NFBE Chapter 193 Your Magical Pet?
Chapter 193 Your Magical Pet?
Ruohan encouraged Feng Jiutian: "Jiutian, go! Defeat her! Let this big-breasted, brainless woman know what it means to be outmatched!"
Feng Jiutian gave Ruohan another strange look. Where did he get his confidence in her from?
However, Feng Jiutian didn't think much of it. The competition was about to begin. Unlike Mu Yuan's deliberate display, she simply walked slowly and steadily onto the stage. The contrast between the two made the onlookers start discussing among themselves.
"It's Feng Jiutian again? Counting today, she's been fighting for three consecutive days, hasn't she?"
"What bad luck! Look at her, she's probably exhausted. She can't even fly onto the stage and has to walk up step by step."
"Her opponent is the pride of Luojia Academy. I heard that although this woman's cultivation is not as good as Huang Mang's in their academy, she seems to have recently obtained some kind of treasure, which is said to be that woman's trump card!"
"Feng Jiutian is in for a rough time now. Sigh, her luck is really terrible..."
"..."
The discussions among the crowd had no effect on Feng Jiutian. At this moment, a mentor suddenly said to Feng Jiutian from below the stage, "Jiutian, don't push yourself. Even if you lose this round, we still have a chance to compete for the championship. After all, we have already won two rounds."
The instructor's words startled everyone. After a moment, Mu Yuan laughed first, looking at Feng Jiutian with disdain: "It seems that the people in your academy don't have much confidence in you."
Feng Jiutian's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant. She knew that the mentor's intention was to care about her, but now that she had already stepped onto the stage, his words inevitably seemed like a sign of weakness.
Feng Jiutian pursed her lips, not responding to Mu Yuan's words, but a dagger silently appeared in her hand.
The referee stood in the center, watching as both sides took their positions, and shouted, "Begin!"
Feng Jiutian unleashed her fastest speed immediately, her dagger aimed straight for Mu Yuan's vitals. Mu Yuan had already noticed that Feng Jiutian's speed was much faster than that of ordinary people, so she was prepared. She wielded her long whip with great skill, creating a barrier that prevented Feng Jiutian from getting any closer.
Feng Jiutian took the initiative to attack, but failed to gain the upper hand after a long time. To onlookers, it seemed that she had been fighting continuously and was already exhausted. Mu Yuan thought so too. She smiled coldly: "Feng Jiutian, I told you long ago that we should just use spiritual power to compete. But you were so arrogant. The result you are in now is all your own fault. Don't blame me!"
After saying this, Mu Yuan's aura suddenly changed. The long whip in her hand, which was originally meant to defend against Feng Jiutian's attack, suddenly turned into an offensive one. The long whip, like a snake, darted towards Feng Jiutian's vital point at the waist. Feng Jiutian quickly dodged Mu Yuan's attack.
"Do you think you can hide!" Mu Yuan sneered, gathering spiritual energy in her hand to form the shape of a long whip. Instantly, more than a dozen long whips appeared in her hand, each one baring its fangs and claws, staring at Feng Jiutian as if it were ready to devour him at any moment.
To the average person, the dozen or so whips in Mu Yuan's hands seemed real, and she controlled them all very well. However, Feng Jiutian possessed extraordinary spiritual power, and she could tell at a glance that those spiritual whips were merely illusions condensed by Mu Yuan. The one that was truly lethal was the physical whip. Perhaps in the future, when Mu Yuan's spiritual power became strong enough, she might be able to control so many whips, but at this moment, she couldn't!
Feng Jiutian's lips curled slightly, his tone filled with arrogant arrogance: "Is that all the tricks you have?"
After speaking, he neither dodged nor avoided Mu Yuan's attack. Instead, he bent the dagger in his hand and thrust it fiercely towards Mu Yuan's vital point.
"what!"
Many onlookers gasped in surprise at Feng Jiutian's actions, including the students from the Royal Academy. To them, it seemed Feng Jiutian was charging straight at the whips. However, the scene everyone expected—Feng Jiutian being pierced by countless whips—did not occur. The spiritual energy whips vanished upon hitting Feng Jiutian. Feng Jiutian then seized Mu Yuan's whip, and with his other hand around Mu Yuan's neck, pressed a dagger against her vital point: "Do you admit defeat?"
With her vital point gripped, Mu Yuan gritted her teeth and suddenly whistled softly. Feng Jiutian didn't know what Mu Yuan meant, but she suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, as if she had been targeted by something terrifying.
Feng Jiutian always trusted her intuition. She immediately released Mu Yuan and retreated quickly. Everyone thought that Feng Jiutian had subdued Mu Yuan and won again. However, they did not expect that Feng Jiutian would suddenly release Mu Yuan and run away. Everyone looked at the arena with blank expressions.
At that moment, someone with sharp eyes suddenly exclaimed, "A rat on the ground!"
"A rat? How could there be a rat on the martial arts arena?"
"It's true! Look, there really is a mouse there!"
"Good heavens, is Feng Jiutian actually afraid of mice? That's hilarious!"
"No, that's not an ordinary rat! That's a level six magical beast, a scorpion venom rat!"
The Four Kingdoms Tournament was a grand event, and among the spectators were naturally many insightful individuals. Immediately, someone recognized the origin of the seemingly unremarkable little mouse beside Mu Yuan.
Regardless of whether people know what this scorpion-venom rat is, the words "sixth rank" are enough to make everyone tremble with fear.
Mu Yuan glared fiercely at Feng Jiutian: "I originally planned to save it for last, but since you've already brought it out, you can only blame your bad luck!"
Feng Jiutian frowned, looking at the scorpion-venomous rat on the ground: "This is... your contract... your demonic pet?"
Feng Jiutian almost blurted out the words "contracted magical beast," but she remembered what Xuanjizi had said: on this continent, she was the only contract master, and any magical beasts that others brought out were definitely not contracted magical beasts.
Mu Yuan said proudly, "That's right, but although the scorpion venom rat is a magical pet, it is not like a magical pet that is completely devoid of intelligence. Although my scorpion venom rat no longer has the attack power it had before it was tamed, its venom is still there. Once bitten, it is destined to be beyond the reach of medicine!"
"Hiss!" Upon hearing this, many people gasped. The deadly venom of a sixth-tier magical beast—just thinking about it sent chills down their spines. What if it bit them...?
Someone in the audience shouted, "This is a competition between students! How can you use magical pets to fight? This is cheating!"
"But there's no rule that says you can't use magical pets in battle!"