What Would You Do If An Ugly Woman Asked You To Dual Cultivate?-Chapter 52: Bald Girl’s Fight

The tournament progressed swiftly. Over five matches, every participant battled against randomly assigned opponents, earning or losing points based on their victories and defeats. By the end, the top contenders became clear—three fighters stood above the rest.

Xu Qingyan. Cold and ruthless, she crushed her opponents with swift efficiency, never once showing signs of struggle.

Yang Hao. His fights were over in mere seconds, leaving no room for resistance. His overwhelming strength made it seem like he was toying with his foes.

Qin Wushang. Wielding Earth Element techniques with terrifying power. Unlike Yang Hao and Xu Qingyan, who relied on sheer skill and speed, Qin Wushang overwhelmed his opponents with unshakable defense and crushing counterattacks.

Despite their dominance, the tournament's ranking system had one flaw—since the three had not fought each other yet, determining the true number one remained impossible.

Thus, the officials made a decision.

"The final ranking battle will be fought among the top three—each of them will fight two matches, and the winner will be determined based on those results!"

The crowd roared in excitement. This was the moment they had been waiting for—the strongest clashing head-on.

As the sun cast long shadows over the arena, the referee stepped forward.

"First match—Xu Qingyan versus Qin Wushang!"

Yang Hao leaned against a stone pillar, arms crossed, his gaze settling on Qin Wushang. The name had sounded familiar, and after a brief moment of thought, he remembered why.

Qin Wushang—the lunatic who once tried to take the daughter of a renowned general by force. When the general refused, Qin Wushang slaughtered him in cold blood.

Yang Hao's father had wanted to eliminate him back then, but the bastard had escaped.

Now, here he was, standing proud in the arena, carrying himself like royalty.

Yang Hao's expression remained indifferent, and thought, "If I don't kill him now, he might become a problem for my father in the future."

"It is always better to kill an enemy down to their roots. Leave nothing behind. Not their brothers, not their children, not even the ones who simply carried their name," Navrita said, she paused for a brief moment before continuing.

"If you let even a single one survive, you will always have to watch your back. One day, you might find yourself dying at the hands of someone who simply wants revenge for a person you barely remember killing. Hesitation creates trouble. Mercy breeds disaster. If you plan to kill, then kill completely."

Yu Ruyi chuckled softly. "Navrita speaks from experience... and she's not wrong, you know. But kill secretly, so no one find its you... In this way, you have to less killing."

Yang Hao nodded. Although he was confused what's this situation had to do with killing crown prince since crown prince was alone. Anyways, he should watch the match.

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As the match was announced, Qin Wushang stepped onto the stage with slow, deliberate steps. His golden robes billowed slightly with each movement, and his lips curled in disdain as he stared at his opponent.

Xu Qingyan walked up without a word, her bald head gleaming under the sunlight, the deep scar running down her cheek making her appearance even more striking.

Qin Wushang let out a scoff, looking her up and down before sneering.

"Disgusting."

His voice carried clearly, making sure everyone in the crowd heard.

"Even such an ugly creature is strong? What a joke." He let out a mocking laugh, shaking his head. "A woman should be delicate, beautiful... yet you, you're neither. And to think you actually won all your matches until now. What a disgrace. If I were you, I would've killed myself rather than walk around looking like that. And those who lost to you? They should have never even born."

Still, Xu Qingyan didn't react.

Her expression remained cold, her eyes unwavering.

The referee, sensing the tension, quickly cut in. "Fighters, prepare—begin!"

The moment the gong rang, Qin Wushang stomped the ground, activating his Earth Element powers. The platform beneath him trembled, and jagged stone spikes shot toward Xu Qingyan.

Xu Qingyan didn't move.

Not until the last possible second.

Then—her body blurred.

With an effortless sidestep, she dodged the attack.

Qin Wushang narrowed his eyes and struck again. This time, stone fists rose from the ground, attempting to trap her between them.

Xu Qingyan weaved through them like a phantom.

She closed the distance in an instant—

And punched him straight in the face.

The impact sent Qin Wushang staggering back, his head snapping to the side.

Gasps rang out from the crowd.

Qin Wushang's expression twisted in rage. "You—!"

Xu Qingyan was already moving again.

Her fists, elbows, knees—they came at him like a relentless storm.

Qin Wushang tried to counter with his Earth Element, but he had no idea how to fight hand-to-hand. His movements were sloppy, slow, predictable.

He relied entirely on his elemental attacks—but none of them landed.

Xu Qingyan was too fast.

Too skilled.

Every time he tried to create distance, she closed it again, punishing him with brutal strikes.

A precise elbow to his ribs.

A sharp knee to his gut.

A palm strike that sent him stumbling.

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The proud crown prince of the once Southern Kingdom was being beaten like a training dummy.

His face was swollen, his balance unsteady, his breath ragged.

He couldn't even touch her.

And then—just when it looked like she would finish him—

Xu Qingyan's fist stopped mid-air.

Frost spread from her fingertips, chilling the air around them. A thin layer of ice formed on Qin Wushang's body, freezing his feet to the ground.

His expression changed. "You—!"

Before he could react—

Xu Qingyan's fist slammed into his chest.

The ice shattered.

Qin Wushang flew backward, rolling across the platform like a ragdoll.

The crowd roared.

But even as he lay there, gasping, coughing—he grinned.

And from his sleeve, he pulled out a talisman.

Yang Hao's eyes narrowed.

Xu Qingyan stepped back, sensing something was wrong.

The talisman glowed ominously, pulsing with energy.

Qin Wushang's grin widened. "You think you've won? Fool."