Everyone ascended, but I didn't get on board

Chapter 190 Instant Kill Sparring

"What?" Miao Jia looked up at Qiu Ci, paused for a moment, and then said with a troubled expression, "But...but she's at the Nascent Soul stage, and I'm only..."

"So what? It's just a friendly spar. You're not going to embarrass Young Master Huo, are you?" The crew-cut man looked smug.

"I..." Miao Jia looked at Huo Yanting beside her with difficulty, as if hoping he would say something, "Ah Ting."

The other person didn't even glance at her, simply saying coldly, "Whatever!"

Miao Jia's eyes darkened instantly, her hands clenched and unclenched at her sides as if she were struggling with something, and she was about to speak.

"I won't fight her," Qiu Ci said first, then looked directly at Huo Yanting and said, "I'll fight you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room, followed by a burst of laughter.

Everyone seemed to have heard a huge joke.

"Hahahaha...I'm dying of laughter, little sister, you're really brave."

"This is the first time I've heard of anyone daring to challenge Young Master Huo."

"Your courage is commendable, but sister, you should go home and train for a few more years."

"Are all the cultivators in the Federation so clueless? Do they think that just because they're all at the Nascent Soul stage, their strength is about the same?"

"Little sister, are you sure you're not trying to get Young Master Huo's attention by saying that?"

Qiu Ci did not respond, but walked straight to the competition platform. After the others had finished laughing, she spoke softly, "Is the strength of your temple just something you talk about?"

"..." As soon as she finished speaking, the laughter in the room stopped instantly, and everyone's faces showed anger.

Huo Yanting's face darkened, and he looked at her coldly, saying, "Hmph! With your cultivation level, you dare to question my strength?"

"You've never even fought, yet you claim to be strong?" Qiu Ci's voice was even colder than his. "What? You just said one sentence, should I add one more point to your strength?"

His face darkened further, as if he were enraged, and he leaped onto the stage, shouting, "Don't think that just because you're a woman, I'll..."

Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a blur before his eyes, and a tremendous force suddenly swept over him, slamming him hard onto the ground from behind. A sharp pain coursed through his body, and he vaguely heard the sound of bones breaking.

The next moment, a foot landed squarely on his noble and aloof face, pinning him down and rendering him unable to move.

"That's it?"

A moment of silence fell over the entire room…

After a while, everyone realized what had happened, and Huo Yanting's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You..." How is this possible? How could he, a dignified half-step Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator, be knocked to the ground in one move without even a chance to resist?

"Looks like you're still not convinced?" Qiu Ci rubbed her toes together. "It's okay, you'll be convinced after a few more beatings!" With that, she bent down, picked up the person on the ground, threw him up into the air, kicked him out again, then flashed to the side and appeared in the air, before stomping him back down.

Bang!
Huo Yanting crashed to the ground again, not even having time to react, let alone retaliate.

Qiu Ci kicked her opponent back and forth like a sandbag several times, her speed so fast that afterimages appeared.

For a moment, the entire venue was filled with the thud of someone slamming their fist on the ground. Not only was Huo Yanting, who was being beaten, completely caught off guard, but even the onlookers were completely stunned. It wasn't until Huo Yanting was slammed several feet into the ground that Qiu Ci stopped trying to pick at him.

The surroundings were eerily quiet.

"..."

Then a timid and weak voice rang out, "You...you let go of A-Ting!" The woman named Miao Jia looked worried and distressed as she softly called out to Huo Yanting, who was clearly losing consciousness in the pit, "A-Ting, A-Ting, are you alright? Don't scare me!"

She seemed extremely anxious about the other person's injury, half of her body had already leaned onto the stage, and she was screaming so hard it was heartbreaking, but she didn't move an inch. However, her eyes were exceptionally bright, as if they were full of...excitement?
Qiu Ci was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had misread it.

The others below also reacted at this moment, looking at Huo Yanting who was already embedded in the ground, and then at Qiu Ci, with disbelief on their faces, "You... what did you do?" How could a woman who was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm be so strong?

"What are you doing? Isn't it obvious?" Qiu Ci kicked at the pebbles on the ground and swept her gaze across the crowd below the stage, saying, "Next, who's next?"

"..." Everyone fell silent, their eyes filled with terror.

"Forget it, you're all trash, come at me all at once!" she sneered, "Trash needs to be dealt with in a concentrated way!"

The faces of the cultivators below the stage darkened instantly. Those who could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage were all called geniuses, yet the other party called them trash. How could this not infuriate them? Even the fear they had felt earlier had lessened somewhat.

"Damn it!" The crew-cut man glared at Qiu Ci on the stage and shouted at the others, "What are you waiting for? She said it herself. Let's fight her. I don't believe she can beat all of us by herself."

As soon as these words were spoken, a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the others, and apart from Miao Jia, who looked worried, everyone else rushed forward in a swarm.

"Let's all go together! I refuse to believe she's really that strong!"

"She's just a weakling from the Federation, and a woman at that. What's there to be afraid of!"

"You wretched woman, I'll make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"Hmph, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator..."

bang...

Before the group could finish their harsh words, they were instantly blasted away by a gust of air and crashed to the ground.

Then the familiar scene played out again, with the sound of people being smashed echoing throughout the venue once more. The only difference was that before it was just one person, but now it was a group of people. Qiu Ci also returned all the words she had said earlier.

"Is this the strength of the temple? (Bang) Not so great (Bang). I think you guys should just stay away from any secret realms and embarrass yourselves (Bang)."

"The temple sent such weak trash, won't the little brothers cry if they lose? (Thump)"

"How about you each call me 'good sister' (thump), and I'll go easy on you? (thump)"

"No way, no way, you guys are really at the Nascent Soul stage (bang)? Are the people from the temple really this clueless? Won't you drag our Federation down in the secret realm later (bang)?"

The words they had spoken came back like boomerangs, piercing their hearts, but now they couldn't care less about the mockery, because they couldn't get up.

Qiu Ci stopped what she was doing at the right time, and casually dusted herself off, afraid of catching the arrogance of these people.

"Ah Ting!" The girl named Miao Jia finally ran onto the stage, trying to pull the unconscious Huo Yanting up. Unfortunately, he was too firmly rooted to the ground, and she couldn't budge him no matter how hard she tried. She then turned to look at Qiu Ci opposite her, as if she wanted to say something.

"What, you want to fight too?" Qiu Ci asked.

Miao Jia was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned her head back to look at Huo Yanting in the pit. Tears streamed down her face like pearls falling from a broken string. "Ah Ting, Ah Ting..." She cried so heartbrokenly that she didn't even lift her head.

The crew-cut guy, lying on the side, was curled up like a shrimp in pain, but he still didn't forget to say something harsh: "You...you hurt us, the Huo family will not let you get away with this."

Just as Qiu Ci was about to speak, two members of the Federation below spoke first.

"Didn't you say that was just a friendly spar?" The two of them, their previous dejected expressions gone, now looked at Qiu Ci with shining eyes, and sneered back, "What? Are all the people from your temple so sore losers?"

"You..." The crew-cut man fell silent instantly, just as he was about to pick another fight.

A familiar voice suddenly rang out at the door, "What are you all doing gathered here?"