In front of them, a man in white, around thirty years old, was playing the qin. Beside him, a beautiful woman of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight was gracefully dancing. Her dance was exquisitely beautiful. The entire scene looked nothing like a battlefield.
Clearly, that woman must have been controlled by spiritual sense. Otherwise, who would cooperate with the man and dance for him in such a setting, giving him the chance to play his instrument?
Although the picture was elegant and could be considered a beautiful sight.
In the midst of dozens of battle platforms, it felt completely out of place.
Waves of cursing rose one after another. Everyone was scolding that middle-aged spiritual controller for being too delusional about beauties. He had actually used this method to make the woman accompany him in a public dance.
After finishing the piece, the white-robed middle-aged man put away his strings. With perfect courtesy, he said to the woman, “Thank you, Miss Cui, for your wonderful dance. I, Bo, will never forget it in my lifetime!”
“Young Master Bo is too polite!” The woman returned the greeting.
“Please, Miss Cui!” The white-robed middle-aged man gestured with his hand.
The woman stepped off the platform. When she reached the bottom and regained her senses, she was utterly humiliated. “Bo Fuming, you…”
No matter what, she was a genius woman and the daughter of a prominent family. She never expected that today she would be controlled and teased, forced to dance with him in front of everyone. Where was she supposed to put her face now…
However, her strength was inferior. She had no choice but to stamp her foot in anger.
“Bo Fuming wins, one point awarded. Cui Xuetong, minus one point.” The referee’s voice sounded.
At that moment, another round of curses erupted everywhere:
“So shameless. In a place like this, he pretends to be refined and elegant, making a beauty dance for him.”
“This guy must be a narcissist!”
“He actually flirted with a woman in public. The next spiritual controller better choose him quickly. I want to see him humiliated until he has no face left.”
…
“I choose Bo Fuming!”
Sure enough, when it was the next person’s turn on that platform, a middle-aged man around forty immediately shouted it out. Bo Fuming did not even need to step down.
Bo Fuming frowned but still maintained his refined demeanour. When the middle-aged man stepped up, he spoke gently and politely, “Senior, please.”
“Bang!”
As soon as the words fell, Bo Fuming’s entire body was forced to kneel on the ground. He had not expected the other to be a seventh-grade mid-level spiritual controller. With his own seventh-grade initial-level spiritual power, he was no match at all.
After kneeling, the middle-aged man’s spiritual sense finally surged into Bo Fuming’s mind and took control of him.
“Chi!”
A humanoid spiritual form, two to three parts materialised, was summoned. It stepped forward towards Bo Fuming. The crowd was shocked.
Because that spiritual form had Cui Xuetong’s figure and appearance. It was condensed to two or three parts solidity. The form resembled Cui Xuetong in body and charm, except that it was seventy to eighty percent transparent.
Everyone could see that the middle-aged man wanted to stand up for Cui Xuetong while humiliating Bo Fuming at the same time.
Bo Fuming kept kowtowing fiercely on the ground. When the spiritual form drew near, he placed his exquisite ancient qin horizontally in front of himself. He used his head to smash it in half. Then he kowtowed repeatedly to the spiritual form and begged, “Miss Cui, I know I was wrong. I was a toad lusting after swan meat. I, Bo Fuming, am just a hypocrite pretending to be a gentleman. Just treat me like a fart and let me go.”
Slap!
The spiritual form struck Bo Fuming hard across the face with one palm. A surge of overwhelming spiritual energy erupted. Bo Fuming was sent flying off the platform, spitting blood.
Blood appeared on Bo Fuming’s face. His clothes were torn and ragged. Blood stained his white robes. His hair was dishevelled. He looked utterly miserable, the complete opposite of his earlier refined appearance.
At the same time, he regained his senses. A thick murderous intent instantly rose in his heart.
He had finally managed to play the qin and have a genius beauty dance with him to express his affection. Now he had been slapped flying…
“Hahaha, let’s see how you pretend to be a gentleman now!”
“In a place like this, you dared to make a beauty accompany you in dance. You deserve it!”
“What kind of thing are you, Bo Fuming, to think you deserve a beauty to stand beside you?”
“In my opinion, he wasn’t beaten hard enough. Beat him a few more rounds!”
…
Everyone has a love for beauty. Bo Fuming had already provoked public outrage and drew endless curses from the crowd.
In the previous match, he had been refined and elegant, playing the qin with a beauty by his side. Now he had become a laughingstock.
The price of controlling a beauty was truly enormous.
After that middle-aged man, several more powerful spiritual controllers in succession chose Bo Fuming. After humiliating him thoroughly each time, they threw him off the platform again.
Bo Fuming felt like dying. Was it not just defeating a beauty in the most elegant way possible?
How had he become everyone’s target? Why were men’s jealousy so strong these days?
With no choice, Bo Fuming ended with one win and four losses. His elimination was certain. He could only stop at the second round, moreover heavily injured and in a wretched state.
This also served as a warning to many people. When encountering a beauty, one had to be careful. Otherwise, it was very likely to provoke public anger and lead to a group attack.
Of course, Lin Xiao was an exception.
Unlike Bo Fuming, who had also acted against a beauty, Lin Xiao’s outcome was the complete opposite. After killing Ximen Jing, no one dared to choose him anymore.
On Platform No. 10, many matches had already passed, yet still no one had chosen Lin Xiao to step up.
At this time, battles continued across the various platforms.
The fights between spiritual controllers were truly varied and colourful.
There were all sorts of spiritual forms clashing in attacks, some controlling weapons to strike, some where both sides only controlled a single weapon in a deadlock, and various ways of humiliating opponents. They constantly drew bursts of excitement, making the watching crowd exclaim in admiration again and again.
The Spiritual Controller Grand Competition was truly the most entertaining contest.
On the side of Platform No. 10, after more than a dozen matches had passed, a clear voice of an old man suddenly rang out, “I choose Mu Haoran!”
This immediately drew everyone’s attention. After such a long time, someone had finally chosen Mu Haoran again.
All eyes turned towards Platform No. 10.
Lin Xiao’s gaze also looked towards the platform.
It was an old spiritual controller around fifty years old. He looked spirited and imposing. He seemed very likely to be a seventh-grade mid-level spiritual controller.
A seventh-grade mid-level spiritual controller had finally made a move against him.
Moreover, he was from Yangzhou. If nothing unexpected happened, he was probably standing up for the Ji family.
Lin Xiao walked step by step towards the platform. The old man spoke neither hurriedly nor slowly, “To be able to fight above your level and defeat Ximen Jing, you are very strong.”
“However, I do not believe you can still withstand an attack from seventh-grade mid-level spiritual power.”
The old man’s voice carried sincerity as he continued, “To be honest, as the number one genius of the nine provinces, I admire you very much. I have no grudge against you either. But I am the Ji family’s personal spiritual controller. You should understand what that identity means. Therefore, I must act against you, and I will do so with deadly intent.”
“You can choose not to step up and concede. But as long as you step onto the platform, I will do my utmost to kill you.”
Hearing this, Lin Xiao frowned. He did not stop walking. He stepped onto the platform and said, “I also do not wish to kill the innocent indiscriminately. However, since our positions differ, I have no choice but to offend you. Senior, please!”
