Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

Lan Xinyu looked at the battle list and speechlessly turned to look at Ling Chuxi. What kind of luck was this? Ling Chuxi was really a crow’s beak. She jinxed this. She had just talked about it, but Lan Xinyu never thought that she would actually really encounter E Shulan.

“What are you looking at me like that for?!” barked Ling Chuxi as she glared at Lan Xinyu. “It’s not like I arranged it. You have bad luck is all. I don’t care, I am still going to bet that you win. If you cause me to lose any money, I’ll beat you up another round.” Ling Chuxi had borrowed quite a bit of money from her two disciples. The fifth princess indeed had money, but she never thought that Luo Li had even more money. Hearing that Ling Chuxi wanted to borrow money, he almost dug to the bottom of his own home to give her everything.

“You are purposely making things difficult!” hissed Lan Xinyu angrily through gritted teeth.

“I am giving you pressure. You will only have motivation if you face pressure,” said Ling Chuxi proudly.

The next day, Lan Xinyu was the first to compete. Ling Chuxi and the rest went along to watch her compete. Ling Chuxi noticed that on the other side of the fighting ring, Baili Han had also come to watch Lan Xinyu’s match. It wasn’t even necessary to guess Baili Han’s intentions as it could be deduced with just a simple thought.

In the fighting ring, Lan Xinyu stood opposite E Shulan. Both were beautiful, but they gave off very different temperaments.

E Shulan’s hands were hanging by her sides. Even though she was in the fighting ring, she still had that arrogant air of being a Deity’s Servant Girl. Pride was written all over her slightly raised head.

Lan Xinyu looked calm as she sized up her opponent casually.

Ling Chuxi nodded her head in appreciation. The current Lan Xinyu was as confident as before, but she had a kind of restraint and calmness about her that she did not have before. Her attitude had also become more mature than before. Only this kind of Lan Xinyu could go further and become stronger.

“Today, the two competitors in the ring are the Deity’s Servant Girl from the Deity Temple, E Shulan, and her opponent is the genius maiden, Lan Xinyu, from White Stone City. I believe that many of you already know about them. One is a Deity’s Servant Girl who possesses Battle Qi Level 8 while the other is one who possesses Battle Qi Level 7 but who owns a Level 3 monster beast as her assistant in battle. Who exactly will win this round and obtain victory? Let us watch and see.” Above the fighting ring, two men were loudly announcing the details of this match to the masses.

Those who were able to enter into this round from the large-scale fight in the first round were all the strongest cultivators amongst the strongest cultivators. Therefore, every match came with special explanations to help ordinary citizens who were not very well versed with cultivation to understand the context of the match. At the same time, it could help liven up the atmosphere of the match and make it more exciting. After all, since this competition held a very important significance to the country, nobody expected a cold atmosphere at any of the matches.

The strength of these commentaries was not necessarily very strong, but the insight and vision they offered were far better than those possessed by ordinary people unfamiliar with cultivation and the few words the announcers spoke did indeed capture the key points of this match.

“Battle Qi Level 8. She really is the Deity’s Servant Girl. She is already at Battle Qi Level 8 at such a young age.”

“However, the genius young maiden is also not bad. She is already at Battle Qi Level 7 and even has a Level 3 monster beast assisting her.”

“Truly a case of the strong facing off against the strong, and with a monster beast thrown into the equation as a fighting assistant as well. It seems that we are in for a good match.”

…

The packed crowd was in the midst of great discussion. To many, Battle Qi Level 8 was already a high level, one which many would never even be able to touch in their entire lives. As for a Level 3 monster beast, many of them had never even seen one before. The crowd’s enthusiasm was fanned aflame with the few sentences the announcers spoke.

“Place your bets, place your bets. Last chance. Once the competition begins, not more bets are allowed to be placed.” Walking amongst the crowd, the people from the gambling houses used this opportunity to raise their voices and shout about their wares in promotion.

Ling Chuxi had long since placed her bet, so she did not bother. However, there were other people in the audience who had yet to place their bets and therefore immediately went over to do so.