Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

I gave Reporter Chen a cold look and said nothing.

His questions were like needles, probing and malicious, trying to pierce my peace.

I won't let him succeed.

Scared?

These two characters don't even exist in my dictionary!

"Are you afraid to respond because you're scared?" he continued, his tone sharper, like a buzzing fly.

The surrounding audience began to whisper, their gazes filled with suspicion and scrutiny, which annoyed me.

I took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

The sound of high heels striking the ground was exceptionally clear at that moment, like drumbeats on a battlefield, each one pounding against everyone's heart.

My gaze was fixed on reporter Chen, my eyes flashing with a cold light, like a sharp blade being drawn from its sheath, carrying an imposing aura.

"It seems some people are determined to oppose me..." My voice was deep and powerful, each word resounding with unwavering conviction.

Threatening letter?

It's just a petty trick.

Did they think they could scare me like that?

How naive!

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

I crumpled the letter in my hand into a ball, threw it angrily into the trash can, and turned to walk towards the competition field.

Behind me came reporter Chen's unwilling shouts and the buzzing of the audience, but I paid no attention.

Now, I have only one goal: to win this game!

The moment I stepped onto the field, I sensed an unusual atmosphere.

A barely perceptible energy fluctuation permeated the air, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, flicking its tongue and waiting for its chance to strike.

My gut feeling told me that danger was approaching.

Sure enough, I sensed something was wrong as soon as the match started.

The opponent's attacks became exceptionally fierce and their coordination was impeccable, as if they had rehearsed countless times beforehand.

Every attack they launched hit my weak points precisely, leaving me constantly on the defensive.

My heart sank. Trainer Zhao, it's you again!

While dodging my opponent's attacks, I tried my best to find a way to break through.

Sweat streamed down my forehead, soaking my clothes.

My breathing became rapid, and my heart beat faster and faster.

I could feel my stamina rapidly depleting, while my opponent showed no signs of fatigue whatsoever.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of me, blocking the opponent's attack.

It's Miya Rin!

His eyes were firm, and he exuded a powerful aura, like a towering mountain sheltering me from the wind and rain.

"Don't worry, I'm here," he said softly, his voice filled with boundless tenderness and strength.

A warmth filled my heart, and an inexplicable power surged through my entire body.

I know that no matter what difficulties I face, I will always have him by my side.

"Watch out!" Gong Lin suddenly shouted and pushed me away.

Before I could react, I felt a powerful energy surge coming from behind me...

"Gong Lin!"

"boom!"

I was suddenly shoved by Gong Lin, lost my balance, and fell awkwardly to the side.

A deafening roar of energy bursting filled my ears, accompanied by scorching heat that nearly set my hair ablaze.

Ignoring the pain, I quickly steadied myself and looked up.

A black energy wave, like a venomous snake, struck Gong Lin hard in the back.

He groaned and swayed slightly, but still stood there upright, like a pine tree that had weathered many storms, resilient and unyielding.

"Despicable!" I was furious, staring intently at the three people opposite me.

They wore smug smiles on their faces, Trainer Zhao!

Sure enough it was him!

He actually dared to use such despicable tactics openly during the competition!

The surrounding audience also noticed something was wrong and began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"What's going on? Something doesn't feel right."

"It seems someone is plotting something in the shadows. That Miao Qing is in for trouble!"

"Tch, I thought she was something special, but she's nothing special after all!"

Boos erupted, like sharp knives stabbing viciously into my heart.

I felt incredibly frustrated and angry; a strong negative emotion enveloped me, almost threatening to consume me.

No! I cannot be defeated! I, Miao Qing, will never let these people succeed!

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

I carefully observed my opponents' movements, trying to find their weaknesses.

Their attacks, though fierce, lacked fluidity and coherence.

Their teamwork seemed seamless, but there was a subtle, almost imperceptible hesitation.

I see!

They're interfering with my ability!

They want to throw me off balance and make me lose the game in this way!

In this case, don't blame me for being rude!

A slight smirk appeared on my lips.

Since you want to play dirty tricks, then I'll play along with you to the very end!

I began to regulate my breathing and concentrate my mental energy.

I condensed my supernatural power into a thin thread, which silently wrapped around my opponent's feet.

Suddenly, one of the men slipped and fell forward.

The energy ball in his hand went out of control and slammed into his teammate.

"careful!"

"what!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

I seized the opportunity and, with lightning speed, rushed to my opponent in an instant.

I swung my fist, channeling immense power, and struck them hard.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of muffled thuds followed, and the opponents were sent flying like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground.

They groaned in pain.

I looked at them coldly, without a trace of pity in my heart.

I will show no mercy to anyone who wants to hurt me!

The audience erupted in thunderous applause.

They cheered for my brilliant performance and were impressed by my strength.

"Miao Qing! Miao Qing! Miao Qing!"

Shouts rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire stadium.

My reputation has soared once again, reaching unprecedented heights.

I turned around and looked at Gong Lin, wanting to make sure he was alright.

He was standing there, his deep eyes fixed on me, filled with complex emotions.

Assistant Sun whispered something in his ear, but Gong Lin only frowned slightly, said nothing, and turned his gaze to me, and then...

His gaze fell on my face, his deep eyes like twinkling stars in the night sky, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, making him unfathomable.

I couldn't read the emotion in his eyes. Was it worry?

Is it heartache?

still is……

blame?

Assistant Sun cautiously leaned close to Gong Lin's ear and whispered a few words. I vaguely heard words like "jealousy" and "misunderstanding."

Gong Lin frowned even more deeply. He remained silent, staring intently at me as if trying to see right through me.

I felt a little uneasy. Was he still angry about what happened before?

Does he think I'm being too reckless and not protecting myself properly?

But I really did my best!

Just as I was lost in thought, Gong Lin suddenly moved.

He strode towards me with his long legs.

His steps were firm and powerful, each step feeling like it was stepping on my heart, making me feel a surge of tension.

The cheers around us gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes were focused on us.

I held my breath, waiting for Gong Lin to arrive.

He walked up to me, his tall figure looming over me.

I could clearly smell the faint scent of gunpowder on him; it was the smell of a soldier, full of masculinity.

"You..." I was about to explain when he pulled me into his arms.

His embrace was warm and strong, like a flame in the cold winter, instantly dispelling all my fatigue and unease.

I buried my face in his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat. All my grievances and strength turned into tears at that moment, silently streaming down my face.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." His voice was deep and gentle, like a beautiful lullaby, soothing my anxiety.

I held him tightly, greedily absorbing the warmth emanating from him.

I know that no matter what difficulties I may encounter in the future, as long as he is by my side, I will not be afraid of anything.

Assistant Sun stood to the side, watching us embrace tightly, a relieved smile on his face.

He was initially worried that Gong Lin would be jealous of my performance, which would affect our relationship.

But now it seems his worries were unnecessary.

Having gone through this ordeal, our relationship has actually become even stronger.

This was a truly unexpected surprise.

I don't know how long I hugged him, until Gong Lin gently patted my back, signaling me to let go.

I reluctantly left his embrace, raised my head, and looked into his eyes.

"Are you alright?" he asked with concern.

I shook my head and forced a smile. "I'm fine. How about you? What happened just now..."

"I'm fine." He interrupted me, his tone firm. "Don't take such risks again, understand?"

I nodded obediently, "I understand."

He then smiled with satisfaction, reached out, and gently ruffled my hair.

"Let's go home," he said, taking my hand and walking towards the exit of the stadium.

From behind came the unwilling voice of reporter Chen, "Ms. Miao Qing, please wait a moment! I still have some questions about this competition..."

I gave Reporter Chen a cold glance, but didn't stop walking.

His voice grew fainter and fainter behind me, eventually disappearing into the noise of the crowd.

I know that he is nothing more than a pawn of an ancient power, being used without his knowledge.

However, his performance today has changed my opinion of him somewhat.

At least, he still retained a sliver of journalistic conscience.

The following matches proceeded exceptionally smoothly.

My opponents seemed to be intimidated by my previous performance and dared not make any further moves.

I won every match easily and eventually became the champion.

At the awards ceremony, I stood on the podium, receiving cheers and praise from the crowd.

The flashbulbs kept going off, freezing my image in that moment.

I feel like I'm dreaming; it all happened so suddenly, it feels so unreal.

"Ms. Miao Qing, congratulations on winning the championship!" Reporter Chen's voice suddenly rang in my ears.

I turned to look at him; he was holding a microphone, a genuine smile on his face.

"Thank you," I replied politely.

"Is there anything you'd like to say to everyone?"

I took a deep breath and said into the microphone, "I want to thank my family, my friends, and everyone who has supported me. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

As soon as I finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

I smiled, savoring the glory of this moment.

However, just as I was basking in the joy of victory, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in my heart.

I felt the air around me become heavy, and a strange sense of crisis enveloped me.

I looked around and found that everything around me had become somewhat unfamiliar.

The lights on the field flickered, casting eerie shadows.

The people in the audience also became somewhat strange; their eyes were empty, their expressions were blank, like a group of soulless puppets.

My heart sank suddenly and an ominous premonition arose.

I quietly slipped my hand into my pocket and gripped the small jade pendant tightly.

"What's wrong?" Gong Lin noticed my unusual behavior and asked with concern.

I shook my head. "It's nothing, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

"Let's go back first."

I nodded, and was about to leave with him when suddenly, my feet slipped and I lost my footing...