Wife is Fierce, Don't Mess With Her!

Gu Qingjiu’s match was later. At that moment, matches within specialization were taking place – similar to how they organized practices.

Hence, it was easy to tell everyone’s skill levels.

This time, Feng Yumeng was the first match. Although Gu Qingjiu was from a different class, she still went to her side to watch her duel.

Feng Yumeng’s opponent this time was a first-year student. Gu Qingjiu didn’t know the student, so she had no idea about her skill level.

Since that student was from Class B, Feng Yumeng didn’t know her either.

And that made her anxious.

Her classmates were cheering for her. “Don’t be afraid. Didn’t Gu Qingjiu give you emergency training? So, don’t waste her efforts and just work hard!”

“That’s right!”

Everything was okay before that, but once those words were out, the stress Feng Yumeng felt increased.

Feng Yumeng nervously looked around, and she somehow met Gu Qingjiu’s eyes amongst the crowd.

Gu Qingjiu nodded to her, and Feng Yumeng did so as well.

She took a deep breath. To hell with it!

If she couldn’t even win her first match, she wouldn’t be able to face Gu Qingjiu.

It was Feng Yumeng’s first preliminary match.

Gu Qingjiu felt no pressure. After all, Feng Yumeng was from Class A and they were up against Class B. Meanwhile, Gu Qingjiu, on the other hand, was from Class C.

She could freely cheer for Feng Yumeng.

It would be awkward if she were to cheer on Feng Yumeng when she’s up against Class C later on.

The moment it began, the student from Class B ferociously attacked.

She probably knew about Feng Yumeng. Being the dead-last of the specialization meant that she was infamous as well.

The opponent wanted to defeat Feng Yumeng as fast as possible, hence why she fought aggressively.

Gu Qingjiu slightly raised her brows.

She had never held back on practice fighting with Feng Yumeng right off the bat.

Hence, she was well aware that Feng Yumeng had gotten herself accustomed to their dueling style. This speed should be…

As expected, Feng Yumeng could block her opponent’s relentless attacks. Furthermore, she took the chance of her opponent’s breathlessness to slide a punch in.

Fen Yumeng’s punch struck her opponent that she staggered backward, almost stepping out of the match boundaries.

Stepping out of the boundary was considered as an immediate failure.

The audience was shocked at Feng Yumeng’s blow. After all, before this, all she would do was hide and shrink.

“Feng Yumeng, go for it!”

“Feng Yumeng, there’s hope!!”

Once her classmates saw that Feng Yumeng had a chance, they started cheering for her.

Feng Yumeng herself couldn’t believe it. She was the type to face defeat just within a few seconds into a duel, but now, there seemed to be a ray of hope for victory.

Her opponent was stunned as well, but just for a short while.

Soon after, the attacks continued.

Probably suddenly fearful of her possible defeat at the hands of the dead-last, the opponent’s motions became careless.

In the eyes of others, this sloppiness was an opportunity for exploitation. But for Feng Yumeng it was still daunting.

Even so, the practice training she had still had its effects on her. After avoiding the opponent’s fierce blows, she hooked the opponent’s leg and quickly grabbed hold of her shoulder, following through the motion to exert strength. She then flipped her over and caused her to fall out of the boundaries.

Feng Yumeng’s pretty good stamina had its advantages in dueling, but she didn’t know how to make use of it.

Once she knew how to attack, her dueling would do fairly well.

“Feng Yumeng’s the winner!”

The instructor’s whistle rang around and made the students from Class A roar.

Feng Yumeng stood at the center of the field, staring at Gu Qingjiu in bewilderment.