Intermediate Contemplation Battles were moving to the end of the first round.

But before this, four battles were highly regarded because of the renowned contestants.

Spectators were waiting eagerly to see some bigger showdown.

The overall air of competition demesne was tense because more than fifty Veterans as well as Rapscallions defeated Individual Ranking Geniuses and were able to appear invisible.

The competition was growing more and more thrilling and uncertain.

A girl was sitting cross-legged on the marble floor of her room.

She was deep in her study of Contemplation.

Her surrounding was unusually silent.

The excessive flow of fury turned her cheeks red.

She was sure if she used this flow in any battle, her opponent would never be able to succeed but there was a drawback, her delicate fine robs dress would burn away too and it would be inconvenient.

She needed an Armor Dress that could sustain even in worst conditions.

Indeed, after reaching a higher level Contemplation Study, the practitioners had to change their wardrobe collection because ordinary fabric might not bear the impact of strong fury and deadly peace.

Moreover, at the end of the first round of battles, there was second round and in this round, wild and unbridled battles were expected.

There were less and fewer rules in the second round.

'Today, the first disciple was battling and at this hour, he must be in the middle of the battle, old senior must have taught him many trump card moves.'

Jen stood up to take a bath.

Since she wanted to visit the biggest market place of competition demesne, she intended to bring the first disciple along, if he needed to buy herbs, she would help him.

She informed mentor Shao but he suggested that he would accompany them too, they set for the competition location.

The first disciple won and soon they were at the edges of the market.

It was specially formed just like contemplation disciples show their prowess in the battles, this market was established for the few Proficiency Experts to show their prowess.

They create what they were best at.

Top notched Battle Armor Designers were also here to display their best-crafted Armor Dresses.

It would earn them prestige and wealth.

Jen saw a dress displayed on a dummy.

It was perfectly crafted.

Exactly of her size, its most of parts were designed with leather-like fabric while more than half parts of legs pieces and arm pieces were shielded with metallic craft with some unique design which Jen never witnessed before. Its waist belt was made of shining pearl, and a pearl-like a piece of jewelry was made to fix on hair.

She liked it.

It matched her personality calm yet threatening.

She ordered the dress and was ready to pay.

Thief!

Thief!

There were suddenly loud voices in the opposite shop.

People turned to see what was going on?? Who could be brazen enough to break into the central shop??

Annchi was wandering in this market for half a day, she was tired.

She asked many strangers path to exist this market, this market was nearby the middle-grade restrooms.

Since she had zero sense of direction, she continuously wandering.

A shop owner was keeping eyes on her movements and he was sure that her people were not around or she was alone.

He stopped her while asking questions, his eyes fell on her bosom then his eyes unreservedly feasted on every curve of her body and he licked his lips subconsciously.

He woke up from his daze and invited her to work in his shop until she finds her senior sister and big brother.

The words of old senior mentor echoed in her brain, "Not to trust anyone else than your senior sister and first disciple_!!" she innocently smiled and excused that she could not work here and then she walked toward the exit of the shop and shop owner started yelling, 'Thief,thief!' in his frustration.

A crowd was gathered there.

Jen and co. also got disturbed by the chaos.

"I'll see it_!!" the first disciple went to check what was wrong.

His eyes popped out to see the girl.

Her face was void of any color.

She was slightly trembling with fear.

A chubby man was pointing his finger toward her accusing his while her eyes were filled with evil intentions.

The first disciple sped toward the opposite shop, "Rascal, how dare you_??" he was running out of temper, running while making way through the crowd.

He reached there and hide her trembling stature in his chest.

Jen and mentor Shao saw wildly running the first disciple and hurried their footsteps.

The shop owner was the biggest trader in this market.

They also reached and heard the shop owner spouting nonsense.

Annchi could only move her head to deny the accusations.

Mentor Shao understood the situation early.

"If she is a thief and she stole something from your shop then where is it now, since you said you do not let her go from the shop_??" he spoke with his silent aura shrouding the whole hand shop.

"Mm, mm_!!" he was short of words.

"You suddenly forgot how to speak_??" Jen asked in a meaningful tone.

There were many people who were well versed with the nature of this shop owner.

"Who are you to ask this_?? How do you belong to the girl_??" he gathered some courage and looked at Jen.

Jen gritted her teeth, "Do you know what she is mumbling two names_?? Do you know why_??" a slap burning with fury got fixed on his cheeks and he flew backward, wit the impact spurting blood.

"Whoever wished to hurt her, should ready to get hurt_!!"

Jen looked at the crowd and the crowd started to disperse feeling the upcoming threat.

No one cocooned for help.

They bought the Armor Dress and came back.

Jen was angry at Annchi and after listening to her unending stories, they got more worried.

Jen and mentor Shao left the room.

The first disciple looked at her seriously, "Do you know what could have happened if senior Jen and senior Shao were not there_??" he frowned her first time.

He pulled her arm and clutched her in his embrace for a long time.

"You are too naive_!!" he patted her head.