Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

Trainer Zhao? What's he doing here? Is he trying to persuade me to give up?

"Let him in." I composed myself and tried to make my voice sound calm.

The door opened, and Trainer Zhao walked in. His face was somewhat pale, and his eyes held a hint of unease.

I was even more confused. What exactly was he trying to say?

"Miss Miao, Mr. Gong." He greeted them somewhat reservedly, then got straight to the point: "I'm here today to persuade Miss Miao to give up this competition."

"Give up?" I sneered. "Trainer Zhao, what do you mean by that? Do you think I don't have the ability to win the championship?"

“No, Miss Miao, you’ve misunderstood.” Trainer Zhao quickly waved his hand. “Your strength is beyond doubt, but… there are some complicated things involved behind this competition, and I’m worried that you might get involved.”

A complicated matter? A thought flashed through my mind: Could it be that those ancient forces are behind this?

"I've made up my mind, I won't give up," I said firmly. "No matter what difficulties I encounter, I will persevere to the end."

Trainer Zhao sighed, as if he had expected me to say that. "Ms. Miao, I know you are very strong, but... some things cannot be solved by hard work alone."

His words annoyed me. Did he think I was destined to fail?

“Trainer Zhao, thank you for your kindness,” I said coldly, “but I will handle my own affairs.”

After saying that, I ignored him and turned to look at Gong Lin. He had been sitting silently beside me the whole time.

"Qingqing, don't pay attention to him," Gong Lin said softly. "I believe in you, you can do it."

I nodded, my heart filled with gratitude. With him by my side, I felt full of strength.

Just then, a commotion arose outside the door, and Assistant Sun rushed in, saying anxiously, "Miss Miao, something terrible has happened outside!"

"What happened?" I asked, frowning.

“There are many reporters outside, spreading negative reports about you, saying that you qualified for the competition through unfair means.” Sun’s voice trembled slightly.

What? I was shocked. Those ancient forces had acted so quickly?

“The media reports are unreliable, ignore them,” Gong Lin said coldly. “Qingqing, you just need to focus on the game.”

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.

I know that the most important thing right now is to stay calm and not be influenced by external distractions.

“Let’s go, Rin.” I stood up, my eyes resolute. “Let’s break this deadlock!”

We left the lounge and went to the competition venue.

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat unusual; the audience looked at me with a hint of hostility and suspicion.

I could feel the pressure of public opinion weighing on me like a mountain.

"Miao Qing! You liar! Get out of the competition!"

"Exactly, you're not qualified to participate in the competition at all!"

The audience's insults rose and fell, making me feel breathless.

I clenched my fists tightly, trying to stay calm.

"Don't pay attention to them," Gong Lin said softly. "Just be yourself."

I nodded, took a deep breath, and walked onto the competition field.

I could sense that those ancient forces were watching me from the shadows, waiting to see me fail.

But I won't let them succeed!

Watching my resolute back, a hint of worry flashed in Gong Lin's eyes. He had a feeling that something bad was about to happen...

I took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the piercing pain emanating from the depths of my soul.

Damn soul contract!

The ancient forces actually resorted to such despicable means to control me!

A surge of anger rose from the bottom of my heart, which ironically fueled my fighting spirit.

I closed my eyes, feeling the surging energy within me. Multicolored light overflowed from my fingertips, illuminating the entire arena.

A gasp rippled through the audience, and I could sense the shift in their gazes, from doubt to shock, and then to a hint of awe.

"She...she can actually control all five elements!" someone exclaimed.

I opened my eyes, a cold smile curling at the corner of my mouth.

So what about the five elements?

My true strength is far more than this!

I condensed the energy within my body into a sharp ice blade and slashed it fiercely forward.

The enormous ice blade sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, splitting the boulder in the center of the arena in two.

Broken stones flew out and hit the ground with a dull thud.

The audience was completely silent; everyone was stunned by my strength.

I looked around, and the hostile gazes I had been given had now turned into awe.

"Well done, Miao Qing!" Gong Lin's voice came from the audience, carrying a hint of pride and joy.

I smiled at him, my heart filled with strength. I knew I had won their hearts.

But the battle is not over yet.

The final round of the competition is a team effort.

The other ability users in my group had shifty eyes, their expressions carrying a hint of hostility.

I sensed that they were plotting something.

"Miao Qing, let's join forces and eliminate the others first." A burly superhuman walked up to me with a fake smile on his face.

"Okay," I agreed, but inwardly I sneered.

I know they want to use me and then eliminate me at the last minute.

The battle begins.

As agreed beforehand, I joined forces with them to deal with the other contestants.

My skills far surpass theirs; every move I made was clean and decisive, and I quickly eliminated the other contestants one by one.

“Now it’s just us left.” The burly superhuman walked up to me.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other superhumans launched an attack on me at the same time.

Various supernatural attacks came at me. I dodged, but I was still cut on the arm by a wind blade.

Blood flowed down my arm, but I felt no pain.

All I could see was a chilling killing intent.

"You think you can defeat me like this?" I sneered, conjuring a ball of flame in my hand. "You're too naive!"

I threw the flame in my hand at them, and the raging fire instantly engulfed them.

They screamed in terror and fled in all directions.

"Stop!" a voice suddenly sounded.

I turned my head and saw a man in a black suit walking over, followed by several bodyguards.

"Who are you?" I asked warily.

The man didn't answer, he just stared at me coldly, "You're Miao Qing?"

"it's me."

"Someone wants to see you." After saying that, the man gestured for his bodyguard to take me away.

A sense of foreboding rose in my heart...

"Wait," I shook off the bodyguard's hand, "I need to see Gong Lin first."

I looked coldly at my so-called teammates in front of me, a mocking smile playing on my lips.

"Gentlemen, you acted quite convincingly, but unfortunately, your acting skills were too poor."

The burly superhuman's expression changed. "What do you mean?"

I raised my injured arm; blood was still dripping from my fingertips, starkly visible under the light.

"If I hadn't been prepared, this wouldn't have been a minor injury, would it?" I felt the stinging pain from the soul contract within me intensify, and a chill spread from the depths of my heart, but my gaze became even more resolute.

"You...you're talking nonsense!" another superhuman stammered, his eyes darting around, avoiding my gaze.

I chuckled softly, took a voice recorder out of my pocket, and pressed play.

The sounds of their conspiracy could be clearly heard from inside, each word piercing their hearts like a sharp knife.

Their faces turned deathly pale instantly, as if all the blood had been drained from them, and they collapsed helplessly to the ground.

A gasp and whispers erupted from the audience.

The doubts and hostility they had initially felt towards me have now turned into anger and contempt, with everyone condemning the despicable actions of these individuals with superpowers.

I looked around, bathed in the admiring gazes of the crowd, and a surge of pride welled up in my heart.

I looked up at the audience and immediately spotted Gong Lin.

He was waving his arms excitedly, a proud smile on his face, and a dazzling light in his eyes.

At that moment, my heart felt as if it were enveloped by a warm current, and all my weariness and pain vanished.

I smiled slightly at him and mouthed silently, "I won."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, "Miss Miao, congratulations, you have successfully passed our test."

I turned around abruptly and saw a man in a black uniform standing behind me. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were deep and cold, as if they could see through everything.

"A test?" I frowned, a sense of unease rising within me. "What do you mean?"

I stood on the podium, bathed in the dazzling lights, the heavy trophy in my hands a symbol of glory and victory.

The applause and cheers from the audience were deafening; I felt as if I were in a dream.

All of this is the result of my hard work, and the best response to those who once doubted and belittled me.

I took a deep breath, feeling the joy of victory, and a confident smile involuntarily appeared on my lips.

I finally exposed the conspiracies of those ancient forces.

Their ugly faces were exposed to the sunlight, and they could no longer cause trouble.

I became a legend in the world of superpowered individuals, an invincible myth.

After the match ended, I spotted Gong Lin in the crowd immediately.

He was gazing at me with deep affection, and I ran over and threw myself into his arms.

He held me tightly, as if he wanted to meld me into his very bones.

"We won," I said softly, my voice trembling slightly.

"I know you've always been the best," he whispered in my ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down my spine.

We embraced, savoring this moment of peace and sweetness.

I know there may be new challenges in the future, but at this moment, I just want to immerse myself in the joy of this victory and love.

Suddenly, I felt something was off.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and a powerful sense of oppression came from all directions.

I looked up and saw a mysterious figure dressed in a long black robe slowly descending from the sky.

He wore a strange mask, obscuring his expression, but the powerful aura emanating from him made me feel suffocated.

“Miao Qing,” his voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell, “you think this is the end? The game has only just begun…”

Gong Lin pulled me behind him, his eyes fixed warily on the mysterious man.

His hand gripped mine tightly, conveying a powerful strength to me.

I took a deep breath and tried to keep myself calm.

I know that new challenges have arrived...