Novel Full Chapter 51: The Battle of Life and Death Begins
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Feng Tianlan raised an eyebrow at the voices coming from both sides. Out of tens of thousands of spectators, there were more than a hundred who supported her, which made her feel pretty good. When Feng Tianlan arrived, like a fairy, Feng Xiuyu lightly jumped down from the stands into the battle ring.
She said, “I’ve been waiting for a while now. I thought you weren’t coming.”
“Tianlan, we’ll be watching you from the stands. Don’t worry, I won’t let anything bad happen to you, so go ahead and destroy her,” said Luo Yunzhu as she held Feng Tianlan’s hands. Then, she went to the stands with Chuling.
The Sparring Arena was shaped like a bucket. There were stands for spectators all around, and everyone could see the battle ring clearly. The stands for the upper-class families were even closer to the battle ring. There, one could even see the expression on the fighters’ faces.
Feng Tianlan leaped onto the stage as gently as a cloud. Her white garments flew in the wind, and her calm demeanor gave her the aura of a king descending from the sky.
“Big sister, you know the rules of this battle ring, right?” Feng Xiuyu stuck her chin out and looked at her sister with disdain.
Feng Tianlan nodded then recited the rules, “One must be responsible for all consequences, no illegal medication is allowed, no hidden weapons are allowed, and nobody is allowed to interfere from outside the ring.”
In other words, the battle ring was a matter of life and death. The consequences were much more severe than those of their previous showdown. Even if a prince died, the emperor would not be allowed to seek revenge of any sort.
“Good. You’re aware. But don’t worry, as long as you admit defeat, I won’t kill you.”
Feng Xiuyu put on her most gracious expression, but inside, she was irritated that Feng Tianlan always looked like she despised her when she was merely a good-for-nothing. Logically speaking, Feng Tianlan was going to lose. Still, her calmness made it look as though she were confident about winning.
Feng Tianlan raised an eyebrow and said, “So I suppose you mean that today will decide who lives and who dies.”
Feng Xiuyu had been the one who’d wanted to fight in this place. So, even if Feng Tianlan ended up killing her, Feng Xiang would not be allowed to kill her in revenge. Feng Tianlan thought to herself: Maybe he’ll just torture me instead? Stop worrying about what happens next and just kill her first!
“Today, I’ve attained the level of Middle-stage Spiritualist, while you’re still at the sixth level of Gathering Spirit. It’ll be easier to kill you than an ant,” laughed Feng Xiuyu wickedly. “I advise you to kneel quickly, and admit defeat now. Then, I’ll not just spare your life, but ensure that you’ll never worry about your daily needs ever again.”
Feng Xiuyu thought, if I sell her to a brothel, those filthy men will take good care of her, and she won’t have to worry about daily needs.
“Enough of your nonsense.”
Feng Tianlan withdrew a sharp dagger from her storage ring. It gleamed coldly in the light. She looked like a fairy as she stood upright with her arms by her side, her clothes flying in the wind.
“Prepare to die, then,” Feng Xiuyu shouted, and a sharp sword as bright as lightning appeared in her hand.
She aimed it at Feng Tianlan’s throat, prepared to kill her with one stroke. Feng Tianlan dodged the attack and glided effortlessly behind Feng Xiuyu. She aimed her dagger at Feng Xiuyu’s neck, but a tremendous Spiritual Force emerged from Feng Xiuyu, pushing away her dagger.
Then, a vast amount of Spiritual Force hit Feng Tianlan from behind, causing her to fly several feet forward front before she could stop herself. The force etched an inch-wide crack into the solid rock ground of the battle ring, sending sparks flying from the friction.
“Big Sister, last time, I only lost to you because I underestimated you. But, this time, I’m way more powerful than you!” Feng Xiuyu stood opposite Feng Tianlan, sword in hand, and said mockingly, “I’ll give you one last chance, kneel now and admit defeat by shouting, ‘I am a despicable woman’ three times. Then, I’ll spare your life.”