blade that had fallen on the ground and, with all his strength, hurled it fiercely toward the unsuspecting Jiang Yuwei by the stage!

The entire arena went deathly silent.

Elder Wang Zheng also never expected that, right in front of him, Zhang Xianning would actually treat the rules as nothing and dare to do such an insane thing.

More importantly, Zhang Xianning had been standing sideways to him the entire time.

The throwing motion was completely blocked by his body. By the time the Elder sensed the abnormal spiritual fluctuation, the long blade had already flown out.

Although the Foundation Establishment Stage spiritual power pursued the blade from behind, it was still half a beat too slow.

Jiang Yuwei was already very close to the stage, extremely near the two of them.

Moreover, she had only just entered Qi Refining Level 1 and couldn't react at all; she could only watch helplessly as the long blade flew toward her.

If this hit her solidly, even if she didn't die, her path of cultivation would be completely ruined!

She couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

Was this the retribution for her accidentally hurting Senior Brother?

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly leaped from the stage, moving so fast it was but a blur!