Chapter 139: If It's a Fight, Then Fight

The one who defeated him was none other than one of the top ten fighters in this monster group.

Jiang Huan remembered him—strong, often took on small tasks, and had accumulated a great deal of experience. It seemed everyone was participating in a tournament, but Jiang Huan had never joined even once, and this time she was planning to turn around and leave immediately.

Unexpectedly, someone called out from afar, “Jiang Huan, where are you going? After all these days, you’re the only one who hasn’t fallen. Don’t be such an outcast, Miss Jiang.”

Jiang Huan was speechless. She stood still and waved to everyone, signaling that she truly wasn’t up to it.

She wasn’t one to be provoked.

Everyone was skirting the edge of life and death, so a few curses were understandable. Their words carried a teasing tone mixed with some profanity, but Jiang Huan didn’t take it to heart.

Yet, they started playing a points exchange game.

Jiang Huan’s eyes lit up as she approached, saying, “How about I give it a try?”

Just to see how much the body-tempering elixir would enhance her.

Many were eager to try as well, and some even said it would only take a few moves to bring down this rookie.

“Don’t say that. She’s a lucky charm. Because of her incredible luck, she got in here. Be careful—you might lose to her without even realizing how.”

“Though she’s good-looking, she’s not to the point of being hypnotic. Besides, no one’s bringing weapons or playing dirty.”

“I’ll spar with you, just a light match,” someone volunteered to face Jiang Huan.

The crowd erupted, mocking him for being unethical.

This was the very man who had earlier defeated the muscular brute. He waved his hand dismissively. “Sorry, I’ll hold back once you stop resisting after I knock you down.”

“Put your strength into it! Great effort brings miracles!”

“What fierce words—I love it! Keep talking!”

With this new addition of a recognized ‘little lamb,’ the tournament became even more spirited.

The challenger cracked his neck with loud pops that sounded almost like brittle bones to Jiang Huan.

She steadied her mind, focusing intently on his movements. When he suddenly lunged forward, throwing a punch aimed at her chest, the audience’s breaths grew heavy, anticipating a spectacular scene.

Yet, unexpectedly, Jiang Huan caught his fist in mid-air.

She herself was surprised at her agility, heightened by her enhanced vision.

In the next moment, she used his momentum to sidestep effortlessly, then countered by flipping him over.

However, her aim was a bit off, failing to slam him to the ground directly. He staggered a few steps but quickly recovered, crouching in a hound-like stance. Then, spinning his hands like a top, he executed a wide turn and violently kicked the back of Jiang Huan’s knee.

The agreed light match and casual atmosphere vanished as the opponent instinctively responded.

He refused to lose to a female newcomer who only got in by luck.

Jiang Huan was struck, feeling weightless as she fell forward. Had she landed face down, her nose and mouth would have been badly injured.

She turned sideways, bracing herself with her shoulder against the fall’s force, then rolled. Just in time, she saw the opponent’s heavy foot coming down and dodged. He reacted swiftly, shifting to stomp again. Suddenly, Jiang Huan grabbed his foot, summoned her core strength, and yanked him into a split!

In that instant, he let out a howl that echoed around.

All the men present instinctively looked away; a few even covered their vulnerable parts with vivid empathy.

Though it looked slow, the entire fight lasted less than two minutes. The top ten contender ended up empty-handed, defeated by Jiang Huan.

Despite seeming to struggle, she had truly won.

And seeing her wipe sweat and bounce back with full energy, the crowd thought maybe she could even take on those ranked higher.

After a brief commotion, cheers erupted.

“Jiang Huan! Jiang Huan!” voices rose repeatedly.

Something had changed in that moment.

Jiang Huan was swept up in the mood, waving again to even louder screams.

Two days later, in the cafeteria.

Someone limped over and plopped down beside Jiang Huan.

“Hey, Jiang Huan.”

She glanced up, recognizing him—the one, well, that guy.

“You don’t forget my name, right? I’m Gou Qiang.”

Jiang Huan was surprised. Gou Qiang?

“Don’t look at me like that. It’s the surname Gou,” he quickly clarified, as if guessing her thoughts.

Jiang Huan smiled politely, “Oh, hello, Gou Qiang.”

“Call me Qiangzi or Brother Qiang. Hey, girl, your strength is really something! You usually eat so little and never drink that nutritional milk. Didn’t expect your physique to be so strong. Got any secrets?”

Jiang Huan gave a wry smile. “No secrets. Maybe just natural talent.”

Gou Qiang sighed. “Lucky you. I used to think luck was some mystical thing, just like being a bad or good player in a game. Didn’t expect it to affect every aspect of life. Having that much luck really makes people jealous.”

He spoke so frankly that Jiang Huan didn’t know how to reply, so she just said, “Yeah, born with it.”

“I’ll transfer some points to you. Just ping me on the communicator.”

Jiang Huan reached out, and he sent over the promised exchange points, lamenting how he’d been saving up to buy a single-player game console.

Jiang Huan remained indifferent. She was forced into the match; the points-for-loss rule wasn’t her idea, so she felt no guilt or remorse.

Seeing her impenetrable demeanor, Gou Qiang lost the urge to tease and went to wash his tray after eating.

Jiang Huan ate slowly. While cleaning her tray, she noticed the drainpipe was clogged.

She contacted maintenance but didn’t dwell on it.

A week later, she could no longer hold back and reached out to Wu Bing to inquire about Xie Congzhou’s situation.

On video, Wu Bing appeared official and avoided giving a direct answer. Only after the call ended did he send Jiang Huan a brief text:

“Don’t ask too much. Be patient.”

The unease in Jiang Huan’s heart gradually solidified, almost affecting her usual mood.

At this critical moment, a superior issued an order requiring about ten team members for a mission.

It was an external assignment, located in Liberty Statue Province.

“Isn’t that America? What kind of mission takes us there?”

“You only need to know that we must bring back a man named Lü Pengchun. Follow the orders for everything else.”

He read off the names: besides those ranked sixth to tenth in combat power, along with five elite squad members arriving soon, and then there was Jiang Huan—the lucky charm mascot.

“According to the files and statements Wu Bing sent earlier, your luck is boundless. Here, your luck hasn’t diminished one bit. This mission is arduous. We’ve already invested significant manpower and resources. We hope that your near-mystical presence will bring a perfect conclusion to our task.”

Jiang Huan nodded. Since she carried this title, arguing was pointless. She’d just endure it.

Still, what kind of mission was so tough it required such an elusive, mystical edge?