Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Winner
In the arena, after the collision of two powerful attacks that seemed to go beyond the abilities of a Qi Refinement cultivator, the mist start to lingered, rolling across the stage like a thick curtain, veiling the two figures within.
Every spectator held their breath, eyes wide and focused, as if attempting to catch even the faintest glimpse; some even had sweat rolling down their temples after witnessing such a display of strength.
The elder, acting as the referee, remained unmoved, his eyes calm as he observed the arena.
While those cultivator families couldn’t help but smile wryly, after seeing the difference in strength between them and the sect in their Junior.
Nearby, Li Feng and Lin Yu also leaned forward, squinting their eye trying to see through the thinning mist.
As the mist dissipated soon after, two silhouettes emerged.
Yue Lan was seen struggling to stand with her sword thrust against the ground, leaning onto it for support, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Frost still clung to her hair and robes, her face already turn pale from exhaustion, looking like she was on the verge of collapse.
Across from her, Liu Yanyue lowered her sword slowly.
While a cut is seen at her left sleeve causing her entire left arm to be revealed, and exposing her beautiful white skin with faint traces of blood slowly trickling down. Despite this, her stance remained firm, the blindfold over her eyes swaying faintly in the cold breeze.
And the ground between, everyone saw a long, deep scar splitting the arena floor, ice shards scattered everywhere, and a lingering crescent mark carved through the shattered lotus fragments.
"...!" Murmurs rippled through the crowd as they saw the scene. No one could tell the result now... is it a draw?
Then—
Clink.
Yue Lan’s sword fall onto the ground as her hand no longer have anymore strength to hold it. With the sound, her knees also buckled, as her strength completely spent.
Gasps then filled the arena.
But before she could collapse fully, Yue Lan forced herself and try to stand upright. She bit her lip hard enough to draw drop of blood, as her pride refusing to let her fall before her opponent.
Sensing the unyielding spirit of Yue Lan, Liu Yanyue smiled slightly. She then gave a small nod toward Yue Lan, acknowledging her as a fellow genius, without any hint of mockery at Yue Lan’s struggles
The elder, who was nearby, clearly knew that Yue Lan was pretty much unable to fight anymore. He finally raised his hand, his voice solemn.
"The winner of this match—Liu Yanyue."
The arena erupted into applause, cheers, and shouts at this splendid match, though many still looked at Yue Lan with admiration. Even in defeat, her strength had left an unforgettable impression.
Li Feng exhaled a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. His hand trembled slightly as he gripped his armrest, and he couldn’t help but replay their final move from that battle.
And he asked himself, ’Could I block that attack...?’
Then Li Feng looked at his hand and frowned in thought, this battle finally made him realize that he had been slacking off on training too much after getting the system. He still loved enjoying women and freedom, but in this world, anything can happen, and without enough strength to protect himself, he might die regretting it one day.
Slowly, Li Feng’s mind started to wake up a bit, and he mused,
’I guess Senior Brother Lin’s words aren’t entirely wrong. The battle really ended up giving me some insight and ....enlightening me.’
With a clenched fist and a determined eye, he continued,
’It has shown that I must become stronger so I can enjoy even more women!’
If Lin Yu knew what kind of "enlightenment" Li Feng had reached, he would have torn his own hair out and shouted,
No!! You’ve completely missed the point!
Atlas Lin Yu beside him, unaware of Li Feng’s thoughts, still had his attention fixed on the match that just concluded. He continue to whispered in awe, "That was... incredible. Senior Sister Yue fought Liu Yanyue to this point... both of them are terrifyingly strong."
Nearby, Fen Ziyan’s crossed arms tightened against her chest, causing her ample bosom to be emphasized even more as if it were about to burst out of her tight robe. Her face was calm, but inside, she realized the difference between herself and Liu Yanyue.
She knew that during their match, Liu Yanyue had been holding back a lot.... but what bothered her even more was Li Feng. Her gaze flickered as she noticed Li Feng’s unconcealed admiring gaze toward Yue Lan, and a sense of unease coiled faintly in her heart.
’Why does he look at that woman like that...? Does he really know her? He’s not going to abandon me, right...?’
Then insecure thoughts started to fill her mind, and Fen Ziyan didn’t notice how fragile her insecurities had become, especially when they related to matters involving Li Feng. Unconsciously, she chewed on her nail as her thoughts start to raced.
’No... I cannot let that happen. He is my only hope for a breakthrough. I have to make his attention focus only on me... but how?’
Fen Ziyan, who seemed to be deep in thought, then felt the soft weight on her arm that had always been there. She glanced down slowly toward her ample bosom, her eyes brightening as an idea came to her.
’That’s right! Junior Brother Li seems to still enjoy mortal indulgence, doesn’t he?’
Fen Ziyan blushed slightly as her mind was brought back to the events of yesterday. She could recall how Li Feng seemed to be enjoying himself so much with her body. Even now, her body still faintly felt the rough heat of Li Feng on her breasts and peach as he treated them roughly like it his toys.
Her smile curled faintly into a smug expression as she finally found a way to make sure Li Feng pay attention to her and it by doing what made Li Feng happy and pleased him the most.
’Hmph, I will just let him indulge himself in me more... then he’ll never have time to look at that woman again.’
Fen Ziyan’s lips curved faintly as her mind wandered further. The memory of how Li Feng’s hands had shamelessly kneaded her chest, how his heat had burned against her soft flesh, and the way he had toyed with her until her breath grew ragged, it all made her cheeks burn.
But instead of shame, a strange satisfaction stirred in her as she smile proudly.
’Yes... if I keep letting him use my body, then he will be happy and won’t have time to think about Yue Lan... He’ll remember that only I can satisfy him and bring him joy.’
Unaware of how twisted and flaw her reasoning had become, Fen Ziyan hugged her chest tighter, as though holding her own weapon.
Meanwhile, Li Feng leaned back in his seat, still thinking about Yue Lan’s stubborn figure refusing to yield. His lips curled into a smirk as he reminisced about how such a proud women used to succumb to his desires under him and let him have his way with her body.
’Tch... I kind of miss her amazing soft and cold body.... But I shouldn’t neglect my Senior Sister Fen either, especially since she’s so easy to coax and convenient to use.’
His eyes peeked toward Fen Ziyan, and he caught sight of a faint flush on her face, the way her smile proudly and smugly by herself while lost in her own thoughts.
"What is she thinking about?" A chuckle and lewd grin escaped him as he noticed her prominent breasts above her crossed arms.
It hadn’t been long since he had just indulged himself with Fen Ziyan’s body, yet his desire started to resurface faintly, especially after witnessing Yue Lan and Liu Yanyue’s battle. His blood seemed to boil for some reason as he couldn’t help but feel the urge to push down those powerful and amazing women, but he knew that with the current situation, it wasn’t possible.
So he could only turn his pent-up desire to his newly acquired personal "seed dumpster," who had a body and appearance on par with those two from the arena.
Fen Ziyan seemed to notice Li Feng’s gaze, and instead of being shy, she smiled proudly back at him. While using one of her hands to lift up one of her breasts, then she gave it a playful bounce, making it jiggle up and down slightly like a ball, as if to tell Li Feng to come and get it.
Li Feng, observing the proud and seductive Fen Ziyan, widened his eyes in surprise before gritting his teeth and forcing himself to stay in control, since they were still in public.
He had been caught off guard by her bold and shameless gesture.
Fen Ziyan smiled even more as she noticed Li Feng suppressed desire in his eyes, realizing that she had regained his attention. She finally felt the soft weight in her hand, which seemed stupidly big and useless, now proving its usefulness for once.
"Hehe... no wonder people call me a genius... I’m so smart to have come up with this idea,"
Fen Ziyan thought to herself while lifting her chin proudly, with a smug smile on her face, thoroughly pleased with her own cleverness for devising such an amazing plan.
However, she didn’t realize that she was playing with fire and had already ignited it so much that her body would soon burn under its intensity...
Meanwhile,
On the arena floor, Yue Lan’s legs began to stumble, weakening as she was about to fall to the ground.
However, just then, a hand landed softly on her shoulder.