Phoniex Requiem
Chapter 39: Another Victory

Chapter 39: Another Victory

Jin Fei'er's cultivation was stronger than Liu Sheng's, he passed the peak of the fourth rank and floated at the boundary between the fourth and fifth. Despite this, he carefully unsheathed his sword before starting the fight, so Yun Ruoyan could not play the same trick anymore.

“Feier,” Wang Kuang pulled Jin Feier back before instructing him, “Based on his sword, this girl's cultivation really isn't something extraordinary, and her stance is also unusual. However, his footwork and skills with the sword are incredible.”

Wang Kuang's gaze swept over Liu Sheng, who was currently nursing his wound. Half of his face was covered in blood. Although others might not realize it, he knew that, after the wound on Liu Sheng's face had recovered, he would find that the scar would perfectly trace the word 'ugly' on half of his face. [1] Even he could not claim to be so deft with the sword.

“That's why you should avoid his strengths and target his weaknesses. Rather than competing with him in terms of your skill with the sword, fight him with your spiritual energy.”

"Alright, Brother Wang, I understand." Jin Fei'er smiled charmingly at Wang Kuang before she walked forward, shaking her hips.

"What are you trying to do, take turns against Yun Ruoyan until she faints?" Lin Qingxue was unwilling to console him; liu Sheng had an incredible advantage with his own cultivation, and now they were even sending out a second person?

Jin Fei'er smiled. “You can also send someone else. We will do the best of three!”

"All right, let me go!" The Lin brothers said simultaneously, while Zhuo Yifeng stood motionless like a pillar. He only had one goal: to protect Yun Ruoyan when necessary.

"I don't need help." Yun Ruoyan's face was as calm as ever, but her blood felt like it was boiling. He had this kind of feeling even during the first encounter with a magical beast in this expedition, fighting the leopard that night.

Even so, he did not use the strength of the bracelet at all, but rather just his reflexes and skills with his sword. Even without the bracelet, he was able to defeat the leopard in a single blow, and it greatly boosted his confidence.

Then, when he used the strength of the bracelet against the sharp-fingered tiger, that kind of feeling had been significantly reduced. He interpreted this to mean that he needed to use his own strength, rather than rely on external artifacts, to grow.

"I will keep fighting!" he emphasizes.

Jin Fei'er prepared his sword.

“Qiu, qiu, you can do it, Mistress!” As if it could feel Yun Ruoyan's blood burning, Qiuqiu looked extremely tired, but did not forget to remind Yun Ruoyan, "Miss, if you can't defeat her, immediately use the strength of the bracelet."

"I'm coming." Yun Ruoyan once again dashed forward as she used her footwork.

Jin Fei'er quickly inserted the qi into the sword he held in his hand. He raised his arm and sketched out a circle with his sword, and the spiritual energy condensed into a shield in front of his body.

He did not hide his peak fourth rank cultivation at all.

Blocked by his energy, Yun Ruoyan's sword lost all forward momentum, unable to break through the barrier at all.

"Your cultivation is really very low, isn't it?" As Jin Fei'er swung her sword, she sneered, "Your trick might work on someone as simple as Liu Sheng, but it won't work on me!"

He stepped forward, and his energy-filled sword bit Yun Ruoyan as they exchanged blows. In a split second, Yun Ruoyan's sword shattered into pieces and flew out of the arena.

The Lin sisters shouted in shock. After all, Yun Ruoyan had faced her opponent with a paltry third rank cultivation, and the spectators were always agitated: one wrong move, and Yun Ruoyan could be seriously injured.

Jin Fei'er started to suppress the unarmed Yun Ruoyan, as if intending to destroy Yun Ruoyan right as she broke her sword.

Zhuo Yifeng was ready to attack at that very instant, but Yun Ruoyan's footwork was more advanced than Jin Fei'er's, and she was ultimately faster than the other girls.

“Mistress,” Qiuqiu voice sounded, “If this continues, you will run out of stamina faster than him! Why don't you use the strength of that bracelet?”

Using the strength of that bracelet would increase his strength by twofold, enough to fight at the fifth rank level and defeat Jin Fei'er. Along with the accumulation of his experience over two lives, even if he did not have a weapon, he still had a decent chance of success.

But if he really did, then he would not be able to train himself.

"For this fight, I will only rely on my own strength!" His right hand seemed as if it was about to grab his chest, but he grabbed Pei Ziao's spear through the pocket dimension of his bracelet.

As he chanted a spell, a flute-like object appeared in his hand and immediately grew ten times larger. In front of Jin Fei'er's eyes, a bright spear tip struck the center of his spiritual barrier.

Jin Fei'er's sword tried to attack the spear, but when it made contact, the sword flew out of his hand. The tip of the spear flew towards his face, as fast as lightning.

The Pei Ziao Spear was a high-level spiritual weapon, and when Yun Ruoyan filled it with all of his spiritual energy, he could attack while at the fifth level. When the natural hardness of the spear body and the sharpness of his head were taken into account, Jin Fei'er was certainly no match for him.

"Wait!" A voice exploded from somewhere nearby, and Yun Ruoyan found her spear blocked with a sharp Clang!

“High-grade weapon!” Wang Kuang had jumped in front of Jin Fei'er and blocked the attack, his expression shocked. "You really have a high-grade weapon."

A high-grade weapon could change its size at will and greatly increase its owner's attacking ability, and it was indeed a rare treasure.

Not even the richest families would have more than three such weapons.

“It looks like the rumor was a lie.” Wang Kuang rubbed his square jaw as his eyes narrowed.

"Wang Kuang, you're wrong!" Pei Ziao quickly stepped forward. “That's my family's heirloom spear!”

When Yun Ruoyan took out her spear, she was surprised at once delighted: pleased, because she had not lost her spear at all, and shocked, because Yun Ruoyan seemed to be able to use the spear. The spear's full potential required at least fifth level spiritual energy, but when Yun Ruoyan used the spear to attack Jin Fei'er, she could clearly feel it being activated.

And how did Yun Ruoyan find out the charm to change the size of the spear?!

Originally, Yun Ruoyan did not want to reveal that she had the spear. After all, he had to rely on this spear to force Pei Yingxiong to help make Zhuo Yifeng's arrow.

But he was desperate to defeat Jin Fei'er in a fight, to gain the satisfaction he had never felt in his previous life, so he took it out almost without hesitation.

"Ruoyan, return my family's spear to me!" Pei Ziao stepped forward and extended a hand towards Yun Ruoyan.

Yun Ruoyan looked at him, her eyes clear and cold, her lips slowly forming a smile. "On what basis?"

He could not help but think back to the past. How obedient he was to listen to Pei Ziao back then! If he reached out a hand, no matter what he had, he would give it away without a second thought.

But that Yun Ruoyan had died on that fateful day due to the poison that Pei Ziao had force-fed. In this life, he had rubbed his eyes and removed his rose-colored glasses.

Pei Ziao was confused by his refusal, and said thoughtlessly, “Because it belongs to Pei!”

"Oh?" Yun Ruoyao's smile grew wider. "Then why don't you call him and see if it will respond?"

"You-you!" Pei Ziao was furious over the repeated rejection from Yun Ruoyan. "Yun Ruoyan, I didn't know you were such an unreasonable woman!"

“Haha, hahaha ..” Yun Ruoyan laughed out loud. Reasonable? She had been poisoned since she was three years old, and it had damaged her beauty and talent. Has Madam An ever been sensible towards her?

For the sake of a man, he was willing to cut ties with his family, his brothers, and his cousins. And in the end, it was this man who had destroyed it! Does that make sense?

If the world was unreasonable, if his opponent was unreasonable, then all he had to deal with was his own intelligence, his martial talent, his ruthlessness! ugly girls.

Yun Ruoyan held the spear with both hands, her hair tied back. In her fiery red clothes, her slender body looked like a spear.

Her swollen birthmark and ice-cold smile made for a shocking sight.

No one could understand why the ugly girl in front of them had suddenly unleashed such an incredible fighting spirit, as if she had been provoked. His laughter sounded almost as if he was on the verge of going crazy.

"Sister Ruoyan, are you okay?" Lin Qingxue asked from afar.

"It's okay. I find it funny that someone wants to discuss what makes sense"

Pei Ziao's face flushed red amid Yun Ruoyan's mocking laughter. If not for Yi Qianying pulling him back to his side, it seemed like he would have rushed over to Yun Ruoyan.

“Ruoyan sister, won't you return the spear to Brother Ziao? After all it is not yours, and you do not have the right to have it, ” Yi Qianying exclaimed.

“I have no rights? Then, is someone who is willing to throw a spear to survive entitled to have it?” Yun Ruoyan's question made Yi Qianying and Pei Ziao speechless.

“Ruoyan, Yun and Pei are on good terms, and I advise you not to do anything that could damage this relationship,” Yun Ruoyao began.

Yun Ruoyan ignored her sister and turned her gaze towards Wang Kuang, saying coldly, "Rather than reason, you'd rather argue with force, wouldn't you?"

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1. Less impressive achievement in Chinese than in English, where the word 'ugly' is a character ⁇ , consisting of five straight strokes.