199 Competition 2 (1/2)

When they arrived at the venue of the competition, which was a large plaza at the center of the sect, there were already many others who had arrived. But as if cursed by bad luck, when they just wanted to enter the plaza, they met another group having the same composition as theirs.

In the front was a young woman who looked extremely seductive. She had opted to wear a red dress instead of the commonly found robes, and the dress not only hugged her figure but also left many parts of her skin visible, covering mainly the important parts and nothing else. You wouldn't be wrong to call it half seethrough.

She was also wearing red high heels and her small feet provided a great contrast with their whiteness against the red of the heels and the nail polish. Her black hair was also carefully draped and fixated with a red hairpin.

Her outfit may seem slutty on someone else but surprisingly she managed to wear it in a way that screened seduction but still maintained a feeling of distance, of unreachableness.

Wherever she walked, the eyes would follow her, but nobody would dare to step forwards to talk to her. Something Ivan thought was an amazing feat. One had to know that even with his immunity towards beauty, originating from being surrounded by beauties most of the time, he couldn't help but look at her.

Behind her two young men followed along, who even though they could be called handsome were clearly overshadowed by her and functioned more like a backdrop, highlighting her even more.

When Miss. Klein saw her two disciples staring at that woman, she humphed coldly, breaking them out of their reverie.

Surprisingly the woman came to a stop before Miss. Klein and spoke to her.

”I see you are the same as usual Bea. Your helpers are just as unique as usual.”, although her words didn't seem that problematic, her tone and facial expression made it clear that she was looking down on Ivan and Serge. Or maybe she just wanted to strike at Miss. Klein and that was why she said that.

Of course, compared with the two guys behind her, Ivan and especially Serge couldn't compare in the looks department. But neither of them felt hurt by her. They both didn't care much about their looks.

”Oh hello, Serene. I see you are the same as always as well. Only looking at the outer appearance while ignoring what's on the inside.”, Miss. Klein responded while looking at the two men in disdain.

Unlike Ivan and Serge who had stayed calm and hadn't said anything, the two men behind Serene didn't do the same. Both of them got angry and the one on the left even opened his mouth, ”You...”

Before he could even finish, or even really start whatever he wanted to say, a glare from Serene shut him up.

Miss. Klein shook her head as if disappointed, but her voice was gloating, ”It seems like you haven't trained your little helpers this well yet.”

Since Serene couldn't refute it, she could only choose to ignore it. Thus she acted as if nothing had happened, ”We will see about that.” She had carefully chosen her helpers for today. Not only were they very handsome but they also were quite skilled in pill refining. She had checked up on the two behind her opponent and she had found out that they had just come from a lower realm, so how good could they be? They didn't even have Qi fluctuations around them.

”Oh, so would you dare to make a bet?”, Miss Klien asked. She was clear on how good Ivan was at pill refining. She reckoned that he should be better than either of the guys behind Serene.

”A bet? You would dare to bet with that disciple of you?”, although Serene's word where full of mockery, one could see some uncertainty in her behavior. Ivan guessed that she should have made bets with Miss. Klein before and from her behavior they didn't go well.

”Of course. They are my disciples so why shouldn't I bet on them.”, Miss. Klein announced proudly, ”Don't tell me you don't trust yours?” The last sentence was clearly designed to infuriate her, so she would accept the bet. And even if she didn't, Miss. Klein would have managed to create a rift, however small between Serene and her disciples.