C88 Part2

Translated by An Edited by An

Because there were only 23 matches in this round, all of them were held in the large arena. The audience in the smaller arenas could only watch the live broadcast on the crystal screens.

The match between Yang QiQi and No. 118, Female Warrior ZhuZhu, was arranged as the first match in arena No. 3.

Female Warrior ZhuZhu was quite tall and sturdy, her behavior was very nice. She didn’t seem very nervous when facing Yang QiQi; rather, she was very relaxed. It might also be because she was able to enter the third round and fulfill the wishes of her Saintess Hall, thereby not being under too much pressure.

Although the fire attribute was the nemesis of the wood attribute, Female Warrior ZhuZhu completely let go and her performance still surpassed everyone’s expectations. However, she was facing Yang QiQi after all. When a little dark horse met the real super dark horse, the outcome was preordained.

“I’ve lost.” Yang QiQi’s knee was firmly pressing on her back while one of her arms was clamped and twisted behind her body. Female Warrior ZhuZhu, who had completely lost the ability to resist, was not fearful. She wiped the sweat on her face with her only movable hand and admitted defeat.

Aiyo , she had done her best anyway. She didn’t necessarily have to be knocked unconscious and carried off the arena. There was nothing disgraceful in acknowledging her loss, unlike some cowardly ones, of course.

This time, the intelligent referee was awfully sharp and quickly detected the word ‘lost’ that she spat out, declaring in a mechanical voice that the winner of this match was participant No. 156, Han City’s Yang QiQi.

Yang QiQi let go of her restraint and kindly reached out to help her up.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s fine, I have thick flesh.” ZhuZhu shook the arm that was twisted by Yang QiQi and grinned at her, saying: “Exchanging blows with an expert is so different ah, I was delighted!”

The few male beastmen from QiaoYa City, except for the two who fought against Xiang BuChen and got sprained, only suffered some light injuries. As a result, the two teams separated and left the arena on a relatively friendly note.

A great majority of the beastmen in the audience’s area was from Han City, so undoubtedly, they were proud of the triumphant return of their city’s representative. The various kinds of colorful banners and flags that had been prepared long ago were put to use again. In order to express her gratitude, Yang QiQi bowed in their direction again after returning to her seat.

“Drink a cup of water.”

She looked at the cup that was extended before her, and followed the slender, clean hand to its owner’s face and was a little surprised. It was actually Xu who had considerately handed her the cup of water. She took It from him and drank a few sips before putting it on the table.

“Thank you.” She had never shied away from receiving other people’s good intentions.

“You’re welcome.” He was straightforward in his tone, but his rhythmic words had an implicit charm of solemnity.

Yang QiQi glanced at the crystal screen, no longer paying attention to him. She discovered that during her match, Cang City’s Female Warrior YueDu also went for the fight and without a doubt, crushed her opponent.

Tu Jin and Yang QiQi focused their attention on the arena, but Ling Yue and Xiang BuChen both noticed the cup that Yang QiQi had casually placed on the table. A simple cylindrical body with a light blue metal covering… This cup also had a complementary lid of the same color. At present, a certain person’s fingertips were fiddling with that lid.

As if they had planned it earlier, Ling Yue and Xiang BuChen looked at Xu at the same time.

Xu was obsessed with cleanliness. He did not like to have physical contact with people nor did he like others touching his things. For instance, this cup of his had always been in his pocket. Now, it was handed to Yang QiQi so overtly. Could this be… considered an indication?

Ling Yue’s eyes flashed as he also looked at the crystal screen.

How many Guardian Beasts Yang QiQi was going to accept or which male beastmen she would accept, was not up to him to decide. And all he could do was turn himself into one of them.

The corners of Xiang BuChen’s lips rose slowly; he looked at Xu with a smile that was yet not a smile.

Xu glanced back at him, leaned over, and took the cup back into his hand before taking a sip indifferently. The place where his lips touched was exactly where Yang QiQi’s lips touched when she drank the water.

“How pitiful.” Xiang BuChen stated in a whisper.

Truly pitiful ah. He couldn’t get close to the real person so he had come up with such a method to quench his thirst. How eager this male beast must be, tsk tsk, he turned into a perverted from pressing himself for a long time. Xiang BuChen disapproved in his heart. If one likes something, they should go and fight for it. He couldn’t surmise how ‘reserved’ this strong male from a red-ranked Saintess Hall could be. Xu looked at him blankly and concentrated on drinking water again.

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