Chapter 82

"What benefits?" Gu Ying turned her head, looked at Ning Yi, and lightly tapped his forehead with her index finger, "What benefits do you want?"

Ning Yi's heart stirred; every frown and smile of the beautiful Gu Ying, even such a subtle action, exuded charm, making his heart race. If it were in his previous life, he would have definitely said he wanted to pursue her.

Unfortunately, in her eyes, he was just a little kid now.

"That's simple. If the class monitor wins, then the teacher's house can only be rented to me in the future," Ning Yi said with a playful tone.

"Oh, okay, but aren't you already living there?" Gu Ying didn't think much about it; her attention was already completely drawn to the competition platform.

"Then it's a deal." Ning Yi chuckled. Living there now wasn't a problem, but what about after high school? He had to plan ahead.

"Okay, no problem... it's starting..." Gu Ying's attention remained on the stage.

Li Jiawei, dressed in a competition uniform, stood on the stage, contrasting sharply with the sullen Chen Cuifeng.

It wasn't anyone's fault. In terms of height, Li Jiawei was clearly a head taller than Chen Cuifeng.

In terms of skin, one was fair and the other dark. Li Jiawei's skin was as smooth as jade, while Chen Cuifeng's was as black as charcoal.

As for their faces, one was a perfect oval, with Li Jiawei's features as delicate as a painting. The other had small eyes, a flat nose, and a thick, large mouth with two prominent yellow teeth. Even if they were compared separately, the difference was stark, but standing together, the contrast was even more pronounced.

In terms of figure, the difference was even more obvious. One was clearly well-endowed, with a curvaceous figure and at least a 34C bust, making one's mouth water.

As for Chen Cuifeng, in that loose competition uniform, she looked more like a man, with a flat chest that was even flatter than a runway.

So, even before the match began, the audience had already made their judgment. Not just the students of Nanling High School, but even the visiting audience from Xilin High School couldn't help but sigh. How could the difference between people be so great?

Being ugly was one thing, but... so ugly...

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on Li Jiawei and completely ignoring her, Chen Cuifeng was seething with anger.

"Bitch!" Her cloudy eyes fixed on Li Jiawei, Chen Cuifeng spat out these dirty words through gritted teeth.

Li Jiawei was taken aback, not expecting Chen Cuifeng to suddenly say something like that. She quickly recovered, raised her eyebrows, and replied coolly, "You don't even have the capital to be a bitch, ugly monster!"

Hearing this, Chen Cuifeng was almost driven to the point of spitting blood. Her fists clenched tightly. Li Jiawei's words had truly hit her where it hurt.

She knew she was ugly, but no one had ever dared to say it to her face, not a single person!

Among the daughters of the noble families in the Haixi region, no one's status could compare to hers, except for Feng Yingruo, who was unattainable.

As for the Li family, Li Jiawei was just the daughter of the Li family, which ranked last in the Haiyang region. In her eyes, it was nothing.

But without a doubt, almost all the young nobles' attention was on Feng Yingruo and Li Jiawei.

Feng Yingruo was fine, there was nothing to say about her.

But the Li family's influence was far less than the Chen family's, yet all the young nobles, regardless of which family they came from, favored Li Jiawei. Every year during the New Year, countless people came to the Li family to propose marriage, while her family's door was deserted. As they grew older, this trend became more and more obvious.

She knew the biggest difference between them was Li Jiawei's beautiful, charming face.

And that perfect, alluring figure, which attracted those foul men like bees to honey, making them lose their minds over Li Jiawei.

"Bitch, I'll make you taste what pain is like," Chen Cuifeng thought, hating Li Jiawei's face even more.

The worst part was her face. Yes, she would take advantage of the competition to ruin that flawless, delicate face...

"Less talk, no matter how much you talk, you're still ugly!" Li Jiawei said coolly.

"I'll kill you..." Chen Cuifeng's face twitched, and she let out a fierce cry, charging directly at Li Jiawei.

Her palms moved in the air, gathering battle qi, and she struck five times in rapid succession, each palm aimed at Li Jiawei.

"Plum Blossom Palm!"

The knowledgeable spectators whispered in shock.

The Plum Blossom Palm was said to have been created by the Chen family's patriarch, Chen Luoyang, under a plum tree. It was a unique martial technique, one of the best in the Red Rank, especially suitable for women to use. It was perfect for a martial artist at the fifth level of Qi cultivation.

Chen Cuifeng leaped into the air, blocking Li Jiawei's escape route in mid-air!

Li Jiawei dodged three of the palms, but the last two...

"Slap! Slap!"

Two crisp sounds!

The sound of slaps. Everyone was stunned because these sounds were not from Chen Cuifeng hitting Li Jiawei, but from Li Jiawei slapping Chen Cuifeng.

Indeed, Chen Cuifeng did hit Li Jiawei, but from Li Jiawei's expression, it was as if the slaps were just a massage, not painful at all.

Instead, she quickly struck back, delivering two powerful slaps to Chen Cuifeng's face, one on each side.

Instantly, the entire venue fell silent!

No one expected this outcome!

This was impossible!

But the fact was right there. Chen Cuifeng had been slapped hard, while Li Jiawei, the beautiful girl, was only slightly shaken, completely unharmed!

How could this be?

Chen Cuifeng was dumbfounded. Li Jiawei's slaps were so heavy that the burning pain made her ears ring, and she couldn't even hear the outside world.

"Ah!!!! I'll kill you!"

After a moment of silence, the audience erupted into enthusiastic applause, which directly stimulated Chen Cuifeng. She couldn't bear this humiliation!

She leaped up, using all her strength, her body radiating battle qi like a powerful intercontinental missile, charging straight at Li Jiawei.

She would turn Li Jiawei into pieces!

Instantly, Li Jiawei's beautiful eyes turned cold, but she didn't try to dodge. Her body sank slightly, and then her wrists flipped, using almost the same move as Chen Cuifeng, striking back fiercely.

Only when Chen Cuifeng's overwhelming battle qi hit her face did she realize that she had entrusted her safety to Ning Yi without any hesitation.

If that guy had lied to her or his technique failed, she would be in an irredeemable situation.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The four palms collided, white light radiating out, and a fierce gust of battle qi burst from the point of contact! The air currents swirled, and the battle wind raged.

Then, a yellow figure, like a baseball hit for a home run, tumbled backward through the air and crashed into the audience stands!

"Thud!" Chen Cuifeng landed on the audience stands, where her supporters were cheering, knocking down six or seven people.

Instantly, the martial arts hall fell silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the beautiful woman standing in the middle of the stage, unharmed.

"Qi cultivation level three... 0.5%..." Ning Yi quietly observed, feeling the sudden surge of energy elements in his inner qi sea, a sense of indescribable fulfillment.

"Ning Yi... Is this real?" The dazed Ning Yi suddenly felt someone hug him, and then he felt two soft, full, and elastic objects pressing against him.

Gu Ying had thrown herself at him, hugging him tightly.

Of course, it was real, as real as it could be!

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