“Yunxi, don’t worry.
There is absolutely no way Su Cha can beat Mo Ze,” Hu Luoluo said, standing beside Yunxi to comfort her.
Although Yunxi also knew Mo Ze couldn’t possibly lose, she still couldn’t stop her brows from furrowing.
She wondered when Su Cha had become this strong.
Even without being able to transform into her beast form, the girl could easily defeat a Fourth-tier Beastman and even hold her own against Mo Ze.
Yunxi prided herself on having excellent talent, already an elite among females, yet she had to admit she lacked this kind of ability.
Whether today’s match ended in a win or a loss, she had already lost.
Be it in looks or combat prowess, Yunxi was completely outmatched by someone she had previously defeated.
Why had things turned out this way?
The white tiger’s figure was massive.
At a single glance, the difference in their physical size was an insurmountable gap.
The higher a Beastman’s rank, the larger their beast form would be.
A Fifth-rank Beastman could even expertly channel their combat power into specific parts of their body to form a stronger offense.
Su Cha was already panting slightly.
To save energy, she had ended the first two matches as quickly as possible.
However, Mo Ze’s speed and agility were on par with hers—he was even subtly overpowering her.
Seeing that her left hand was a step too slow and about to suffer another heavy blow, Su Cha prepared to abandon her defense and counterattack directly.
Suddenly, the white tiger’s massive body dodged to the side.
The built-up anger in Su Cha’s eyes caused her to knit her brows tightly, and she unexpectedly retracted her highly lethal bone knife to the inner side of her arm.
Using her momentum to roll away, she spat out in frustration, “Next time, this knife will take your life.”
“Mo Ze, what are you doing?
This is a competition.
This isn’t the time to show mercy!” Hu Luoluo shouted in dissatisfaction.
If Su Cha hadn’t pulled her punch, Mo Ze would have been severely injured by now.
Mo Ze stared intently at the female before him, the look in his eyes turning serious once more.
“ROAR ROAR!”
Though she didn’t understand that he was telling her he wouldn’t hold back next time, Su Cha clearly saw the fierce glint in the tiger’s eyes.
It was as if she had returned to her days of military training—fearing no hardship and forging ahead bravely.
Once on the battlefield, one had to go all out and fight to the bitter end.
After all, losing even once would cost a life.
And this time, she wouldn’t lose either.
As a massive paw swiped past, Su Cha’s long black hair scattered in the wind.
Wherever the pale green light grazed, her hair was severed instantly.
Half of her beautiful locks, along with strips of cloth, drifted to the ground like falling autumn leaves.
But Su Cha couldn’t care less; she executed a highly difficult mid-air spin to dodge Mo Ze’s follow-up attack.
Panting heavily, the blood from the corner of her mouth dripped onto the ground, blossoming into alluring flowers of crimson.
Blood flowed down her left arm to her fingertips, eventually pooling and spreading on the dirt.
Looking thoroughly battered, Su Cha propped herself up with her right hand.
A smile as radiant as a rainbow after the rain bloomed on her bloodstained face—three parts beautiful, seven parts wicked.
She slowly stood up.
The breeze fluttered her severed, slightly messy hair.
Even though she was drenched in blood and in a sorry state, to many in the crowd at that moment, she possessed a breathtaking, peerless beauty.
The young girl’s soft voice echoed like a clear mountain spring.
“You’ve lost.”
The massive white tiger, now stained with blood, climbed up from the ground.
Upon shifting back into his human form, his complexion was incredibly pale.
The spot where he now stood was completely outside the designated boundaries of the arena.
The scene fell dead silent.
It remained that way until the Clan Leader finally spoke up again.
“I declare Su Cha the winner.”
No one dared to mock the petite figure in the arena anymore.
Whether female or male, everyone gazed at her with the awe reserved for the strong.
Mo Ze walked up behind Yunxi and said dejectedly, “I’m sorry, Xi’er.”
Suppressing the disappointment in her heart, Yunxi adjusted her facial expression and hugged Mo Ze.
She patted his back gently and said, “It’s okay.
I didn’t expect Su Cha to be this strong either.”
Cang Yuan stood quietly at the back of the crowd, a hint of a smile entering his deep, starry eyes.
“Apologize,” someone spoke up.
“Apologize!
Apologize!” many others echoed.
The previous apathy was completely gone, replaced only by a surging tide of emotion sparked by the intense battle.
The shock on Yu Yue’er and Hu Luoluo’s faces was replaced by endless humiliation.
How was this possible?
How could Su Cha possibly defeat even Mo Ze?!
“Impossible.
You must have used some other tricks!” Yu Yue’er shook her head in panic.
While the two of them were still in shock, Yunxi magnanimously held Mo Ze’s hand and stepped forward.
She gave a standard ninety-degree bow, her voice gentle yet neither haughty nor humble.
She didn’t show the slightest hint of a loser’s dejection.
“I’m sorry.”
As her hair slipped aside, Su Cha clearly saw a silver-white tiger beast seal on her neck—the companion mark that males in the beast world could only form once in their entire lives.
Su Cha let out a soft hum through her nose.
“The female lead really lives up to her title,” she thought.
Even after losing, Yunxi still maintained her perfect persona.
Su Cha didn’t know if it was due to a protagonist’s aura, or if she was just too good at pretending.
As Yunxi led Mo Ze away, Su Cha turned her gaze toward the other two.
Ultimately, under the stern gazes of the Clan Leader and the Witch Doctor, Yu Yue’er and Hu Luoluo reluctantly stepped forward and apologized to Su Cha.
Su Cha flashed them a smug smile.
“Remember the wager you promised.”
Her words instantly caused the two females to lose their composure.
They glared at her with looks so venomous they seemed laced with poison.
Just then, unable to sustain her severely overdrawn body any longer, Su Cha collapsed straight to the ground.
“Su Cha!” cried out Yang Ying, who had been keeping a close eye on the situation from the sidelines.
Mu Beichen reached out to catch her, but his hand was swatted away by another pair of hands.
Looking up, he met Cang Yuan’s Cui-green eyes, and an invisible hostility spread between the two men.
“Cang Yuan, your leg is injured.
Let me do it.
Su Cha specifically asked me to take her home,” Yang Ying interrupted their staredown meekly.
In the end, Su Cha was carried back to her room on Yang Ying’s back.
Mu Beichen was shut out by Cang Yuan, leaving him cursing at the closed door.
Yang Ying used warm water to wipe the blood off Su Cha.
Her male companion had gone to fetch the Witch Doctor, but the Witch Doctor politely declined, claiming she needed to treat Hu Xu and Mo Ze.
However, Yang Ying and her male companion both knew that today’s events had offended the old healer.
“Su Cha said not to worry, and that she’ll wake up after getting some rest,” Yang Ying repeated Su Cha’s instructions to Cang Yuan before leaving.
Cang Yuan didn’t enter Su Cha’s room, but her door remained wide open, allowing him to clearly sense the female’s faint breathing.
When Su Cha woke up again, it was already the third day.
She rubbed her still-aching head.
The side effects of the strengthening needle would leave her entire body feeling weak for the next few days.
However, if she hadn’t forcefully overdrawn her physical potential, she likely wouldn’t have stood a chance of winning against Mo Ze.
Her hand was completely fractured this time.
It takes a hundred days for broken bones to heal; no matter how good her medical skills were, she wouldn’t be able to use her hands for at least a month.
“You’re awake.” A cold voice rang out from outside the door.
“I made some porridge.
Do you want some?”
Su Cha nodded.
Having not eaten for two days, she was indeed quite hungry.
She looked strangely at Cang Yuan, who was standing outside the door.
She was injured and didn’t have the strength to get out of bed, yet he expected her to go out and eat by herself?
“Could you bring it over to me?” Su Cha tilted her head and blinked.
Only then did Cang Yuan carry the porridge in and hand it to her.
There was some minced meat added to today’s porridge, and its warmth indicated it had been freshly cooked.
“I wasn’t allowed into this room before,” he said.
“Hmm?” Su Cha lifted her head from the piping hot bowl.
Cang Yuan stood to the side, quietly watching her take small bites of the porridge.
His expressionless face made it seem as though he hadn’t been the one who just spoke.
It took Su Cha’s brain a moment to reboot before she realized it was the original owner of her body who had said that.
Su Cha lowered her head to eat again, but her muffled voice was loud enough for a beastman with sharp senses like Cang Yuan to hear clearly.
“You don’t need to take what I said before seriously.
This is your home.”
She was eating his food and living in his house; she couldn’t be so tyrannical as to ban him from entering her room.
Cang Yuan seemed to give a response, but Su Cha was too focused on filling her stomach to hear it clearly.