20 Chapter 20: Contest 5 (2/2)
”They have called your name six times now. You need to head down and fight.”
”Ah.” Ying Yue finally snapped out of it, and looked around to see everyone looking at her with pity. Ying Yue wanted to laugh at them. Pity me? Well actually, maybe pity me. Ying Yue still hadn't come up with a solution after all her thinking! Even though she was the most powerful one here, she had no way to show it. Plus, now it was time for her to go fight! Ying Yue couldn't help but sigh. Looks like she was just going to have to rely on brute strength and the martial arts she knew from her past life.
As Ying Yue walked down to the battle grounds, Yao Xiuying watched on in glee. It was finally happening! That bitch was finally going to die, and then the crown prince would be all hers!
While Yao Xiuying was thinking of this, should couldn't help but to look over at Fu Longwie. Seeing him sitting beside her, Yao Xiuying's smile grew even bigger. 'This is how it should be,' she thought. With everyone fawning on her, and the Crown Prince at her side, Yao Xiuying was content, and felt that today was the day things would finally go her way.
Jiu Niu, on the other hand, was a bundle of nerves watching Ying Yue descend to the arena. She just couldn't figure out why she felt like something was going to go wrong. When Ying Yue winked at her earlier, it was as though a heavy weight was placed upon her lungs, and she felt it was hard to breathe. She just couldn't fathom what had changed about Ying Yue, but she new that every fiber in her was screaming that Ying Yue was dangerous. She could only hope that her feelings were wrong, and that everything would go as planned.
When Ying Yue stepped on to the arena floor, her opponent introduced herself.
”Hi, I'm Fa Laun. I hope you don't mind dying today, because that's what's going to happen.” Fa Laun said this with a smile, just quite enough to where only herself and Ying Yue would be able to hear what she said.
”Of course,” replied Ying Yue, ”And naturally the same goes for you. When you die, don't come complaining to me.”
Once Ying Yue finished speaking, Fu Laun laughed. ”Sure. If that happens, I won't have any complaints.”
Ying Yue smiled. ”I hope you don't regret those words.”
With that, a gong sounded, signifying it was time for the girls to start their match.