Cohabitation with Sword Spirit-Chapter 215 - 182: Bullying the Disabled, Deceitful and Shameless

After the match, the defeated Li Qingshuang had just walked out of the competitor's passage when she was met with a passionate hug from Li Wanqing, who had come to comfort her, followed by Li Chaolu, Li Xinyu, and others.

However, contrary to what others might have expected, Li Qingshuang didn't seem to have any feelings of sadness or depression. Instead, there was a faint smile on her face.

Such a candid attitude surprised many people, leading them to speculate if the blow had been too overwhelming, affecting her mental health.

Li Wanqing seriously suggested, "So, do you need me to use the Heart Massage Technique to adjust your mood a little?"

Li Qingshuang's small face flushed slightly, she turned her head to laugh and said, "Alright, Sister Wanqing, I'm really okay. Although being punched off the field is somewhat embarrassing. But this battle has truly taught me a lot. I initially thought that by using One Sword Frost Cold, at the very least I could hold on until the frost layer melted, but I didn't expect the opponent to have such a method to break through with force. I had underestimated the Qian Family, considering their True Essence Realm is higher than mine by more than a level, and their cultivation technique and physical divine techniques are beyond my comparison. How could I have thought that with just Sword Intent from One Sword Frost Cold, I could establish an advantage? As a Sword Cultivator, my strength is inferior to others yet I had the arrogance to think otherwise, who else would lose if not me? When I go back, I will seriously summarize the experience and lessons of this competition and improve so as not to waste everyone's guidance during this period."

Li Wanqing said in amazement, "My goodness, Qingshuang, do you know you're as dazzling as a little sun right now?"

"Not at all, actually these principles, my father and uncles emphasized to me many times before the competition, but without being at the scene and facing opponents much stronger personally, it's hard to truly understand their gems of wisdom. So speaking of which, I should actually thank Brother Ye for waking me up without holding back."

"Qingshuang, your enthusiasm is still on the rise, I'm almost unable to hold onto you…"

Li Wanqing deliberately made a pained expression, as if she was overwhelmed by a flood of righteous energy, but her arms did not relax at all.

Li Qingshuang didn't struggle, just smiled and said, "Sister Wanqing, you're kidding again, just speaking the truth. I really don't feel there's anything to be dejected or sad about, with such a big gap in strength, defeat is inevitable. At most, I'm a little disappointed, stopping at the top thirty-two, I can no longer personally experience the excitement of the matches that follow."

For many young cultivators, the Cyan Cloud Grand Competition is an opportunity for transformation and sublimation.

Even though there is never a shortage of elders and instructors with high realms and who are good at guiding newcomers in families and sects, match training and arena battles are of completely different mindsets, and the gains are different as well.

Of course, in terms of real combat improvement, arena battles naturally cannot compare to personally going to the border wastelands to engage in chaos creatures, but that kind of improvement with no return is clearly the grand feast that only reincarnators and traversers are qualified to enjoy…

"In any case, my Cyan Cloud Grand Competition journey ends here, and next, I can only cheer for you from the audience seat. Sister Wanqing, Little Sister Qingming, try your best to bring the championship trophy back soon."

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While Li Wanqing, Li Chaolu, and others were busy comforting Li Qingshuang, Wang Jiu and Shen Qingming quietly exited the scene, heading towards the training room next to the main arena to do some simple warm-ups.

Because the next match was Shen Qingming's turn.

And her opponent wouldn't allow her to be careless relying on Wang Jiu's remote control.

According to Wang Jiu, this time's opponent, in terms of difficulty, is even comparable to favorites like Qian Ye and Lu Fangchen.

So, even without much prior homework, at least do enough warm-up exercises.

"...But, according to you, if I were up against Qian Ye or Lu Fangchen, would a mere warm-up suffice to win? Are you kidding me? Did you not see Qian Ye's golden transformation just now? When he completely turned into a golden man, his attack and defense attributes were explosively strong, I simply couldn't break through his defense."

Wang Jiu explained, "Don't underestimate your potential, if you further unleash your energy, breaking through the golden armor isn't difficult."

"...The difficult part is how to walk off the arena intact after releasing all my energy, right?! Yesterday when battling Hei Ya, you told me just to release a bit of my potential, but I ended up with my whole arm broken!"

Wang Jiu thought for a moment and couldn't help but return to the old saying, "The human body has 206 bones."

"And I had over 1000 at my peak! Your Whiteboard Stupid Sword should change the excuse!"

"Hmm, the human body has 639 muscles…"

"I'm sorry I was wrong, regardless please spare the muscles, they are still innocent."

In the midst of the jokes, Wang Jiu had already helped Shen Qingming complete a full set of warm-up exercises, effectively expanding the number of bones and muscles in a short time, and successfully causing other players and trainers still warming up in the training room to leave with faces flushed.

When the room was left with only the two of them, Shen Qingming finally spoke somewhat unconfidently, "Ah Jiu, can I really walk through this all the way to the championship? No, I'm not doubting your abilities, having spent so much time together, I know you are really amazing. But seeing others who have seriously prepared and even planned for the competition for a decade or more, I always feel that grabbing the championship like this may be undeserving. Besides, don't you think it encourages everyone to take shortcuts? Clearly without any real ability, yet relying on external assistance to defeat those who truly work hard and put in the effort…"

"Funny," Wang Jiu said, "Why would you have such sentiments?"

"Wh-what's wrong?" Shen Qingming was somewhat puzzled.

"With your IQ index, you shouldn't exhibit such overly sentimental moods."

"Wang Jiu! Can you go even for just one day without belittling my intelligence?! Besides, I've tolerated you for over half a year, I must say it now! The IQ test program you designed back then was utterly stupid! Another attempt definitely won't yield the same outcome!"

Wang Jiu curiously replied, "Even a pig wouldn't fall into the same mud pit twice, but you…"

"I meant to say... never mind, I'm just stupid, say whatever you want."

Wang Jiu said, "I'm not trying to belittle your intelligence, but rather to say, were those thoughts really your own?"

"Eh?" Shen Qingming was taken aback, and then suddenly startled, "Are you saying..."

Wang Jiu nodded, saying, "This is a common tactical application, targeting the opponent's weaknesses to weaken their strength comprehensively before the match. For those who like women, send them a juicing companion, for food lovers, feed them hard-to-digest Immortal Beast raw meat. For those who love money, suppress their stocks before the match, causing their assets to fluctuate..."

Shen Qingming swallowed and said, "So, I was..."

"Yes, for those who are somewhat dull, use a sense of morality to suppress them."

"Hey!"

"Because usually only a fool would have their inner sense of morality stirred by just a few words before a match," Wang Jiu explained seriously, "Generally, only those with an IQ above 4.2 can effectively resist this tactic."

"Sorry for falling short of your expectations with my 3.3!" Shen Qingming angrily bit her lip, then her thoughts returned to not so long ago.

As Wang Jiu expected, the quandary in her heart didn't appear out of thin air... it originated from a chance remark overheard from someone else.

It happened just yesterday. After the match, while leaving through the player tunnel, a girl dressed as a staff member came running enthusiastically, claiming to be a devoted fan of Shen Qingming, and gave her a pricey bottle of Ganlu Spirit Drink, then asked for her autograph.

Such occurrences weren't new for Shen Qingming, and she readily agreed. But after signing her name, the girl made a comment that somewhat displeased her.

"Ah, I really envy Miss Shen for being born with such deep fortune, able to beat those who practice desperately without much effort. I wish I had such luck as Miss Shen."

Shen Qingming frowned immediately, questioning, "What do you mean? Are you implying I don't deserve my current achievements?"

"No, Miss Shen, you've misunderstood. I was simply expressing my admiration. I'm truly sorry for causing any confusion."

The staff's apology was particularly sincere, so Shen Qingming had to sigh and let the matter slide.

"Well, alright then."

However, thinking about it now, that staff member seems suspicious no matter how she looks!

Thinking of this, Shen Qingming couldn't help but feel angry.

"I knew it! That despicable scoundrel Qian Yue would certainly plot against me with some devious scheme! I just didn't expect her to be this low!"

Wang Jiu asked, "Are you referring to exploiting your intelligence flaw to trap you in unnecessary guilt?"

"...No need for such a detailed explanation! In any case, when we get on stage later, remember to give it your all and crush that treacherous villain Qian Yue!"

Wang Jiu hesitated, "Um, calling someone a treacherous villain seems a bit inappropriate, no?"

Shen Qingming felt a bit indignant, "What? Are you going to speak in her favor?"

"No, it's mainly because saying that in front of someone can be a bit disrespectful."

"In front of who..." Shen Qingming didn't finish her sentence because out of the corner of her eye, she had already noticed the entrance of the training room, where Qian Yue stood with tears brimming, looking at her with glistening eyes.

"I never thought that in Little Sister Qingming's eyes, I would be so unbearable. Clearly, clearly I've done nothing, yet I'm being suspected out of nowhere..."

Shen Qingming listened, her head muddled, indeed, as Qian Yue said, everything was still at the suspicion stage, she had no real evidence... to outright label someone a villain and say it to their face was indeed too rude.

"Um, sorry, perhaps I misunderstood you."

Qian Yue wiped her tears away and smiled brightly, "It's okay, after all, I'm your devoted fan." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Uh, thanks?"

"By the way, how was the Ganlu Spirit Drink?"

"So it was you!"