A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

Feng Jiutian deftly pushed away the force, his eyes turning cold.

That force... this person wanted to cripple himself.

Feng Jiutian pursed his lips, and a hint of killing intent began to emanate from his body.

She never hesitates to harm those who want to hurt her.

Liu Ying snorted coldly, and the whip seemed to come alive, dancing in the air and striking Feng Jiutian again and again. Each time it hit the ground, it shattered a piece of wood.

This force...

Yun frowned slightly, her gaze turning colder.

Feng Jiutian dodged while keeping a deep look in his eyes.

Suddenly, Liu Ying paused instinctively.

She had almost no strength left.

Feng Jiutian smiled and waved his hands.

Huge vines burst forth from the ground, binding Liu Ying within them.

Liu Ying coughed lightly, her body radiating flames. The vines were quickly charred, and Liu Ying fell to the ground, kneeling and coughing violently.

The tightening of the vines made her extremely uncomfortable.

Liu Ying withdrew her whip and looked coldly at Feng Jiutian.

Sparks began to fly from the whip; if this whip were to strike, it would likely cause serious injury.

The audience below the stage couldn't help but tense up.

Feng Jiutian sneered, refusing to retreat or retaliate, and charged towards Liu Ying.

Liu Ying instinctively lashed out with her whip, which twirled around her wrist in the air before striking Feng Jiutian directly.

Just as the whip was about to touch Feng Jiutian's body, it suddenly plunged into a circle of water. The water quickly extinguished the fire, and a faint sizzling sound could be heard.

Feng Jiutian raised his hand and grabbed the whip.

Before Liu Ying could react, Feng Jiutian yanked the whip at her, sending her flying through the air in an arc before crashing to the ground. She was then entangled by winding vines, with no chance of escape.

Liu Ying was knocked unconscious by the impact.

After a long while, the people in the audience finally realized what was happening.

Feng Jiutian slowly stepped off the stage, her footsteps startling everyone and bringing them back to their senses.

There weren't any particularly dazzling spiritual energy clashes, but the skill and precision involved were enough to secretly astound everyone.

What everyone saw was Feng Jiutian's mastery of the battle; every second seemed precisely calculated, and in the end, she struck without hesitation, hitting the vital point directly.

Compared to the previous matches, this one was truly spectacular. The mastery of spiritual power, the grasp of techniques, and the ability to anticipate the enemy's psychology were all breathtaking.

How many life-or-death battles must one have gone through to achieve this level, to win so perfectly, without even the slightest bit of disarray?

Don't be fooled by Liu Ying's easy defeat. Everyone knows Liu Ying's strength. She was once someone who fought against an entire grade and narrowly won. Her strength is evident, and her experience outside in the past two years has further improved her skills.

Against such an opponent, no one can claim to have won so perfectly.

It seemed as if Liu Ying had absolutely no chance to resist.

A rustling sound gradually rose from below, all discussing Feng Jiutian's heaven-defying spiritual power and control.

If it weren't for the presence of the elders and examiners, things would probably have already erupted into chaos.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating Feng Jiutian's next move.

However, the next match did not meet everyone's expectations.

The next girl to face Feng Jiutian was also from the same department. She appeared calm on the surface, but deep down she was far from being completely unmoved.

Everyone had clearly seen Feng Jiutian's previous behavior.

To say that one is completely without fear is truly impossible.

Feng Jiutian, however, didn't have many ulterior motives. At this moment, his only concern was whether the trial could end as soon as possible. As for everything else, he would deal with it as it came.

The other person's expression was very unfriendly, so Feng Jiutian didn't bother to even look at her. He only glanced at her briefly before turning his head away.

At the examiner's command, the two stood in their designated positions.

Feng Jiutian has always disdained to provoke others. To her, provocation is never as frustrating as real strength.

The person on the other side, whether to boost their own morale or out of genuine confidence, was spouting off confidently.

"Feng Jiutian, this may be your last match."

Anyone with a brain could understand the meaning behind those words, and the crowd began to whisper among themselves again.

Who is this woman who just came on stage? She has such audacity to directly challenge Feng Jiutian.

He had hoped to see Feng Jiutian respond with sharp words. But to his surprise, Feng Jiutian simply said, "I hope it will be as you wish."

The woman's face immediately turned ugly, even though there was nothing wrong with what she said.

Those on stage could see clearly that Feng Jiutian's face was filled with arrogance and disdain.

As a result, newcomers feel completely disregarded.

In addition to the already strong determination to win, there was also a newly established hostility.

After some probing, the other side finally made their move.

Suddenly, a burst of inspiration struck, like a sky full of purple clouds pouring down and slashing towards Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian watched this scene with a slight smile, but he didn't seem to care.

This move may look impressive on the surface, but it doesn't actually do that much damage. Moreover, such a powerful skill actually gives people more time to react to it.

Is that all?

Feng Jiu thought to herself.

With a light touch of his toes, he nimbly dodged the attack. The woman opposite him, seeing that she had missed, began to get angry.

This move primarily targets the mind, instilling fear so that the person has no time to react before being struck.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jiutian remained calm in the face of danger and directly saw through the mystery.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Just as he was about to use his next move, he was struck in the lower back by a hidden needle that appeared out of nowhere.

He looked up in disbelief and saw Feng Jiutian standing in front of him with a solemn expression, holding a needle that had not yet been fully released.

The woman was terrified.

"You! I was caught off guard, how could you do this?"

Feng Jiutian ignored her, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"There is never time to prepare on the battlefield."

As he spoke, he continued to observe the woman's reaction.

The woman was also confused. She hadn't been distracted; she had just missed her target while trying to figure out the move, and it had all happened in the blink of an eye.

How did they get caught in such a short time?

But a competition is still a competition, and the examiner gave the order.

"This time, Feng Jiutian is victorious."

The woman before her was still unwilling to accept it and glared at Feng Jiutian with hatred.

Of course, what was expected to be a grand spectacle turned out to be resolved with just a few silver needles.

Even those below were filled with sighs and various opinions.