After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God - Chapter 953

Chapter 953: Si Fuqing: I Am the Heaven (1)

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A dead silence fell over the room, the barrage of comments vanished.

That word felt like a slap, fiercely striking Hunter’s face.

He stared fixedly at the message, veins bulging on his forehead, nearly driven to madness.

Now, he could clearly see that NINE had intentionally waited in the arena to humiliate him!

Since he started competing at fourteen, he had never faced such disgrace in six years.

Hunter, gritting his teeth and with a grim face, typed out a response.

[Current][Hunter]: So what if you beat me? One must remain humble. As a saying in Great Xia goes, there are always people better than you and heavens beyond your heaven!

[Current][NINE]: Kid, I’m impressed you know that saying. You’ve learned Great Xia’s culture well.

[Current][NINE]: But don’t forget, in Oracle, I am the heaven.

After sending the message, Si Fuqing exited the arena.

She was unaware that this statement caused Hunter’s livestream to explode and the international forum of Oracle to fill up instantly with posts.

[Holy crap, that was so cool! It blew my mind!]

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[This is for the Storm team! Haha, this feels amazing! He was so arrogant on stage, yet got instantly destroyed by NINE the God in the arena. Truly trash.]

[In Oracle, I am the heaven! Only NINE the God has the right to say this!]

[Originally, I thought the West Deities team, ranked number one in the world, with players in the top five globally, could at least give NINE the God a run for his money. But the gap is massive.]

[NINE is a deity! Mere mortals can’t compare.]

Hunter’s face twisted with rage as he yanked the computer’s power cord. After calming himself for five minutes, his hands were still trembling.

It was terrifying.

The only relief now was that NINE the God did not participate in the OPL. Otherwise, the West Deities team would be utterly defeated.

Elsewhere, in a hotel.

“Brother Nine, although there are many wandering spirits here, without the summons of a Master of Yin-Yang, they won’t harm anyone.” Si Fuqing glanced out the window, “I’ve placed talisman papers on your door. You aren’t afraid, right?”

“Mhmm,” Yu Xiheng leaned on his hand, “Afraid.”

Si Fuqing: “…”

She didn’t believe him at all.

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid,” she comforted him, “You’re a man, less susceptible to Yin energy. Plus, you’re lucky. They won’t dare approach you. If everything’s fine, I’ll leave now.”

Yu Xiheng raised an eyebrow, smiling at her, “So when you said you’d protect me, it was just words?”

Si Fuqing was speechless, as she said, “… What kind of look is that? Don’t make me seem like some heartbreaker.”

She was not like her third senior sister, who couldn’t even remember faces!

“Go on,” he reached out, patting her head, “Be careful on the way.”

Still worried, Si Fuqing placed a few more talisman papers before leaving.

After she left, the wind suddenly picked up outside.

Night fell, and the spirits roamed freely.

The window made a “bang bang bang” noise, but upon inspection, nothing was visible to the naked eye.

Yu Xiheng opened his eyes, his gaze clear as he looked at the window.

The wandering spirits outside fled in fear, retreating swiftly.

Everything returned to silence.

**

Meanwhile, Si Fuqing returned to the hotel where the Five States team was staying.

Jiang Changning rubbed her arms, complaining, “It’s really eerie. As soon as you left, I felt a chill all over, like someone was blowing on my ear.”

“It’s okay, I’ll protect you,” Si Fuqing said, “Get a good night’s sleep.”

Jiang Changning quickly fell asleep.

Si Fuqing sat beside her, eyes narrowed.

Kinto, the capital of Eastern Mulberry, had so many wandering spirits causing trouble. It was indeed a bad omen.

At this moment, in the Storm team’s room.

The members watched the replay of NINE the God’s swift victory over Hunter in silence, exchanging glances.

The captain of the Storm team, after a moment of silence, said softly, “Do you remember, Miss Si said she’d stand up for us this afternoon? Then she asked if Hunter would be streaming tonight and confirmed the exact time.”

Losing to the West Deities team wasn’t a big deal; winning and losing was part of esports.

But the humiliation Hunter subjected them to after the match was unbearable for any Great Xia citizen.

However, there was no way around it. Among the Great Xia Empire’s OPL participants, only Jing Zhou and Jiang Changfeng’s APM could keep up with Hunter, leaving no way to seek revenge.

With this revelation, the room fell silent once more.

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