"How could this be?"
At this mont, these four words dominated Venus’s mind, a trendous blow to her pride.
Why couldn’t her laser cannon hit Lin Fu when it had clearly locked onto her?
Impossible!
Venus hadn’t felt such an absurd occurrence in a long ti, not even when competing with upperclassn or the Super Soldiers had she ever failed to hit her target.
It was too bizarre.
But Venus was no ordinary person; she quickly regained her composure and analyzed the information advantageous to herself. Despite not taking Lin Fu seriously and acting as if toying with a child, Venus had inquired about Lin Fu before their encounter.
She knew that Lin Fu’s overall abilities were unbalanced, strong in spiritual power but comparatively weak in physical constitution.
The reason she couldn’t hit Lin Fu was related to Lin Fu’s movent technique, but it must also be related to spiritual power interference.
She had been interfered with by Lin Fu’s spiritual power?
This speculation, as soon as it arose, caused a cold sweat to form on Venus’s back.
Could it be possible?
How imnse would that spiritual power have to be?
Venus had always been proud of her dual 3S talents and was among the elite wherever she went. Although she knew that soone’s spiritual power might exceed the 3S standard, that was just a legend.
Maybe... it was true?
No, no, no, she must not lose her composure. No matter how strong Lin Fu’s spiritual power was, her physical constitution was still two grades lower than her own. If she just dragged the fight out, Lin Fu would surely fail.
"I’d like to see how long you can dodge."
With her mind made up, Venus’s offensive grew increasingly fierce. Lin Fu grew more and more disheveled in the arena, no longer in control, as Venus forced her into nurous near-death experiences, almost tumbling off the platform. Her body sustained multiple injuries; her sleek black hair, tied back in a ponytail, was now stuck to her face with sweat, blood trailing down, staining her clothes drip by drip.
But that wasn’t the worst of it; the most serious injury was on her leg, scorched by an ion cannon, burning away a large patch of flesh, leaving the stark white of bone visible.
The pain was bone-deep.
Even knowing that it was a simulation, that it was all fake, the sensation of pain and the danger of death still engulfed her, indistinguishable from reality.
Lin Fu was furious, as if there was a fla burning fiercely in her heart.
She didn’t even know what she was angry about. The battle was fair, and although she disliked Venus’s attitude, she didn’t hate her much; after all, Venus relied completely on her own ability.
But she was still enraged.
If it was an analogy, it was like being teased by an ant she looked down upon, infuriating her to the point of irrational anger.
That analogy was terrible.
But Lin Fu could no longer control the flas in her chest; she stopped dodging.
"Damn it!"
Lin Qingfeng, who had been silently watching, suddenly turned pale and hurried towards Simulation Chamber Three where Lin Fu was. The place was already packed with people from the organizing committee, the Military Departnt, and Elbert’s team.
They were there to supervise and ensure the safety of the students.
Lin Qingfeng, dressed in the uniform of the organizing committee and carrying a staff pass, didn’t look out of place.
This was, after all, the center of attention.
He was prepared for when Lin Fu might lose control, for her identity to be exposed—he would snatch her away directly; she must not be allowed to stay here.
Otherwise, Joseph V would definitely not let Lin Fu go now.
Compared to Lin Fu, Evelyn was a joke. The old stubborn mbers of the Lost Association valued Evelyn, convinced that she was the Imperial Elder Daughter, the first in line to inherit, yet they didn’t realize that no matter what they did, Evelyn would never stand a chance.
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