But that didn't an she'd completely let it go.
After following the other party to the Fangting City base, Bai Ji took the initiative to approach Bai i, proposing a "private competition." Of course, publicly it was a "competition," but in reality, it was to probe the depths of her opponent; if the opponent was incompetent, she'd take the opportunity to teach them a lesson.
Without a doubt, Bai Ji succeeded.
The other party clearly had no idea about the existence of the technique "Turbidity"; thinking that banning Spell Techniques and Magic Equipnt ant that a competition of Magic Power was rely an arm-wrestling match, they suffered a great loss and were defeated by her in one encounter.
But at the sa ti, Bai Ji also failed.
The sneaky competition was discovered by the ntor, who not only did not praise her but rather severely told her that her actions were wrong, that exploiting information asymtry and loopholes in rules violated the principle of fair competition and ordered her to apologize to the Fangting City team.
Bai Ji didn't understand or accept why her ntor would criticize her for this matter, but even though she vehently disagreed, she chose to comply.
And now, she was watching, wide-eyed, as her own opponent made use of Turbidity.
"It seems like three days?"
Upon hearing the other party say these words, Bai Ji felt as if the strings of reason in her mind had snapped.
What shocked her was that the emotion welling up from the depths of her heart at that mont was not "anger" or "humiliation," but a much uglier sentint.
Jealousy.
Why did her ntor favor the very person who had lightly mocked her, to the point of lavishing them with all their secret techniques willingly?
Why did people around her tolerate her awful personality and coddle her like a princess, with the enforcer from Fangting City treating her as lovingly as if she were his own daughter, a fact so evident even a blind person could see?
Why did soone so detestable receive such exaggerated talent from the heavens, mastering Turbidity in re three days, sothing she herself had to toil day and night to learn?
Bai Ji's mind was riddled with doubts about her opponent's words, but none of her thoughts could be articulated in any coherent way, as the emotion of jealousy had completely robbed her of her composure.
She aimlessly activated her Magic Equipnt, aimlessly began to pour out her Magic Power. Spell Techniques, Turbidity, Magic Equipnt—she used whatever she could, with only one objective in mind—to knock down this detestable creature.
"Fanwen!"
Mouth shouting the na of her Magic Equipnt, the pen in her hand swept through the air like a printer, churning out rows of Favo Runes, and the aggressive Spell Techniques were thrown about as if they were free.
Because she was using her Magic Power too hastily, Bai Ji even exhibited symptoms similar to Xia Liang's earlier ones—dizziness and blurry vision—clenching her teeth so tightly she was nearly on the verge of shattering her molars.
Her onslaught was so fierce that Lin Xiaolu naturally didn't have it any easier. Having only grasped Turbidity not long before, she couldn't yet use it effortlessly and could only symbolically let the blue flas neutralize a few attacks before having to dodge around. The attack's density was so high that, despite her evasive actions, she couldn't completely avoid them and had to take several solid hits.
But even so, she didn't beco discouraged.
The words Erald Sparrow said to her before she went on stage were still recited in her heart.
"Let Erald Sparrow truly see who I am now..."
These words, as if a spell, made Lin Xiaolu's heart incredibly clear.
It wasn't about winning or others, what she considered now was simply how to showcase what she had learned recently.
Even if there had been no progress in her ability blossoming, even if her Magic Equipnt had not shown the slightest response up to now, she had indeed made a real effort, and the results of that effort were solidly there.
So at least, she had to let Erald Sparrow see those things.
Her improved flying skills allowed her to dodge so of the opponent's attacks.
The enhancent of her Magic Power quality allowed her to battle an opponent of the Leaf rank without losing to Magic Power exhaustion.
The flas of Magic Power Turbidity allowed her to ignore, and even counteract, the opponent's turbid vibrations.
All these improvents were solidly real.
So long as she presented these things as they were, and let Erald Sparrow see that she was indeed striving and progressing, then that was enough.
...Was it enough?
She suddenly questioned herself in her heart.
rely demonstrating up to this point seed to lack sothing.
For so reason, Lin Xiaolu always felt, she could do more.
Although it was only an intuition, this intuition was so clear at the mont; it was shouting loudly at Lin Xiaolu, telling her that this feeling was just right.
And this feeling, it was so unfamiliar yet familiar.
The last ti she felt this way was during the Full Moon Festival night, the ti before that was in the crisis at the orphanage, but in those tis, it was her imnse anger towards the enemy that brought about such a change.
This ti it was different.
It wasn't an unconscious use brought on by anger but simply a feeling—that she could do it.
Because ti and again, in the Turbidity of Magic Power, she always felt that this wasn't her limit.
Looking at the Magic Power in front of her now transford into a blue fla, her heart kept telling herself that she could go further, she could show even more.
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