Photography, Beautification, and Photo Editing
Hu Jiu very gently accepted Yan Lou's challenge.
A slight smile played on his lips, making him look like an innocent little white rabbit.
Yan Lou snorted coldly and led Hu Jiu to a large, open training ground.
Many onlookers also went over to watch.
The two stood on the training field, Yan Lou said earnestly, "I'm doing this for your own good. If you obtain S-class membership but lack the corresponding strength, unexpected things might happen when you perform tasks that only S-class members can do."
"It doesn't matter if you die, but if you delay the organization's important affairs or cause the spread of Supernatural events, then that will be your sin!"
Hu Jiu showed no emotional fluctuation, only saying, "Don't worry, I understand."
"It's good that you understand my good intentions~" Yan Lou's tone was drawn out.
He then reached out, and space distorted in his hand, signaling to Hu Jiu with his eyes to prepare for battle.
Hu Jiu took a step forward, and cold frost shot from his toes toward Yan Lou.
This attack was merely a probe.
The frost failed to hit its target; it was blocked halfway through its flight.
Yan Lou scoffed, "If this is all you're capable of, you might as well ask to be demoted."
The onlookers nearby seemed quite pleased with the scene.
"How long do you think he can hold out against Yan Lou?"
"What if I get killed in one hit?"
"Even if the intention is to intimidate Headquarters, is it really necessary to involve Yan Lou?"
"That's right, Yan Lou is a veteran S-class expert, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut..."
The cacophony of voices did not affect Hu Jiu in the slightest.
It's normal for there to be controversy surrounding him, S-class member who was parachuted in.
Being ostracized was his fate; he understood it.
The next second, Hu Jiu made another move.
Several sharp icicles shot towards Yan Lou's head at incredible speed.
Yan Lou's eyes sharpened, and with a flick of his finger, the space in front of him distorted, blocking all the ice spikes.
But at that moment, Hu Jiu suddenly disappeared. He flashed behind Yan Lou, and his dark, Ghost Hand stabbed straight at the back of Yan Lou's head.
Yan Lou was startled. The space beneath his feet distorted, causing his body to shift, barely managing to dodge Hu Jiu's sudden attack.
The Ghost Hand only tore Yan Lou's collar, but the sight was already astonishing enough.
Many onlookers felt like they were seeing things, as if they were witnessing a fairy tale.
"Even horses stumble, and people make mistakes; everyone makes errors..." someone loudly tried to save face.
Hu Jiu continued to close the distance between himself and Yan Lou, casually punching him.
Yan Lou had a few minor scratches on his body. He moved his hands, and his eyes suddenly became larger, his chin became sharper, and he was enveloped in a hazy, soft light.
Under this soft light, his scars began to blur until they disappeared completely.
"You've got some skills. Looks like I'll have to show you my real abilities."
As soon as he finished speaking, his right eye underwent a strange change. His normally normal pupil now seemed to have turned into a lens.
The eyeballs were quickly replaced by a black lens, like an old camera, coldly and mercilessly reflecting the surrounding environment. The places being stared at felt like they were being spied on, sending chills down one's spine.
Yan Lou's abrupt change made the air seem heavier, filled with a sense of oppression.
Click--
He winked at Hu Jiu, and then the mechanical shutter clicked.
Those watching from the sidelines all wore expressions of anticipation, eager for a good show.
The battle between Hu Jiu and Yan Lou became increasingly intense.
Yan Lou can distort the space around him, providing all-around protection, and can block most tangible Supernatural attacks.
Although Hu Jiu could forcibly injure Yan Lou using conventional methods, Yan Lou was still surrounded by a strange, soft light that could erase all his injuries.
Thinking this, Hu Jiu glanced at Yan Lou and casually tossed out two invisible curses.
Yan Lou's expression froze for a moment, as if he had been caught off guard by the curse.
Hu Jiu lunged forward, his black Ghost Hand striking towards Yan Lou.
Suddenly, Yan Lou's stunned expression vanished, and he looked at Hu Jiu with ill intent.
He wasn't affected by the invisible curse; he simply deliberately created a weakness.
At this moment, Hu Jiu and Yan Lou were extremely close.
The space around Yan Lou began to distort, attempting to restrict Hu Jiu's freedom, while he also didn't forget to lecture him. "You're still too careless, your combat experience is insufficient..."
As he spoke, he made a strange, swiping motion with his finger.
The soft light that had been focused on him suddenly enveloped Hu Jiu's entire body.
Under the influence of some inexplicable Supernatural force, Hu Jiu's face rapidly deformed.
Her once high and straight nose bridge collapsed, her thin lips were changed into pouty, thick lips, her chin became cone-shaped, her smooth facial contours became uneven, and her beautiful eyes shrank to two small beans.
His physique was also changing; his legs were getting shorter and his waist was getting thicker.
In just a short while, the handsome man transformed into a bizarre figure resembling a botched plastic surgery.
Hu Jiu looked at his current appearance with the eye on his left hand, and found it hard to bear to look at himself.
He calmly asked Yan Lou, "That's amazing, what kind of ability is that?"
Yan Lou laughed out loud, "Taking photos, using beauty filters, and editing them—the modified images will reflect in reality."
His abilities were no secret within the Beidou Organization; many had witnessed his prowess firsthand, so he spoke of them frankly.
Hu Jiu suddenly realized why he could distort space and erase all his injuries.
With victory assured, Yan Lou wanted to say something more to continue mocking his opponent, and the onlookers around him added fuel to the fire, egging him on.
But at that moment, something unexpected happened!
Hu Jiu got serious. The shadow beneath his feet shifted and, with lightning speed, bound Yan Lou, who was opening champagne in the middle of the field, like a rope.
Hu Jiu, who should have been bound by the distorted space, moved without any hindrance, and his appearance was restored in an instant.
With a flick of his wrist, Yan Lou, who was about to speak, was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.
"You lost." Hu Jiu announced the result without any joy or sorrow.
The entire room Silence.
"That's impossible!" someone in the crowd immediately shouted. "He must have taken advantage of Yan Lou lapse in attention to launch a sneak attack!"
Hu Jiu sneered, and a Hanging Rope appeared in his hand, which he used as a whip to lash Yan Lou's body.
Yan Lou immediately distorted the surrounding space to protect himself.
However, Hu Jiu was swept away along with that distorted space!
Upon seeing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar.
Everyone's face was filled with shock!
A veteran S-class powerhouse actually lost!
At that moment, everyone present put away their contempt for Hu Jiu.
I initially thought he was someone deliberately promoted by Headquarters, with much of the hype going on, but who would have thought... a reputation that is well-deserved!