Chapter 8

In terms of absolute power, defense was utterly useless. Accompanied by increasingly intense cheers from below the arena, the woman’s fists rained down like meteors on the already bloodied and battered person.

It’s unknown how long she pounded, only that the fat woman was now completely covered in blood, her feet still twitching slightly. The violent woman grabbed her twitching foot and slowly dragged her to the edge of the arena, leaving a trail of blood in their wake.

The violent woman glanced at the pulp beneath her feet and effortlessly tossed the person off the arena.

With a loud “thud”, blood splattered, directly hitting the spectators near the arena. Some with stronger mental fortitude disgustedly wiped off the blood spatter, gritting their teeth and wanting to curse, but upon meeting that fierce gaze, they swallowed their words.

The violent woman suddenly grinned and walked back to the center of the arena. Her already rugged face became more ferocious with this smile. She looked up at the young man on the high building, her smile widening even more, and surprisingly, she raised her hand and waved at him.

“Young Master Ming Yue!”

All eyes instantly turned to the high building.

Jiang Ming Yue sat on the grand chair, his elbow resting on the armrest, head slightly tilted, long fingers placed on his face, appearing lazy and casual yet even more enchanting. He coldly looked down at the woman, his gaze as if looking at an ant.

The violent woman’s gaze was extremely heated as she laughed arrogantly, “Today, that deerskin map will certainly 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 these words were uttered, they immediately caused an uproar, with most people mocking and ridiculing.

“This woman is far too full of herself, truly thinking she can win.”

“Heh, even if she wins, so what? Look at her appearance, it’s a wonder she has the face to say such arrogant words. Doesn’t she realize Young Master Ming Yue would never look at her?”

“Indeed, it’s laughable…”

The mockery gained momentum, with some people cursing louder and louder, as if forgetting the woman’s ferocious demeanor earlier. Fortunately, the person on the arena didn’t pay them any attention, staring intently at the young man, seemingly waiting for his answer.

“She’s quite a fierce one…” Shen Yao Xing shook her head and sighed, thinking that for someone like Jiang Ming Yue, if they were to live together, he might poison her to death one day when he’s displeased.

On the pavilion

“This Xiong Jin Ci indeed has some status in the jianghu, and her strength is extraordinary. However…” Ye Xi Feng’s smile remained unchanged as she slowly turned her gaze to the young man beside her, saying softly, “She’s indeed too arrogant, easy to dislike. What do you think, Young Master Ming Yue?”

Jiang Ming Yue didn’t respond, his deep black eyes not showing a single ripple, as if all of this had nothing to do with him.

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

With the previous lesson, those who went up to the arena afterwards didn’t dare to be the slightest bit careless. However, no matter how cautious they were, they still couldn’t defeat the opponent. Moreover, the woman’s attacks became increasingly vicious, even directly breaking someone’s arm, extremely cruel.

Lin Luo Sheng was the second to last to go up, while the last one was that man in black. Seeing the previous few being beaten to a pulp or killed, he actually still didn’t forfeit!

Watching the young man go up to the arena, Shen Yao Xing frowned tightly, “This fool…”

She didn’t think that ferocious woman was one to cherish flowers and pity jade. Going up like this was certain death.

“This young gentleman truly has courage,” Meng Xin Yi sighed beside her. It’s just a pity for such a young lad, she had wanted to tease him a bit.

When that petite figure stepped onto the arena, the uproar was louder than ever before, accompanied by shouts of “tear him apart” echoing through half the sky.

Xiong Jin Ci looked at the small young man who didn’t even reach her chest with interest, folding her arms and grinning ferociously, seemingly planning to let him make the first move.

Lin Luo Sheng pressed his lips together, tightly gripping the long whip in his hand, his eyes large and spirited, just like those children who don’t understand the ways of the world, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth. As soon as the match began, he swung the long whip towards the woman. He thought she would dodge, but unexpectedly, she stood there motionless, as if that lash wasn’t even enough to tickle her.

Xiong Jin Ci twisted her neck and raised her hand, beckoning him with her finger.

This gesture was full of provocation and indifference, a sense of humiliation surged in his heart. Lin Luo Sheng bit his pink lips, gripping the whip even tighter. He exerted force again and lashed towards the woman. She still didn’t dodge, allowing the whip to fall on her body, unharmed.

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

The strength difference between the two was like heaven and earth, like a strong bear toying with a cat. No matter how much the kitten clawed and struggled, it couldn’t harm the opponent one bit. Finally, the woman seemed to have grown bored. She loosened her neck and slowly walked towards the young man.

Lin Luo Sheng swallowed, already feeling somewhat scared. The whip kept lashing towards the woman but was all in vain. At this moment, he clearly realized the gap in strength.

The dark shadow loomed overhead. Lin Luo Sheng looked up blankly, seeing the expressionless woman towering over him, her fist slowly raising. At this moment, Lin Luo Sheng saw very clearly the blood stains remaining on her clothes and fists, from the previous two people…

“Dodge!”

A shout woke him up. Lin Luo Sheng’s pupils trembled, his petite body suddenly rolling to the left to avoid, he panted and looked back, seeing the woman’s leg sweeping horizontally, quickly lying flat on the ground, then another roll to avoid a heavy stomp.

Being small had its advantages. Lin Luo Sheng was clearly more agile than the previous few, actually dodging several of the woman’s heavy punches. The audience below was still in an uproar, betting on how many more moves the young man could dodge.

Xiong Jin Ci glanced at the disheveled young man, her eyes already showing some impatience.

“Hey! Jump off the arena!” Shen Yao Xing stood on the tree, hands cupped around her mouth, shouting at the young man. However, her voice hadn’t even reached the young man’s ears before it was drowned out by the uproar.

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

“Xiong Jin Ci is known for her brutality in the jianghu. Once you cross hands with her, you either end up crippled, dead, or you beat her. There’s no other choice.”

Doesn’t that mean the little boy is doomed?

Shen Yao Xing’s fingers tightly gripped the tree trunk, feeling a bit anxious. After all, they were acquainted. She couldn’t just watch him die like this, could she?

Turning her gaze back to the arena, Lin Luo Sheng was already somewhat exhausted. Sweat rolled down his pale little face, and he no longer had the strength to dodge the woman’s incoming fist, which heavily struck his left shoulder.

It felt as if his shoulder had shattered. The pain made Lin Luo Sheng’s eyes immediately red, and he fell to the ground. The cheering in his ears seemed to come from the far horizon, his vision gradually blurring. In the moment before he passed out, he saw the large foot about to land on his face.

He’s done for, right…

Although still a bit unwilling…

Father…

I’m sorry

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

A muffled “thud” resonated.

Xiong Jin Ci was forced to retreat several steps before stopping, her hand touching her aching stomach. With a dark face, she looked towards the newcomer.

Equally shocked were the spectators below. They incredulously widened their eyes, looking at the person who had inexplicably appeared on the arena, not understanding what had happened.

“This… how did another person appear on the arena?”

“When… when did they go up?”

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

In contrast to the spectators’ many guesses, far above on the high building, when Jiang Ming Yue saw the young woman appear on the arena, his hand resting on the armrest slightly tightened. He narrowed his eyes, examining that figure, and when he saw the small patch of cloth under the young woman’s eyes, the dark light in his black eyes deepened.

“Hey, are you dead or not!” Shen Yao Xing, unaware of those people’s thoughts, had one hand pulling the young man’s collar and the other patting his pale face.

Seeing the young man’s eyes tightly shut, she bit her lip and carefully picked him up. Never mind, let’s leave this place first.

Just as she stood up, Shen Yao Xing felt the murderous aura approaching from behind. Holding the person, she leapt back sharply, avoiding the woman’s iron fist that came with a gust of wind. The iron fist that had leapt up hit empty air and landed on the ground, kicking up a shower of stone fragments.

Shen Yao Xing looked at it with a toothache. Is this a human fist? This is a demolition machine, right!

Xiong Jin Ci’s eyes were now red. She reached back and grasped the giant axe on her back, letting out a great shout as she ran towards the young woman, chopping down. Shen Yao Xing didn’t want to waste time with her at all, nimbly leaping to the side, intending to jump out of the arena.

“Want to run?” Xiong Jin Ci grinned ferociously, her arm muscles bulging as she spun and forcefully slashed towards the young woman’s direction. A visible air current rushed straight for the young woman’s brow.

Countless curses galloped through Shen Yao Xing’s mind.

“Throw him to me!” A familiar voice rang out from the crowd. Without hesitation, Shen Yao Xing tossed the person in her arms over, diving to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Seeing the woman rushing over full of killing intent, Shen Yao Xing raised her hand: “Wait!”

The call to stop was useless. The giant axe came as fast as the wind, shattering the arena beside her. Shen Yao Xing narrowed her eyes, exerting her internal energy as she swept out her leg. Powerful internal force rushed towards the woman’s waist and abdomen, sending the sturdy body flying backward. After falling to the ground, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Xiong Jin Ci, covering her abdomen, looked at the young woman with some disbelief, seemingly not expecting someone so young to possess such internal force.

Shen Yao Xing stood up straight and moved her foot. That kick just now felt like kicking a rock, truly hard.

“No need to fight further, you’ve already won,” she said.

As if insulted, Xiong Jin Ci’s face became ferocious, her body bursting with intense killing intent. She struck the ground with her palm, suddenly leaping up from the ground, raising the giant axe high, using all her internal energy to strike at the young woman’s vital points. Unexpectedly, the young woman leapt forward, also rushing towards her.

So fast!

Xiong Jin Ci’s eyes suddenly widened. By the time she reacted, the young woman’s face was already in front of her. She saw the young woman’s fist, carrying an astonishing pressure, fiercely smash into her waist and abdomen.

“Puff” The sturdy body flew to the edge of the arena before stopping. Xiong Jin Ci spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her hands supporting her on the ground, pupils slightly scattered.

At this moment, the originally noisy spectator stand was dead silent. After a long while, someone finally stuttered out:

“Lo-lost?”

That Xiong Jin Ci, known as the most brutal in the jianghu, had lost, and so easily to a young girl at that. The crowd looked at each other, unable to react for a long time.

Ye Xi Feng’s smile deepened on the pavilion, finding this scene quite interesting: “Who is this young woman? I’ve never seen her before.”

The middle-aged woman standing behind her wiped the sweat from her forehead, bending slightly and respectfully saying: “In response to the young mistress, this servant also doesn’t know.”

“She’s also not a participant in the competition, 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 participant.”

“This servant understands.”

Meanwhile, Shen Yao Xing was about to leave the arena when she was grabbed by the arm by a big sister who had leapt onto the stage. She stared back in confusion: “Big sister, what are you doing?”

“Young lady, since you’ve won the match, you must compete with the next participant. Only after the competition is over can you leave the arena.”

“……”

I’m just here to be a bystander!