“Bite her to death! Bite her to death!” At the Beast Arena, the cheering shook the heavens.
Her entire body was in unbearable pain, and the chaotic din beside her was giving Gu Qingyun a splitting headache. She opened her eyes impatiently, only to find a bloody maw dripping foul-smelling saliva right before her.
Damn! What was going on? Wasn’t she at the Y-Country Museum? Where had this monster come from?
Gu Qingyun’s heart lurched. She hurriedly rolled several times to the side, then pushed herself off the ground and leaped up.
“Roar!” A two-meter-tall sword tiger slammed toward her like a small mountain.
Gu Qingyun swiftly dodged to the side. From the corner of her eye, she spotted the broken blade on the ground, and her eyes lit up.
The sword tiger, enraged after missing, glared furiously. It dug its hind feet into the ground and pounced at her with tremendous speed.
“Charge over there! Tear her body apart and bite through her neck!” Deafening shouts came from all directions.
A bloodthirsty chill flashed through Gu Qingyun’s eyes. Gripping the broken blade, she advanced instead of retreating. Just before colliding with the sword tiger, her body suddenly bent backward and passed beneath it. At the same time, she raised the broken blade high. With a ripping sound, the blade slashed across the sword tiger’s belly, leaving only a shallow wound.
She could not help frowning. Now behind the sword tiger, she did not pause for even an instant. Turning around, she seized its thick tail and easily leaped onto its back.
That tiny hunting prey actually dared to step onto its back. Damn it!
The sword tiger went berserk and lashed at her with its whip-like tail.
The wind howled as the tail carried a powerful gust.
Gu Qingyun dodged aside, then immediately sprinted to the sword tiger’s back of the neck. Drawing back her arm as if pulling a bowstring, she brought the blade down. The broken blade viciously plunged into the sword tiger’s eye.
“Awooo!” The sword tiger let out a miserable howl. It raised its tiger claw, gleaming with a cold, sinister light, and raked it toward Gu Qingyun.
After landing her strike, Gu Qingyun leaped backward. The dagger shot from her palm like a falling star and sank deeply into the sword tiger’s furious, wide-open bloody maw.
Bang!
The enormous body of the sword tiger crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up thick clouds of dust.
Silence!
Deathly silence!
Everyone stared at the scene before them in disbelief.
“That scrawny female slave actually killed the sword tiger? Am I seeing things?”
“Good heavens, this Little Female Slave is incredible!”
“What just happened? She was too fast! I blinked once, and the sword tiger was already down!”
Gu Qingyun stood in the center of the beast arena platform, panting heavily, with no time to make out the surrounding voices. At that moment, countless memories inexplicably appeared in her mind. The more she examined them, the uglier her expression became.
A top-tier mercenary from the Twenty-First Century had actually transmigrated into a lowly Little Female Slave struggling on the beast arena platform? If her reaction had been even slightly slower earlier, she would already have become food for the tiger.
And the bastard responsible for all this…
Gu Qingyun’s body trembled. She glared viciously toward the vip area in the stands.
“Oh, did you all see that? That Little Female Slave is glaring at us.” In the vip area, a red-clad man lounged lazily in a reclining chair, an evil, unrestrained smile in his eyes. “As a return gift, shouldn’t we arrange another match for her?”
A handsome youth with red lips and pearly teeth, leaning against the railing, immediately jumped up. “Shen Yuchun, don’t go too far!”
“Heh heh, the Heir Apparent Duan has learned to care about people? Don’t tell me you’ve taken a liking to that Little Female Slave?” Shen Yuchun sized him up and teased.
The youth addressed as the Heir Apparent Duan flushed bright red. “You—you’d better stop talking nonsense! I only… I only can’t stand seeing you treat human life so lightly.”
“Heh heh, a mere female slave isn’t even as noble as a dog in the Heir Apparent Duan’s household. Isn’t that right, Xiaoran?” Shen Yuchun turned his eyes and smiled at Zongzheng Xiaoran, who had invited them to watch the Beast Arena.
Zongzheng Xiaoran swirled his wineglass, his narrow eyes lowered slightly as the corners of his lips curved faintly. “Indeed. Then, while everyone is in high spirits, arrange another match for her.”
“Big Brother Zongzheng, how could you also…”
Before he could finish speaking, strange cries suddenly came from the surroundings.
Several noble scions looked up, only to see that the girl who had been standing perfectly well moments earlier had suddenly collapsed on the beast arena platform.
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