Feng Xi had no idea her name had already been altered, she was eagerly waiting for the next Red Robe contestant to step up.
She had discovered that although the little palm wasn't as powerful as the "kneel" character, it was far more flexible!
Not only could it slap faces, it could smack heads!
Not only could it dislocate arms, it could dislocate jaws!
It could even… play hand-clapping games with people.
Moreover, after using her ultimate move so many times, she didn't feel fatigued at all. In fact, the more she fought, the more energized she felt. This little palm was truly an essential item for home and travel!
She was full of energy. The referee, on the other hand, was drenched in sweat.
This Niohuru Ball had already won twelve consecutive matches, no one dared challenge her anymore.
Everyone had figured it out, Niohuru Ball was an invincible existence in early Foundation Establishment!
One went up, one defeated. Two went up, two defeated!
Stepping on stage meant getting humiliated!
And the referee had specifically emphasized earlier that she could only step down after losing, now the arena was stuck in an awkward position.
Finally, the referee shamelessly negotiated with her.
"Um… Niohuru Ball, no one dares to challenge you now, and you've already entered the top fifty of the Tian Kui Ranking. How about stepping down to rest for a while?"
Feng Xi was quite agreeable, "Alright. Although I haven't had my fill yet, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll give you some face!
But before stepping down, I have something to say."
The referee hurriedly agreed.
As long as you get off the stage, you can say whatever you want.
Feng Xi cupped her fists toward the audience, "Everyone, I suppose many of you have grievances against me. After all, you're not supposed to hit people in the face, and I've been specializing in face-slapping. That's a bit underhanded!"
The crowd: At least you have some self-awareness!
"I just want to tell you that I did it on purpose."
The crowd: …
If not for arena regulations, Feng Xi would've probably been buried alive in rotten eggs and spoiled vegetables!
They've seen arrogant people, but it's they're first time seeing someone this arrogant!
After the curses below subsided, Feng Xi gave a light snort, "If I hadn't slapped you, but instead broken your arms or legs, or worse, crippled your dantian, would you be happy?
I merely chose the method that caused you the least harm. Yet instead of thanking me, you actually resent me so deeply?
Isn't that too unreasonable?!
Perhaps some will say that face is more important than anything.
Then let me ask you, if I wasn't a human but a demon, would you prefer being slapped, or having your neck snapped?
No one would choose the latter, right?
Because compared to life, face is worthless!
If you want face, then feel ashamed and rise again, pick up the face you dropped yourself!
I, Niohuru Ball, will be waiting anytime!"
With that, Feng Xi stepped down elegantly.
The crowd began murmuring, "Thinking about it, that Ball isn't completely wrong.
When have arena matches ever been bloodless?!
Broken arms and legs are minor, some have even lost their lives.
Though that Ball slaps faces, not a single person was seriously injured, he did indeed hold back."
"Yeah, I think what he said was right. Compared to life, face isn't even worth a dog's fart!
If you lack skill, that's your own fault."
"Come to think of it, that Ball isn't that hateful. At least he's not vicious."
Jiang Ji and Jun Wen were too preoccupied to listen to this, they just wanted to reunite with Feng Xi and leave the arena quickly.
Backstage, Feng Xi collected her winnings and returned the black robe to the staff.
As soon as she left, an arena steward immediately requested the robe to lock onto her aura.
As a result, he discovered that the black robe smelled like meat buns.
Steward: …
Lock on to shit!
Were they going to track...a dog?!
Feng Xi had long anticipated that someone might tamper with it, so she had stuffed several meat buns which were split open into the robe before stepping down.
Even so, she remained cautious. Before returning the mask, she deliberately erased the aura on it.
She had also stuffed padding into her boots, growing several inches taller in an instant.
Only after ensuring that everything was foolproof did she send a message to Jiang Ji and Jun Wen, telling them to shake off any tails when exiting and to leave separately if possible.
After receiving the message, Jiang Ji felt like he didn't need to worry about Little Junior Sister ever again.
Even when she's asleep, she was still clear-headed.
Following her instructions, Jiang Ji and Jun Wen left separately.
When returning their masks, they also erased their own auras, then took a detour to the meeting point.
When Jun Wen saw Feng Xi, his eyes nearly popped out.
How had Little Junior Sister grown taller in such a short time? Who had forcefully pulled her up?
After the three confirmed that no one was following them, they returned to the inn.
Jiang Ji activated an isolation formation disk before they began tallying the day's gains.
Jing Yan stood aside watching, thinking, Eldest Senior Brother is also getting full of himself. Why activate an isolation formation disk for nothing?!
That costs spirit stones!
Besides, how much could they have won at the arena? Was it worth being so cautious?
Just as he was thinking that, Jiang Ji said, "Little Junior Sister, Fifth Brother and I won a total of one million five hundred thirty-four thousand eight hundred and thirty spirit stones. They're all in this storage ring. You keep them!"
Jing Yan staggered, how much?
One million five hundred thirty-four thousand…?
Did you go gambling or sell wholesale goods?
Feng Xi hadn't expected Jiang Ji to hand over the winnings to her, warmth filled her heart.
It had to be said that Xiao Baidao truly had good judgment in accepting disciples, their character was beyond reproach.
Smiling, she said, "I earned over two million six hundred thousand from bonuses and the betting share. Together that makes roughly four million one hundred thousand.
Each of the four of us keeps two hundred thousand spirit stones and the rest will be presented to master. What do you think?"
Jing Yan was stunned, "I didn't go to the arena, so I won't take the money."
Feng Xi raised an eyebrow, "If the three of us got into trouble because of the arena, would you stand by us?"
"Of course!" Jing Yan blurted.
Feng Xi grinned, "Then that settles it! We share blessings and burdens alike!
If no one objects, then it's decided!
For the next few days, we'll cultivate at the inn. Once things quiet down, we'll return to the sect."
Jiang Ji agreed that it was safer and nodded.
Jing Yan, trusting Jiang Ji, also nodded.
As for Jun Wen's opinion, it could be… disregarded.
Jiang Ji even lectured him, worried that he might stray onto the wrong path.
Jun Wen was a bit speechless, "Eldest Senior Brother, I've realized you love worrying about useless things. I only follow one principle now, stick close to Little Junior Sister.
As long as she doesn't make a mistake, neither will I.
If she does make a mistake, then it's not her fault, it's all of yours!"
Jiang Ji: …
Jing Yan: …
Feng Xi: …