Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

The joy of victory surged in like a tide, only to recede quickly, replaced by a nameless unease.

Gong Lin's hand was still tightly holding mine, and the warmth of his palm transmitted through my skin, bringing a sense of comfort.

But the string in my heart remained taut.

I looked around and saw that the audience was bustling with noise, with cheers and discussions mingling together like a noisy symphony.

But beneath this noise, I always felt an undercurrent, as if countless eyes were hiding in the shadows, watching me and waiting for me to reveal a weakness.

A tense atmosphere filled the air, like an invisible net tightly enveloping me.

"Hey, Miao Qing, I heard you won the last round? You're lucky." A sarcastic voice rang in my ear.

I didn't need to turn around to know who it was—Li, the ability user, the guy who always saw me as a thorn in his side.

He stood not far behind me, a fake smile on his face, but jealousy gleaming in his eyes.

He raised his hand, and a small whirlwind swirled in his palm, making a whooshing sound.

"Look, my wind blades have improved a lot again. Are you scared?" He looked at me provocatively, his tone full of pride.

I glanced at him indifferently, a cold smile playing on my lips.

"You dare to show off your meager skills before an expert?" My voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

His expression changed. "Hmph, talking tough won't help. We'll see who's the real deal on the field later!" He said harshly and turned to leave.

I watched his departing figure and sneered inwardly.

A little trick?

He has no idea of ​​my true strength!

I took a deep breath and suppressed my unease.

In this match, I not only want to win, but I want to win beautifully!

Suddenly, I felt dizzy and the world in front of me began to distort and deform.

Soul Contract...

It's starting to stir again...

Sweat streamed down my forehead, and everything before my eyes blurred.

Damn soul contract!

It just so happens at this critical juncture!

I felt the surging superpower within me was bound by invisible shackles, and no matter how I tried to activate it, I couldn't fully release it.

The power within him surged, like a caged beast trying to break free, only to crash against the cold iron wall time and time again.

"What's going on? My power..." I murmured to myself, my heart filled with anxiety and helplessness.

The noise from the audience flooded my ears like a tidal wave, and the cacophony only made me more agitated.

Li, the superhuman, gloated with laughter, which stung my eardrums like sharp needles. He looked at me triumphantly, as if he had already foreseen my defeat.

Do not!

I can't lose!

I gritted my teeth, enduring the excruciating pain from the depths of my soul, and desperately mobilized the supernatural power within my body.

I felt a powerful force slowly awakening within me—a force that belonged to me, a force that would not yield to any constraints!

"boom!"

A powerful energy surge erupted from my body, sweeping across the entire area like a volcanic eruption.

The surrounding air trembled, and dust on the ground was swirled up, forming swirling air currents.

I slowly opened my eyes, a resolute light shining within them.

I feel the shackles inside me breaking down little by little, and my power is being released completely!

A gasp of surprise erupted from the audience; they were all awestruck by the immense power I had displayed.

Li, the superhuman, turned deathly pale. He stared at me in disbelief.

I smiled slightly, revealing a confident expression.

"This is just the beginning..." I said softly, my gaze sweeping over the judges' panel.

Judge Wang's expression seemed a little off...

He was whispering to the judge next to him, his eyes darting around, as if he were plotting something.

A chill ran from my feet to the top of my head. I was almost certain that Judge Wang was up to something again.

His shifty eyes, evasive movements, and furtive whispers with the judges next to him all disgusted me.

My hearing was enhanced by the spiritual spring water, and although they deliberately lowered their voices, I could still vaguely catch words like "Miao Qing," "score," and "control."

Anger burned in my chest; they actually wanted to use the same trick again!

I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails almost dug into my flesh. A sharp pain shot through my palm, but it was nothing compared to the anger I felt.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my turbulent emotions.

Instead of waiting passively, take the initiative!

I turned to the competition staff and briefly explained Judge Wang's unusual behavior, providing the snippets of information I had overheard as evidence.

The staff hesitated at first, after all, Judge Wang was a senior judge with a high reputation in the industry.

But my tone was firm, and the evidence was irrefutable, leaving them no choice but to believe me.

Soon, the competition organizers launched an internal investigation. Several staff members went to the judges' panel and took Judge Wang away from the scene.

The sudden turn of events caused an uproar at the scene, with the audience buzzing with discussion, as if a pot had been boiled over.

I noticed a flicker of panic on Li's face; he instinctively looked at me.

"What happened? Why was Judge Wang taken away?"

"I don't know, could there be a problem?"

"Could it be Miao Qing who reported it? She's so audacious!"

The surrounding chatter surged into my ears like a tidal wave, a mix of speculation, doubt, and insults that made me feel dizzy.

But I ignored them; my eyes remained fixed on the judges' panel.

Judge Wang's face was pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He kept explaining something, but the staff remained unmoved.

I watched all of this coldly, without a ripple in my heart.

I'd like to see what tricks they have up their sleeve this time!

At that moment, Gong Lin walked to my side and gently took my hand.

The warmth of his palm gave me a sense of security.

"It's alright, everything will be alright." His voice was deep and strong, like a warm current flowing into my heart.

I looked up at him and smiled slightly.

Yes, I still have him, and I still have my own space, so what is there to be afraid of?

Suddenly, my communicator vibrated. I opened it and saw a message from Assistant Sun: "The boss seems... to be jealous..."

I paused for a moment, then turned to look at Gong Lin.

He was looking at me, his gaze complex, as if...

Something's really not right.

"Gong Lin, you..." I started to speak, but he interrupted me.

“Someone’s coming…” he said coldly, his gaze falling on a few people walking in the distance.

Those people were wearing matching uniforms, and they looked like...

People from the official investigation team.

After the competition, the final rankings were displayed on the big screen, and my name was prominently listed, still among the top.

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience, and cheers rose in waves.

I breathed a sigh of relief; a huge weight had finally been lifted from my heart.

I could sense that the way the audience around me were looking at me had changed.

It was no longer just doubt and denial, but rather a mixture of admiration and curiosity.

Some viewers even took the initiative to congratulate me, which made me feel a little gratified.

Public opinion is indeed like a weather vane, easily swayed by the wind.

But I know in my heart that this is only temporary.

The ancient forces will never let me go easily. They lurk in the shadows, like venomous snakes, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

A tense atmosphere once again filled the air.

I returned to the rest area and had just sat down when I saw a staff member walk over with a letter.

"Miss Miao Qing, this is your letter." He handed it to me politely.

I took the letter and found that there was no signature or return address on the envelope.

An ominous premonition came over me.

I tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside.

The paper contained only a few lines of writing, the handwriting was messy, and it had a sinister feel to it: "Withdraw from the competition, or you will bear the consequences."

Threatening letter!

My face instantly darkened, and a surge of anger welled up inside me.

I gripped the letter tightly in my hand, my knuckles turning white.

who is it?

Who is behind this?

Is it Li, the superhuman?

Or is it an ancient force?

I looked around, trying to spot anyone suspicious.

The rest area was bustling with people, each with a different expression, making it impossible for me to determine who was behind it all.

"What's wrong?" Gong Lin walked to my side and asked with concern.

I handed him the letter, and he took it, quickly glanced through it, and his expression became serious.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." He held my hand, his tone firm.

I nodded, feeling a little more at ease. With him around, I wasn't afraid of anything.

“I’ll go and check the source of this letter,” Assistant Sun volunteered.

"Be careful," Gong Lin cautioned.

Assistant Sun nodded, turned around and left the rest area.

I leaned back in my chair, closed my eyes, and tried to calm the anger in my heart.

Threat?

Intimidation?

Do they think they can scare me like that?

How naive!

I, Miao Qing, will never bow down to any evil force!

Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine.

I suddenly opened my eyes and found that reporter Chen was standing not far away, holding a camera and pointing it at me.

He had a strange smile on his face.

“Ms. Miao Qing, what is your opinion on this threatening letter?” he asked loudly, his voice sharp and grating.

I gave him a cold look and didn't say anything.

"Are you afraid to respond because you're scared?" he continued, his tone full of sarcasm.

I took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

My gaze was fixed on reporter Chen, my eyes flashing with a cold light.

"It seems some people are determined to oppose me..."