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!
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