Chapter 189 - Destroying a Beauty (1/2)

Ye's performance left group 7 in great turmoil. However, the various martial artists of that group had no time to waste in being stunned in that way. Soon, two more students were called to come on stage and fight.

After a series of other matches, it was Hei's turn again. This time it was Xing who fought, and as had happened before, the purple spider with silver patterns quickly overwhelmed the enemy before her. The fear of group 7's students proved to be well-founded - Hei possessed two spirit beasts with an incredible battle skill, such that they could fight alone and win.

The matches followed one another. Since there were no scheduled breaks, everyone had to stay nearby in case their name was called. Those who weren't fighting spent their time cultivating or being medicated by the supporting martial artists whom they had contracted.

On this point, the number of external support martial artists hired was low. They were just students and had to think first of all about their development. Hiring an external martial artist was expensive, and considering the high number of challenges, it wasn't worth the risk. Only those who had some background behind them or who were confident of their abilities hired outsiders, but they were nothing but a minority. It meant that a lot of first-year students were unsupported.

Hei meanwhile continued to gain victories. Ye and Xing were full of energy and were winning their matches one after the other. Even without using their Elemental Laws, as long as they dodged their opponents' techniques, they wouldn't have had much trouble. And in any case, their bodies were already naturally resistant. By also adding the protective layer of spirit power, unless you had a strong understanding of the laws, according to the standard of spirit soldiers, you wouldn't be able to penetrate their defenses.

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It was Hei's 30th match. This time the opponent was a beautiful young woman with long brown hair and bewitching brown eyes. She wore refined trousers that tightened her thighs, forming an elegant line while the shirt she was wearing well surrounded the abundant chest, accentuating the shapes. She was undoubtedly a beautiful girl who could win the hearts of many men.

Nan Yoo-Jin, this was the name of the young woman. She was part of the group of students accepted into the academy's special recruitment to make up for the death toll in the forest trial. Given her beauty, she was considered the number one beauty among the new students and had admirers even among the old students.

Because of this, Nan Yoo-Jin used this feature to grab a nice slice of the matches. Some decided to forfeit to incur in her favor; in the end, it was only just one defeat, and it wouldn't change their rank by much. Others, however, failed to fight seriously for fear of hurting her, and at the same time, they didn't want to be put in the black book of the beautiful young woman.

It must be said that most young male martial artists were easily swayed when it came to beautiful young women, especially at an early age like theirs. Most were 15-16 years old, and by being in close contact with their female companions continuously, their s.e.x.u.a.l instincts were forming. It wasn't strange, in fact, to see romantic couples among the students of the academy.

”Nan Yoo-Jin vs. Hei. Get on stage,” announced the older student assigned to group 7. Although he was older than those who were fighting, he was only two years older. So he couldn't help but place his eyes over the seductive body of the young woman.

Nan Yoo-Jin noticed it but, as she was smart, she took advantage of it to give the older student a seducing smile. Although he wasn't the official referee, it wouldn't be bad to get that student's favor; there was the possibility that Song Yazhu could ask him for opinions regarding the matches.

Soon after, however, Nan Yoo-Jin's smile disappeared. In front of her was a large dark purple spider with silver patterns watching her with its disturbing eight red eyes. It was like being stabbed by eight blades; Nan Yoo-Jin couldn't help shivering.

'No! I can't be so intimidated by a stupid beast. I've already decided what to do when I have to face this Hei.' Nan Yoo-Jin thought to herself.

”All right, let's begin-” the older student was about to announce the start of the fight when a voice as delicate as dew in the morning rang.

”Wait! Wait, please. I would like to have two words with my opponent, is that possible?” Nan Yoo-Jin implored, turning to the older student.

The older student scratched his head, unsure about what to do. Nan Yoo-Jin's pleading face told him to say yes right away, but Song Yazhu's presence was keeping him down to earth. The student glanced at the Spirit King, sighing once he found that Song Yazhu wasn't looking at them.

”Okay, but hurry up.” the student replied, trying to be indifferent.

”Thank you so much. I'll try to repay you.” Nan Yoo-Jin made a small leap as if she were happy with the response received. This reaction put a stupid smile on the face of the older student who felt proud to make such a beautiful young woman happy.

Nan Yoo-Jin, therefore, tried to get closer to Hei. Her goal was to convince him to take the field and face her. She was confident in her charm and knew that during the confrontation, Hei would be forced to observe her. Before long, he too would fall prey to her beauty. Thinking about it, Nan Yoo-Jin smiled to herself, happy that the men were so stupid as to be duped with simple cute gestures.

Whoosh!

Something dark and sharp moved quickly in front of her face. One more step, and it would have pierced her head. Bewildered, Nan Yoo-Jin slowly turned her head and was terrified of what she saw. Xing's eight red eyes were less than a meter away from her, and they looked intently at her. Her raised leg indicated that Nan Yoo-Jin was forbidden to go further, or she would be pierced like meat on a skewer.

”Let her speak,” Hei said, waking up from his cultivation session. It wasn't that he was curious about what Nan Yoo-Jin had to say; it was just that the young woman wouldn't easily give up. The sooner she told what she wanted, the faster they could get back to the fight.

”Ehmm ... thank you,” replied Nan Yoo-Jin in a trembling voice as she distanced herself from Xing. After that, she made a few coughs to clear her throat and asked, ”You are Hei, aren't you? I have heard so many things about you and have always wanted to meet you. I was wondering if you would like to fight with me to give me some advice. Don't you want to help me improve my fighting style?”

The young woman's tone became pleading again as she looked at Hei's impassive face with fawn eyes. She had used this tactic countless times, and it had always worked.

”Is that just what you wanted to tell me? All right, I accept.” Hei replied flatly.

Then he jumped from Ye's head and landed on the stage next to Xing.” Rest, for now, the next fight is yours.” Hei said to his little sister as he stroked her face at the height of her fangs.

Seeing how Hei was smoothly stroking such a terrifying creature, Nan Yoo-Jin shivered but repressed her feelings. In any case, her plan had succeeded, and in a short time, she would obtain yet another victory.

Xing let herself be stroked for a while before stepping off the stage and standing next to Ye. As for a reason behind Hei's consensus was that he simply had gotten a little tired of cultivating. So he decided it was the perfect opportunity to do some warm-up; after all, he had already decided that he would fight five matches and, considering that they were halfway through, it was okay to take to the pitch now as his first match.

”Well, then. Let the fight begin.” the older student quickly announced. As Hei went on stage, he had felt a gaze settling on group 7, as if something of absolute power was watching him. It didn't take a genius to understand that Song Yazhu had looked there to know why they weren't proceeding with the matches.

Hei and Nan Yoo-Jin went into a fighting stance. The young woman drew her short one-hand sword. The weapon had a thin and light shape, which was perfectly suited to the young woman's build. Hei instead didn't draw any weapons; since he wanted to warm up, he decided not to draw his spear out for now.

Whoosh! Slash!

Nan Yoo-Jin activated her footwork skill, moving gracefully onto the battlefield. Although she relied on her beauty, she had been still able to enter the Southern Royal War Academy. Her battle skills were by no means to be underestimated.

”Spider Run, Two-Legged Mode.” Hei murmured in response as he activated his speed ability.

Hei's body vanished from where he was. With rapid steps, he positioned himself in front of Nan Yoo-Jin's running trajectory, intercepting the young woman.

”Snake Fist.”