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Zhou Qingqing's short hair, drenched by the rain, obscured her face as she listened to the seemingly gentle yet piercing words echoing in her ears. Her gaze burned with anger.
What nonsense about talent and family? To her, it was all just a joke!
Under Mo Yu's relentless provocation, Zhou Qingqing erupted once more, enveloped in a heavy aura. She began to swing her sword wildly through the curtain of rain, letting out roars as if venting her frustrations.
Such an impatient Guardian Knight was truly a disgrace to the Knight Family.
Mo Yu's voice rang out again. Zhou Qingqing was completely soaked, and the Centaur beside her sensed its master's fury, becoming agitated as its hooves stomped on the wet ground.
It was time to end this.
Mo Yu pursed his lips and directed his gaze toward the Huan Shui Lin Jiao surrounding him.
Amidst the rain, the Huan Shui Lin Jiao's azure scales glimmered coldly, and a water column as thick as an arm shot through the downpour, aimed directly at Zhou Qingqing.
At that moment, Zhou Qingqing seemed completely oblivious, allowing the torrent to pierce through her final protective barrier.
With a sound like shattering glass, the barrier collapsed, and Zhou Qingqing froze in place. Suddenly, her body was hurled backward through the rain.
Yet even so, she never let go of her Silver Longsword.
A figure crashed heavily onto the rain-soaked ground, splashing water everywhere.
Mo Yu's eyes held a hint of regret as he turned to leave but then noticed Zhou Qingqing tremble in the rain before slowly rising to her feet.
Her left arm was injured from the torrent, dark red seeping through.
Zhou Qingqing struggled to prop herself up with her sword, her wet hair obscuring her features.
Mo Yu frowned, but at that moment, he saw a smile curve at Zhou Qingqing's lips.
Got you.
Mo Yu felt as if he had been electrocuted; instinctively, he turned around only to see a crosshair appear above Huan Shui Lin Jiao's head.
And in the next instant,
Zhou Qingqing, standing with her sword amidst the rain, moved, a radiant aura shimmering around her.
The Centaur let out a piercing cry, launching the Light Spear toward the location of the Huan Shui Lin Jiao. The Light Spear pierced through the curtain of rain, and the Huan Shui Lin Jiao emitted a mournful wail, its body staggering backward.
Mo Yu's eyes widened in disbelief at the scene unfolding before her. Before she could react, a blade of light, infused with immense power, slashed toward her.
In an instant, the tide of battle shifted. The Silver Longsword struck Mo Yu with a thunderous crash, yet in the next moment, her form exploded into a shower of water.
The mist quickly dissipated, only to gradually coalesce into a human shape beside the Huan Shui Lin Jiao. Mo Yu's expression was no longer relaxed; a Water Drop Necklace hung from her pale neck, slowly shattering into nothingness.
Just as Mo Yu was about to unleash her anger, her figure suddenly vanished. When she reappeared, it was outside the arena.
A cold voice echoed from the Judging Instructor. "Mo Yu of the Dragon Consort Squad is eliminated."
With that announcement, silence enveloped the arena for a moment before erupting into a cacophony of noise. It was unbelievable that one from the Dragon Consort Squad had been eliminated first! How could this be possible?
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