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

"Hey, do you guys know Feng Jiutian?"

"I know, it's that freshman who defeated Senior Sister Liu Ying."

Two or three people huddled together, excitedly gossiping about yesterday.

"What? Really?"

One person asked incredulously.

You should know that Senior Sister Liu Ying is also famous in the school. She is very powerful and has gone out to train many times. She is praised by the mentor as a strong woman. Her strength is much stronger than some of the men in the school. How could such a powerful senior sister be defeated by a freshman?

"I heard that Feng Jiutian defeated Senior Sister Liu Ying because he used a hidden weapon."

"Oh no!"

"I've heard that this Feng Jiutian is very powerful, outstanding among the freshmen, and has defeated many strong students."

But one of them curled his lip and said disdainfully, "I don't believe she's that good. Rumors are unreliable, okay? Besides, she's just a freshman."

"Don't worry, it'll be her turn to perform soon. I heard that many senior students have come to participate this time."

"Yes, we'll see how she performs in a bit..."

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Several students huddled together, excitedly gossiping. They were eager to see what kind of person the legendary Feng Jiutian was, but then they thought again that she was just a new student who had just joined the academy, so they didn't really believe the previous rumors. After all, they had never seen such a mysterious person.

However, right next to the group of students who were discussing the matter, the students who had fought Feng Jiutian before looked rather grim and stood silently to the side, not saying a word.

Feng Jiutian, who was standing quietly on the other side, remained silent, but seemed somewhat displeased by the noise around him.

The seventh prince beside him narrowed his eyes, his gaze full of amusement and a profound meaning.

After all, the winner takes all. No matter what methods Feng Jiu used, victory is victory.

Moreover, even without using certain methods, she would probably still win, just in a more troublesome way.

The Seventh Prince smiled, exuding charm, and turned to give Feng Jiutian an approving look.

Seeing the Seventh Prince's affirmative gaze, Feng Jiutian inexplicably lost her earlier agitation and gradually calmed down, no longer paying attention to the surrounding discussions.

The competition was about to begin, and the contestants who had been waiting for a long time on the sidelines all looked impatient and eager to try their luck. Some contestants even glanced at Feng Jiutian from time to time, looking him up and down and showing disdain.

After all, people who use hidden weapons are despised here.

Seemingly sensing the strange looks around her, Feng Jiutian raised her head and gave him an extremely cold look, as if cold arrows could shoot from her eyes. The person quickly turned his head to look in the other direction, and couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart.

That look in your eyes is terrifying.

Below the stage, the trainees were still cheering and discussing. Some trainees were even secretly placing bets to support the contestant they thought would win. Looking at the betting situation, surprisingly, no one bet on Feng Jiutian.

After all, the weaker students have already competed in the previous rounds, and according to convention, from now on, it should be the more powerful students.

And Feng Jiutian...

Although the rumors were incredibly powerful, no one had actually witnessed her abilities to date, and even her previous victories were attributed to trickery. This made people begin to doubt the earlier rumors.

Some of the supporters surprisingly chose not to place any bets, but instead watched quietly.

Just before the match started, betting was still going on in the stands when the Seventh Prince suddenly appeared.

The Seventh Prince stared at the chips on the table and asked with a light laugh, "No one's betting on Feng Jiutian to win?"

The bettor said impatiently, "Bet if you want, otherwise get lost."

The bettor's tone wasn't exactly pleasant.

After all, the Seventh Prince was known as a good-for-nothing, and the bettors' disdain was palpable as they watched him push his wheelchair over.

The Seventh Prince didn't mind at all. He simply waved his hand, and a guard-like man handed him several silver notes, which the Seventh Prince gently placed on the table.

"I bet Feng Jiutian will win."

It was a very casual remark, yet it immediately shocked everyone.

You should know that the next match is between a senior student and Feng Jiutian. That senior student is ranked very high in the senior grades, and it's not something you can win by cheating.

In this situation, if he bets on Feng Jiutian to win, wouldn't he be throwing money away for nothing?

The surrounding students all looked at each other in surprise, silently worrying about him.

But since they are engaged, this is normal.

The Seventh Prince, on the other hand, looked confident and gave Feng Jiutian a smile, telling her with his eyes that he believed in her.

The only bet in the entire game was placed by the Seventh Prince on Feng Jiutian winning, which undoubtedly showed the greatest trust in Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian, standing to the side, remained expressionless, seemingly somewhat stunned.

She didn't understand why the Seventh Prince would do this; it was completely unnecessary and unlike his usual low-key style.

Feng Jiutian pursed his lips, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

It feels really... nice to have someone trust her unconditionally.

With the sound of gongs and drums, the competition officially began.

"The order of appearance today is determined by the ranking of the contestants. All contestants are ready, and the competition will now begin."

A middle-aged man stood on the field, explaining the rules of the game in an orderly manner, displaying great composure and poise.

The first to take the stage were a senior female student and a senior male student from previous years. Both of them were quite skilled and were the two most popular choices among those who placed their bets. So when the two of them came on stage, the audience immediately erupted in cheers and shouts for their favorite senior female student.

Feng Jiutian stood offstage, still with an indifferent expression, watching the scene with a blank face, seemingly unconcerned, though the constant shouts around him were somewhat noisy.

"Senior sister, I won't hold back in this match."

On the duel stage, the male student looked serious as he spoke to the female student.

After all, the rewards for this competition were indeed very attractive to the students who were cultivating. Just thinking about the rewards after victory, the male student couldn't help but feel excited. He slowly circulated the spiritual energy in his body, gathered it in his hands, and formed a barrier in front of him.

On the other side, the female student moved her hands alternately, her spiritual energy flowing back and forth in her hands. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a long sword that exuded a cold aura. The sword was translucent, like an ice sculpture.

The two were evenly matched, and the audience instantly fell silent, holding their breath in anticipation of the duel on stage.

The female student leaped forward, grabbed her ice sword, and charged at the male student with fierce momentum.