Chapter 8

In absolute strength, defense was completely useless. Accompanied by the increasingly fierce cheers below the arena, the woman’s fists crashed on the already mangled person like meteors.

It was unknown how long she smashed, only that the fat woman was already covered in blood all over, her feet still twitching slightly. The violent woman grabbed her twitching feet and slowly dragged her to the edge of the arena, leaving a trail of blood as she pulled.

The violent woman glanced at the muddy mess under her feet and easily threw the person off the arena.

With a loud “smack,” blood splattered everywhere, directly splashing onto the spectators near the arena. Some mentally strong ones disgustedly spat out the blood foam, gritting their teeth and wanting to curse, but when faced with those fierce and brutal eyes, the words that reached their mouths were swallowed back.

The violent woman suddenly grinned and walked back to the center of the arena. Her originally rough face looked ferocious with this smile. She raised her head to look at the man on the high building, the corners of her mouth tearing even wider, and she actually raised her hand to beckon him.

“Young Master Ming Yue!”

Everyone’s gaze instantly gathered on the high building.

Jiang Ming Yue sat on a throne chair, his elbows propped on the armrests, his head slightly tilted, his long fingers placed on his face, looking lazy and casual yet more charming. He looked down coldly at the woman with eyes as if looking at an ant.

The violent woman’s gaze was extremely hot, her laughter wild, “Today, the deerskin map will definitely be mine. If Young Master Ming Yue wants it, I can present it with both hands, as long as Young Master Ming Yue is willing to marry me!”

As soon as this was said, it immediately caused an uproar, with most people mocking and ridiculing.

“This woman is too full of herself. Does she really think she can win?”

“Heh, even if she wins, so what? Look at her appearance. She has the nerve to say such arrogant words. Does she even think about how Young Master Ming Yue could possibly fancy her?”

“Indeed ridiculous…”

The mockery was in full swing, with some people scolding louder and louder, as if forgetting the woman’s brutal appearance just now. Fortunately, the person on the arena didn’t pay attention to them, staring at the man with burning eyes, seemingly waiting for his answer.

“She’s really ruthless…” Shen Yao Xing shook her head and sighed, feeling that if a person like Jiang Ming Yue lived together with you, he would definitely poison you to death if he was unhappy one day.

Loft

“This Xiong Jin Yi does have some status and extraordinary strength in the jianghu. However…” Ye Xi Feng’s smile remained unchanged as she slowly turned her gaze to the man beside her, saying faintly, “She is indeed a bit too arrogant, easily disliked. What do you think, Young Master Ming Yue?”

Jiang Ming Yue didn’t respond. His deep, dark eyes didn’t have the slightest ripple, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

Ye Xi Feng looked at him for a good while but didn’t receive a single glance. She wasn’t angry and waved her hand to signal the competition to continue.

With the previous lesson, the people who went on stage later didn’t dare to have the slightest underestimation. However, no matter how cautious they were, they still couldn’t beat the opponent. Moreover, the woman’s attacks became more and more brutal, even directly breaking someone’s arm, extremely cruel.

Lin Luo Sheng was the second to last to go on stage, and the last one was that man in black. Seeing the previous few being beaten to a pulp or death, he still didn’t forfeit!

Watching the youth go on stage, Shen Yao Xing’s brows furrowed tightly, “This idiot…”

She didn’t think that brutal woman was someone who would show mercy. Going up like this was certain death.

“This little young master truly has courage.” Meng Xin Yi sighed beside her. It was a pity for such a small youth. She had still wanted to tease him.

When that petite figure stepped on stage, the clamor was unprecedentedly loud, accompanied by shouts of “tear him apart” resounding through the sky.

Xiong Jin Yi looked at the little boy not even up to her chest with interest, crossing her arms with a ferocious smile, seemingly intending to let him make the first move.

Lin Luo Sheng pursed his lips, his hands tightly gripping the long whip, his eyes large and spirited, like those ignorant children who didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth. As soon as the competition began, he swung the long whip towards the woman. He thought she would dodge, but unexpectedly, that person stood there motionless, as if that whip wasn’t even enough to tickle her.

Xiong Jin Yi twisted her neck and raised her hand to beckon him with her finger.

This action was full of provocation and nonchalance. A sense of humiliation surged into Lin Luo Sheng’s heart. He bit his pink lips, his hands gripping the whip even tighter. He exerted force again to lash at the woman. The woman still didn’t dodge, allowing the whip to fall on her body without any harm.

Lin Luo Sheng’s feet moved slightly, and the whip suddenly changed direction, fiercely lashing towards the woman’s eyes. Just as the whip was about to hit, the woman tilted her head back, and the whip lashed across her face.

The strength of the two was worlds apart, like a sturdy bear toying with a cat. No matter how the cat bared its claws, it couldn’t harm the opponent in the slightest. Finally, the woman seemed to have had enough fun. She loosened her neck and slowly walked towards the boy.

Lin Luo Sheng swallowed, already feeling a bit frightened. The whip lashing at the woman was all in vain. At this moment, he clearly realized the gap in strength.

The black shadow was right above his head. Lin Luo Sheng dazedly looked up and saw the woman who had walked up to him looking down at him expressionlessly. Her hand clenched into a fist and slowly raised. At this moment, Lin Luo Sheng saw extremely clearly the bloodstains remaining on her clothes and fists, which belonged to the previous people…

“Dodge!”

A shout woke him up. Lin Luo Sheng’s pupils trembled, and his petite body suddenly rolled to the left to avoid. He gasped for breath and looked back, seeing the woman’s leg sweeping horizontally. He quickly laid flat on the ground and dodged a heavy stomp with another roll.

Being petite also had its advantages. Lin Luo Sheng was obviously more agile than the previous few people, actually dodging several of the woman’s heavy punches. The crowd below was still cheering, betting on how many more moves the boy could dodge.

Xiong Jin Yi glared at the disheveled boy, her eyes already showing some impatience.

“Hey! Jump off the arena!” Shen Yao Xing stood on the tree, her hands cupped around her mouth, shouting at the boy. However, before her voice reached the boy’s ears, it was already drowned out by the cheering.

“It’s useless.” Meng Xin Yi said indifferently beside her, “Even if he’s willing to forfeit, do you think that woman will let him off so easily?”

“Xiong Jin Yi is known for her brutality in the jianghu. Once you engage with her, you either end up crippled, dead, or victorious over her. There’s no other path to choose.”

Then isn’t that little boy doomed?

Shen Yao Xing’s fingers tightly grasped the tree trunk, a sense of anxiety in her heart. They were at least acquaintances. She couldn’t just watch him die like this, right?

She turned her gaze to the arena. At this moment, Lin Luo Sheng was already somewhat exhausted. Sweat rolled down his pale little face. The woman’s incoming fist could no longer be dodged and heavily smashed onto his left shoulder.

The shoulder felt as if it had shattered. Lin Luo Sheng’s eyes immediately reddened from the pain. He collapsed to the ground. The cheers in his ears seemed to come from the edge of the sky. His vision gradually blurred. In the moment before he passed out, he saw the big foot about to land on his face.

He was done for…

Although he still had some unwillingness…

Father…

Sorry.

The unconscious Lin Luo Sheng didn’t know that just as that foot was about to crush his head, a figure shot like an arrow and fiercely kicked the woman in the stomach.

A muffled “thud” resounded.

Xiong Jin Yi was shaken by the impact and retreated several steps before stopping. She placed her hand on her aching stomach and looked at the newcomer with a dark face.

The spectators below were also shocked. They widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at the person who had inexplicably appeared on the stage, not understanding what was happening.

“This… How did an extra person get on the stage?”

“Wh-When did she go up?”

“So fast… I saw it! She just rushed up from behind us!” Someone excitedly pointed behind them.

Compared to the various speculations of the spectators, Jiang Ming Yue, who was far up in the high building, slightly tightened his hand on the armrest when he saw the girl appearing on the stage. He narrowed his eyes to observe that figure, and when he saw the small piece of cloth under the girl’s eye, the dark light in his black eyes gradually deepened.

“Hey, are you dead?!” Shen Yao Xing didn’t know the thoughts of those people. She tugged at the boy’s collar with one hand and patted his pale face with the other.

Seeing the boy’s eyes tightly closed, she gritted her teeth and carefully picked him up. Never mind, she had to leave here first and talk later.

She had just stood up when Shen Yao Xing felt the approaching brutality behind her. She leaped back while holding the person, dodging the woman’s iron fist that came with airflow. The flying iron fist hit empty air and landed on the ground, stirring up a cloud of crushed stones.

Shen Yao Xing glanced at it, her teeth aching. Was that a human fist? It was a demolition machine!

At this moment, Xiong Jin Yi’s eyes were already red. She reached back with her hand, grasping the giant axe on her back, and shouted loudly. With a few big strides, she chopped towards the girl. Shen Yao Xing didn’t want to waste more time with her. She nimbly leaped to the side, intending to jump out of the arena.

“Trying to run?” Xiong Jin Yi grinned ferociously. Her arm muscles bulged as she spun around and forcefully slashed towards the girl. Visible airflow rushed straight towards the girl’s brow.

Countless f*cks ran through Shen Yao Xing’s mind.

“Throw the person to me!” A familiar voice rang out from the crowd. Shen Yao Xing threw the person in her arms without hesitation and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Seeing the woman charging at her with a murderous aura, Shen Yao Xing raised her hand, “Wait!”

Calling for a stop was useless. The giant axe was as fast as the wind, smashing the arena beside her. Shen Yao Xing narrowed her eyes, channeled her internal energy, and swept her leg. The vast internal force rushed towards the woman’s waist and abdomen. The sturdy body flew back and fell to the ground, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.

Xiong Jin Yi held her abdomen, looking at the girl in disbelief, as if she didn’t expect such internal strength at this age.

Shen Yao Xing straightened her body and moved her foot. She felt like she had just kicked a stone, truly hard.

“No need to fight anymore. You’ve already won.” She said.

As if humiliated, Xiong Jin Yi’s face turned ferocious, and a strong murderous aura burst out from her body. She struck the ground with her palm and leaped up from the ground, raising the giant axe high and using all her internal energy to strike at the girl’s vital point. Unexpectedly, the girl leaped forward, also charging at her.

So fast!

Xiong Jin Yi’s eyes suddenly widened. By the time she reacted, the girl’s face was already right in front of her eyes. She saw the girl’s hand clenched into a fist, carrying a shocking pressure, and fiercely smashed into her waist and abdomen.

“Poof!” The sturdy body flew to the edge of the arena before stopping. Xiong Jin Yi vomited a mouthful of blood, supporting herself on the ground, her pupils slightly scattered.

At this moment, the originally noisy spectator stands fell silent. It took a good while before someone stammered out.

“L-Lost?”

The one known as the most brutal in the jianghu, Xiong Jin Yi, lost, and she lost so easily to a little girl. Everyone looked at each other, unable to react for a long time.

Ye Xi Feng’s smile deepened on the loft, finding the scene quite interesting, “Who is this girl? How have I never seen her before?”

The middle-aged woman standing behind her wiped the sweat from her forehead and bowed slightly, respectfully saying, “In response to the young leader’s question, this subordinate also doesn’t know.”

“She’s not a contestant either. Should we…”

Ye Xi Feng waved her hand, her eyes full of interest, “Since she’s already standing on that arena, of course, she counts as a contestant.”

“This subordinate understands.”

On the other side, Shen Yao Xing was about to step off the arena when a big sister who had flown onto the stage grabbed her arm. She glared at her in confusion, “Big sister, what are you doing?”

“Since the lady has won the match, she must compete with the next contestant. Only after the competition can she leave the arena.”

“……”

I’m just a f*cking passerby!