The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 77 Slander and Self-Destruction

While Leng Feng and Qiu Ziyue were locked in a fierce battle, in a corner of the audience, members of the five major gangs were whispering among themselves, their words filled with dissatisfaction and slander towards Qiu Ziyue.

"It's infuriating! We thought our sect was a shoo-in for the sword competition, but Leng Feng has unexpectedly emerged as a surprise contender," Huo Lengxiong complained.

“That’s not the most troublesome thing. Qiu Ziyue is the real problem,” Lei Xinzhen of the Lei Guang Sect chimed in. “This female demon is ruthless and cunning. She’s truly hateful.”

“We can’t let someone like that win the competition, or our sect’s reputation will be damaged,” Fengyun Niang of the Fengyun Sect interjected.

Although Qiu Ziyue was focused on the competition, she still vaguely heard these discussions.

Her heart skipped a beat, but she quickly regained her composure.

She knew that these gossips would not affect her determination and belief.

She took a deep breath and focused all her attention on her opponent, Leng Feng.

"This female demon is indeed formidable, but we can't let her win!" Huo Lengxiong said.

"We can't openly interfere with the competition, but we can use some underhanded methods," Feng Yunniang suggested.

However, their plan was never put into practice.

Just as Leng Feng's offensive was gradually weakening, Qiu Ziyue suddenly feinted, her "Flowing Cloud Shuttle" sword seemingly aimed at Leng Feng's heart.

But just as Leng Feng was preparing to defend, her sword suddenly turned and aimed straight for Leng Feng's throat.

Leng Feng was shocked and hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.

Qiu Ziyue's sword flashed close, and she quickly held it horizontally, the sharp blade firmly against Leng Feng's neck.

The entire stadium fell silent; everyone in the audience held their breath.

With a faint smile on her face, Qiu Ziyue said softly, "Leng Feng, you lost."

Leng Feng's face was ashen, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he had to admit Qiu Ziyue's strength.

He nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "I lost."

The judge loudly announced Qiu Ziyue's victory, and the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.

Qiu Ziyue smiled and extended her hand to Leng Feng as a gesture of friendliness.

Although Leng Feng was unwilling, he had to admit Qiu Ziyue's strength. He nodded, grasped Qiu Ziyue's hand, and the two greeted each other.

The members of the five major gangs below the stage were even more furious when they saw Qiu Ziyue win.

"How infuriating! That female demon actually won!" Huo Lengxiong of the Fire Serpent Sect said through gritted teeth.

"We can't let her get away with this. We must find a chance to teach her a lesson," said Fengyun Niang of the Fengyun Sect angrily.

Qiu Ziyue's three senior brothers stepped forward and asked with concern, "Ziyue, are you alright?"

Qiu Ziyue smiled slightly and shook her head: "I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."

However, at that moment, Leng Feng's expression suddenly changed, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

He quickly drew a short knife from his waist and stabbed it into his own chest without hesitation.

The audience erupted in uproar; everyone was stunned.

Lu Yuanchangming and Qi Yuxuan were even more surprised, and they rushed to the platform almost at the same time.

"Leng Feng, stop!"

Qiu Ziyue shouted, and she reacted quickly, throwing the hilt of the Flowing Cloud Shuttle Sword in her hand toward Leng Feng with a clang.

The short knife in Leng Feng's hand flew out.

Leng Feng stared wide-eyed at Qiu Ziyue, his eyes filled with resentment and grievance.

Qiu Ziyue's face showed determination and concern. She said softly, "Leng Feng, you coward, I despise you. Victory and defeat are common in war, why are you so resolute?"

Leng Feng's face twitched as he said, "If I can't even beat a woman, and can't be the number one swordsman in the world, what's the point of living?"

Leng Feng took a deep breath, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I...I lost. I have no face to see my father."

Qiu Ziyue shook her head and said angrily, "A true swordsman should have the courage to face failure. If you keep practicing, you'll still have a chance to become the next swordsmanship champion."

Leng Feng raised his head, looked into Qiu Ziyue's eyes, and the resolve in his heart gradually dissipated.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Thank you, Miss Qiu. I will remember your words and pull myself together."

Qiu Ziyue smiled slightly and nodded: "We are all born for the way of the sword. Regardless of victory or defeat, regardless of gender, you are already very good. Why be so upset?"

The audience was moved by Qiu Ziyue's tolerance.

Lu Yuanchangming and Qi Yuxuan stepped forward and asked with concern, "Leng Feng, are you alright?"

Leng Feng nodded, looking at Qiu Ziyue gratefully: "Thank you for your concern, I will be fine."

At that very moment, a dark figure, accompanied by a flash of cold light, pounced on Qiu Ziyue.

The man was incredibly fast, his blade flashing, his target aimed directly at Qiu Ziyue's chest.

Although Qiu Ziyue reacted quickly, she had just experienced a fierce battle and her strength had not fully recovered, so she could not dodge the sudden attack for a while.

"Watch out!" Lu Yuanchangming and Qi Yuxuan, who were watching from the sidelines, shouted at the same time.

In that instant, Qi Yuxuan's sword flew out like lightning, striking the man's wrist with pinpoint accuracy.

The man cried out in pain, and the long knife in his hand flew out of his grasp. Qi Yuxuan stepped forward and subdued the man.

"Crazy woman, it's you! I kindly let you go last time, and you still want to scheme against me!" Qiu Ziyue recognized the dark figure as Feng Yunniang, with whom she had a past grudge.

Fengyunniang struggled, her eyes filled with hatred. She gritted her teeth and said, "I hate you, you little brat! Your father ruined my life, and you ruined my reputation!"

Lu Yuanchangming came over and fed Feng Yunniang a pill of the muscle-softening powder, and Feng Yunniang stopped talking.

Qiu Ziyue took a deep breath and tried to remain calm.

She knew this wasn't the time to argue. She turned to Qi Yuxuan and said gratefully, "Thank you, Qi Yuxuan. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid..."

Qi Yuxuan smiled slightly and said, "Don't be polite, it's nothing. Consider it payment for the sword I used to stab you before. Don't worry about it. Besides, we still have a duel in a stick of incense. It would be no fun if you died."

Qiu Ziyue remained silent, thinking to herself, "Does this Qi Yuxuan even know how to speak?"

Seeing this, Feng Yunniang became even angrier. She struggled violently, but Lu Yuanchangming's pills took effect, and Feng Yunniang was unable to move.

Lu Yuan said, “Feng Yunniang, what you’re doing will only make things worse. The grudge between you and Qiu Ziyue can be resolved through legitimate means, not through such despicable methods.”

Fengyunniang smiled coldly, but couldn't open her mouth to speak.

Qi Yuxuan sighed and said, "If you continue like this, you'll only sink deeper. If you can't let go of the hatred from the past, you'll only end up hurting yourself."

Qi Yuxuan then said to Qiu Ziyue, "You should rest quickly. We still have a martial arts competition later. Don't say I'm bullying a woman."

Qiu Ziyue's three senior brothers said angrily, "What are you thinking, you crazy woman? I think you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

Leng Feng watched all this, then angrily walked over and kicked Feng Yunniang twice, saying, "You crazy woman, if it weren't for your seniority, I would have killed you with a single sword strike long ago. If you dare to hurt Miss Qiu again, don't blame me for killing you next time."

Seeing the commotion from the stands, Li Keyong, not wanting to intervene directly, ordered Li Cunxiao to come and take a look.

To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.