Reincarnated as a Tabby Cat: Daily Life with the School Beauty Empress

Chapter 64 The Tournament 2

The upper-level VIP boxes in the stands.

Lin Bingyu sat by the window, holding a cup of spiritual tea, watching the arena below through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Her expression remained unchanged; her long, silvery-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her light blue dress made her look like an ice sculpture.

The man sitting next to her, the one who went shopping with her last night, was wearing a black brocade robe, with an ancient longsword at his waist resting beside the chair.

"Interesting," the man said.

Lin Bingyu didn't reply, her gaze remaining fixed on Yichen.

Emperor level, civet cat.

This species, under normal circumstances, has a potential ceiling of legendary level, which is even lower than mythical level.

There is no record of a tabby cat that can evolve to the Emperor level in the history of the Azure Continent.

In other words, this cat possesses some extremely unique evolutionary mechanism.

Lin Bingyu took a sip of the spiritual tea.

When the teacup was put down, the bottom of the cup tapped on the table with a very soft sound.

The game continues.

One match after another, from morning to afternoon.

Of the more than twenty contestants from the Dragon Empire, only six remained by the end of the third round.

Fourteen people were eliminated.

Some lost to the Lieyang Empire's contestants, some to the Binghuang Empire, and two unlucky ones encountered Mo Qianshang from the Senluo Empire, whose information was sealed. The opponent's contracted beast was a King-level Rank 8 "Shadow Poison Spider," which released a large-scale poison mist as soon as it entered the arena, ending the battle in thirty seconds.

The atmosphere in the stands of the Dragon Empire grew increasingly heavy.

Murong Qingfeng sat calmly in the mentor's seat.

She was calculating that with more than 20 people down to only six in the third round, their chances of winning were 30%.

This data is embarrassing in the context of the Four Great Empires' Battle for Supremacy.

The Blazing Sun Empire, relying on its home advantage and practical experience, has a higher overall quality of players.

The Ice Phoenix Empire takes an extreme approach to its elite strategy; its members are few in number but each one is a formidable opponent. While the Senluo Empire is the weakest overall, Mo Qianshang is a hidden troublemaker.

The third and fourth rounds of the knockout stage are even more brutal.

Sixty-four advances to thirty-two.

Of the six remaining members of the Dragon Empire, two were swept aside by players from the Blazing Sun Empire in the fourth round.

One opponent encountered Bai Li of the Ice Phoenix Empire. Bai Li unleashed an ice-sealing domain from her Ice Crystal Qilin, turning the entire arena into an ice rink, making it impossible for the Dragon Soar contestant to even stand. Another opponent, exhausted in the final moments, was defeated by the Senluo Empire.

Finally, the list of the top 32 was announced.

Two contestants from the Dragon Empire were shortlisted: Su Qianxue and Murong Hui.

The stands fell silent, then erupted in a complex applause.

"Oh no, oh no, only two people? More than twenty people were reduced to just two?"

"What about the other empires?"

"The Blazing Sun Empire has twelve representatives in the top thirty-two, the Ice Phoenix Empire has nine, and the Senluo Empire has seven. We—have two."

"At least Su Qianxue and Murong Hui are still here! Their performance today was amazing!"

"Yeah, Su Qianxue's cat is just outrageous; it takes down anyone in just a few moves. Murong Hui's phoenix is ​​also powerful; one breath of flame and the opponent surrenders immediately."

Dragon Empire also performed terribly among the fifty players in Group Two.

The number of Dragon Empire contestants who made it into the top 32 was zero.

He shaved his head.

The mentors leading the second group on the mentor panel had grim faces and were unwilling to say more.

Professor Fang wasn't in the mood to comfort them. Apart from Su Qianxue and Murong Hui, all eighteen members of his group had died, and he was also embarrassed.

The first day of competition ended at 6 p.m.

The top 32 have been determined.

The competition continues tomorrow, with the top eight teams vying for the title until a champion is decided.

Su Qianxue stepped off the arena and stored the Moon Crown Staff in her contract space.

Yichen perched on her shoulder, the golden kitten's fur shining even brighter in the afterglow of the setting sun.

We played four matches today, each one a quick and decisive battle.

The longest match lasted two minutes, and the shortest, which was the first match against the rhinoceros, lasted eleven seconds.

The physical exertion was not significant. Su Qianxue controlled herself well, not revealing all her cards.

She turned to walk toward the players' tunnel, but a man blocked her way.

Young and strikingly handsome. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and fair skin. He wore a dark purple brocade robe, with an exquisite jade pendant hanging at his waist.

Her smile is gentle and non-aggressive, giving people a feeling of "being bathed in a spring breeze".

Su Qianxue paused for a moment.

"Hello, Su Qianxue." The man bowed slightly, his posture impeccable. "Your performance today was outstanding; all eyes in the stadium were on you."

Su Qianxue did not speak.

"Let me introduce myself." The man raised his hand, revealing a small emblem on the back of his hand: a heart surrounded by two crossed swords.

"The Tongxin Guild, Vice President Chu Yun. I wonder if Su would be interested in learning more about us? The Tongxin Guild is not affiliated with any empire; it is the largest independent guild organization on the Azure Continent, with members spread across the four great empires. As for its strength—" He smiled, "It's no exaggeration to say that it's unparalleled."

Tongxin Guild, Chu Yun.

Su Qianxue's pupils did not constrict, her fingers did not tremble, and her facial muscles did not show any unnatural changes.

She knows this person.

In my previous life, it was him.

His smile was gentle, his words were appropriate, and his attitude was sincere. He was like a true friend, like a trustworthy partner.

He appeared when she needed help the most, inviting her to join the Tongxin Guild, offering resources, connections, and protection. She believed him.

Then he lured himself into the trap set by his senior sister.

The cultivation technique was stolen, the contracted beast was ambushed at its most vulnerable moment of evolution, and the spirit core of the Ice Phoenix was stripped away by Lin Bingyu.

And this person stood to the side the whole time, with the exact same smile as now.

Su Qianxue completed these memories in less than a second.

"Sorry, I'm not considering it at the moment."

His tone was neither warm nor cold, and he turned and left.

Chu Yun's smile froze for a second.

His gaze followed Su Qianxue's retreating figure for two seconds before returning to his own. The curve of his lips remained unchanged, but the look in his eyes had shifted.

It was 8 p.m. that evening.

Hotel suite.

Li Kaishan called Murong Qingfeng's cell phone.

"I've seen all the results of today's matches," Li Kaishan's voice came through the microphone, tinged with unconcealed exhaustion. "Group One has only two players left, and Group Two was wiped out. The higher-ups are furious."

Murong Qingfeng leaned back on the sofa, his voice flat: "Not surprising. In the past two years, the Dragon Empire has focused more on academics than practical combat, resulting in a significant lack of on-the-spot experience among its players. This cannot be made up for in the short term."

"I know that, but the higher-ups don't listen to that," Li Kaishan sighed. "How far can Su Qianxue and Murong Hui go in tomorrow's competition?"

"Murong Hui is confident of making it into the top ten, but the top eight is uncertain. Su Qianxue, it depends on the group assignments."

"Alright then. Also, there's something else." Li Kaishan's tone changed, becoming serious. "Keep an eye on the students—"

The safety of the people is paramount. A diverse group of people has infiltrated Blazing City these past few days, and the intelligence department has intercepted some unusual signals. Students should not be allowed to go out at night.

"What signal?"

"It's uncertain. Two of our top-performing senior students were targeted last night and haven't recovered yet."

"I see, I understand."

I hung up the phone.

Murong Qingfeng called Su Qianxue and Murong Hui to the living room.

"The principal came and told us not to leave the hotel at night for the next few days, and not to go with anyone who comes looking for us."

"What happened?" Murong Hui asked.

"Precautions." Murong Qingfeng didn't explain further, "Just listen to me."

Su Qianxue nodded and did not ask any further questions.

The hotel is on the eleventh floor, in a penthouse suite.

The curtains were all drawn, and only one wall lamp was on in the dimly lit room.

Chu Yun sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. Several documents were spread out on the coffee table in front of him, with photos and text printed on them, detailing the information of Su Qianxue, Murong Hui, and Murong Qingfeng.

Five people stood opposite them. They wore black, tight-fitting combat suits, and had different faces, but their eyes shared a common element: murderous intent.

It wasn't something you trained for; it was something you naturally acquired after crawling out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

On the other side of the room, Lin Bingyu sat on the windowsill, flipping through the information about Su Qianxue.

"An eighth-tier Emperor-level tabby cat." Her voice was flat, as if she were reciting an unimportant passage. "Dual cultivation in martial arts and combat, seventh-tier martial artist, using light-elemental techniques, wielding the Moon Crown Staff. Mentor: Murong Qingfeng, peak tenth-tier, contracted beast: a blue wind dragon."

She closed the document and placed it on her lap.

"Murong Qingfeng is a problem," Chu Yun said.

"One Murong Qingfeng is not enough to protect their safety." Lin Bingyu tapped the document cover lightly twice with her fingers.

"I'm going to get that mutant cat."

She looked up, her silvery-white hair gleaming coldly in the dim light.

"But don't make a move tonight. Wait until after the match tomorrow."

Chu Yun glanced at her: "Reason?"

"During the match, the security forces of all four empires were concentrated in the stadium. As soon as the match ended, the security personnel withdrew, leaving a one-hour window of opportunity. That's when it's cleanest to make a move."

Chu Yun nodded.

"Okay, whatever you say."

He stood up, walked to the window, and pulled back a corner of the curtain. The night view of Blazing City peeked in through the gap, a scene of countless lights and bustling activity.

"Have someone keep an eye on the third floor." He didn't turn around.

"Yes." The five men in black silently left the room.