The discipline committee members in the back row glanced at each other in disbelief. Can this really happen? Is Bryon stunned? A series of coincidences led some to speculate whether Feng Yi's position as the unexpected top contender wasn't so accidental.

But, how many accidents can there really be in this world? A mischievous smile pulled at the corners of Angelina's lips as she looked at the two next to her: "Well, it's a bit troublesome. Maybe we should think about some combat strategies?"

"Angelina, we don't know about your special abilities, would you mind demonstrating them here?" one of them asked casually, not expecting her to agree. After all, one's trump cards should be revealed sparingly.

But Angelina actually agreed, "Well, sure. I'll restrain him, and you guys can attack as much as you can."

"Wait, what? You said you can hold him?"

"I'm not certain, but I don't see why not."

"You're sure."

"Sure, haha..." With a seemingly smiling gaze, Angelina looked at them with a saintly softness that was somehow unsettling. She broke the silence: "What else do you guys think your chances are?" Her tone was light, tinged with a hint of sarcasm.

Yes, Feng Yi had definitely displayed a level of power beyond ordinary. Some even began to see echoes of the confrontation between Franklin and the man in black from days before...wait, Angelina looked sharply at Feng Yi. Could it be... No, he was too young for that. He couldn't have reached Franklin's level yet.

Angelina's question left the other two speechless. "So, what do you want us to do?"

"It's quite simple, just follow my finger snaps."

"And then?"

"Then just attack randomly."

Her words left the two speechless. So they were just supposed to stand and wait now? Oh well, they'd see soon enough, she must have a plan.

Angelina's usual demeanor shifted, her usually charming smile faded away to be replaced by a sharp and unyielding gaze. It had been a while since I last used this technique, she thought. "Hey, Feng Yi."

Feng Yi turned to look at her...

"Pupil Technique." With one soft grunt, their eyes met directly. The crowd sensed an unsettling undercurrent ripple outwards from Angelina's words, although they could not pinpoint where exactly it was coming from.

"Look at her eyes!" someone with good eyesight suddenly exclaimed. The crowd looked over, alarmed, and noticed her once colorful eyes had lightened to a pink hue.

This isn't good! Sheng Qiangwei was startled. This was a charm ability, and indeed she had seen it before from Emily. Even she, as a woman, was somewhat affected, how much more so would Feng Yi, a man—regardless of his individual strength, certain things are not decided solely by power.

"Hehe, how do you feel?" Angelina smirked, her eyes twinkling with a hint of triumph. The soft water-like eyes were extra captivating as she licked her lips. It seemed as if she was whispering no matter how powerful you are, in the end, don't you still have to kneel at my feet?

"Can we attack now?"

"Tsk tsk, let me admire just a bit longer. His hidden eyes are truly deep, I couldn't tell without using my method."

This was the terrifying part of mental ability users – they could erode someone's will. After a while, Angelina sighed with relief as her task was done. Looking a bit weary, she let her gaze fall back on her colleagues: "He's lost his resistance. It's up to you guys now, just don't hurt him too much."

At that moment, the two discipline committee members finally understood why Feng Yi hadn't moved at all; he had been charmed by Angelina. In that state, he would naturally lose all resistance and become an easily slaughtered lamb.

Yet, the two showed no intention of holding back. Hadn't the discipline committee been made fools of enough times today? At least they'd get some interest back.

"Stop." Sheng Qiangwei shouted out suddenly, but she was quickly pulled back by the big guy beside her. He knew Feng Yi's power better than anyone, and definitely more than Sheng Qiangwei. Her shout had been meaningless, it would only backfire.

On the stage, one of them stepped forward with a straight punch aimed at Feng Yi's face.

Thud! He blocked it. Those who take the initiative have the advantage; those who react can also have the upper hand. The previously motionless Feng Yi suddenly had a light in his eyes. He was able to deflect the full force of the opponent's attack with just one palm, standing in place without taking a step back, or being pushed back at all.

As he retracted his hand and turned around, his agile kick sent a burly figure flying. Seeing another opponent rushing at him, Feng Yi charged into the wind and launched a wild counterattack. Boom...boom… the two discipline committee members were sent flying almost simultaneously in different directions.

During all this, Angelina was almost oblivious to what was happening. She could feel the wayward gusts of wind rushing from behind her, and her peripheral vision caught sight of the two bodies flying out.

One flew, two flew, who else was left to fly, this was already the several person sent flying by him?

"What?" Angelina suddenly turned and saw Feng Yi standing still, his eyes slightly narrowed as he examined her with a puzzled stare. Underneath that sharp gaze was his resilient spirit, devoid of any confusion.

Everything has two sides. In a battle of wits between predator and prey, victory or defeat often depends on many factors, rather than just one. Attention to detail is key.

For just a moment, Feng Yi truly thought Angelina was beautiful. But it was only a moment. Having faced death numerous times, his iron will was sturdy. How could he be frightened by an underdeveloped charm ability? It was laughable.

The laws of survival and wisdom constantly reminded Feng Yi that understanding the situation was the key. Since the other party had laid an ambush, why not take advantage of the situation and turn the tables?

At this moment, the expression on Angelina's face was priceless. For the first time, she had been completely outwitted, and now he had turned the tables again. It wasn't enough that he fooled her thoroughly once, but he did it again. She felt as though time had come to a standstill. She was almost crying out of frustration!

His power is clearly very strong, but he's also so cunning.

Angelina bit her lower lip, her beautiful face struggled between a smile and frustration. There was both desperation and a strong desire to punch him, for a sense of vindication: "Hehe... what a naughty newcomer."

She stared intently at Feng Yi with reproachful eyes, then turned to leave. The impact of her failure was overwhelming. She had always been invincible with her charm ability, but now it had failed her. There was no reason to continue fighting, as she knew she wouldn't win.

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