Beast World: A Fragile Beauty Blessed with Many Children Chapter 230 - 229: How Long Do You Think You Can Live?

However, after creating so distance, Zhi Le began weaving in a serpentine pattern. Shifting into his human form, a Thunder Rope materialized in his palm. As he ran, he snagged an Ice Blade without looking back and charged toward the ongoing battle!

Lightning coursed over the Ice Blade, successfully dispelling the spiritual power infused within it. Without anyone’s spiritual power to guide it, the Ice Blade beca Zhi Le’s own weapon, striking wherever he directed.

The Golden Lion Beastn were strong fighters. They had witnessed the Winged Dragon Clan’s thods in the arena before, so they knew they had no choice but to fight with savage desperation; there was no room for retreat.

They kept their opponents completely tied up, fighting to a standstill despite being outnumbered three to four.

Now, with Zhi Le continuously flinging Ice Blades into the fray, the attention of the Winged Dragon Clan mbers and the Bear Beastn was disrupted. A Golden Lion Beastman imdiately saw his chance and, at the cost of suffering a grave injury himself, forcefully knocked a Bear Beastman off the stage.

The Ice Elent Winged Dragon Beastman from before was so furious he snarled, "Just brilliant!" He pulled away from his own fight, preparing to personally finish off both Zhi Le and the heavily injured Golden Lion Beastman.

Seeing the Winged Dragon Beastman charge toward their kinsman, the other two Golden Lion Beastn grew frantic. Their eyes reddened with fury, and they desperately tried to go help, but they were pinned down by the other Winged Dragon and Bear Beastn. Eyes practically splitting with rage, one of them roared in despair, "Jin Can, jump off the stage! We’ll hold them here!"

Clutching his chest, his breathing faint, the Golden Lion Beastman couldn’t move an inch. He endured the feeling of his chest being torn apart from the inside, his mouth full of blood. Forcing a fearless smile, he said, "Do you have any idea who I am? Kill , and aren’t you afraid of retaliation from the Golden Lions?"

"I don’t care who you are. Life and death are decided on the stage," the Winged Dragon Beastman said, approaching slowly as he savored the Golden Lion Beastman’s false bravado and his terror of death. "Unless, of course, the three of you surrender and destroy your own Dantians. Then we might spare your pathetic lives."

"Impossible! We of the Golden Lion Clan will only be defeated in a fair fight. We will never surrender!"

"Ah, then don’t bla for not holding back," the Winged Dragon Beastman said with a smile, forming several thick ice cones in his palm. He gestured with them, as if deciding where to stab the Golden Lion Beastman.

Zhi Le maintained his steady rhythm, flinging Ice Blades one by one into the four-person lee. He was getting the hang of it, now manipulating them with two Thunder Ropes at once. A single Ice Blade had enough power to inflict minor injuries on a Level 12 Beastman, but more importantly, it was incredibly annoying. It bothered the Bear Beastman so much that he was howling in frustration as he fought. He wanted to break away and swat Zhi Le but was unable to disengage. "Hurry up and skewer that cat!" he bellowed.

The Ice Elent Winged Dragon Beastman laughed in response. "Soon. Just as soon as I’m finished with this one."

But his movents remained unhurried. He was thoroughly enjoying the sight of others consud by fear and scrambling in panic at his whims. Turning his head, he sent another wave of Ice Blades at Zhi Le, these ones much faster and more powerful than before.

Zhi Le’s eyes narrowed. ’This is what I was waiting for!’ Although he hadn’t manifested his two doppelgangers, they could still use their superpowers in tandem with his. As a result, the two Ice Blades he was controlling beca six! He also pushed his own speed to the absolute maximum, effectively doubling his output.

The Bear Beastman grew even more agitated. The Golden Lion Beastman fighting him found an opening and struck his Dantian, causing his energy to seize up. Having lost the initiative, he was now being relentlessly pursued and attacked by the Golden Lion Beastman, scrambling frantically to defend himself.

Zhi Le imdiately focused his attention, sending all his Ice Blades flying at the Bear Beastman, working with the Golden Lion to knock him out of the match.

A cold glint flashed in the Ice Elent Winged Dragon Beastman’s eyes. He stopped dawdling. Just as the other Golden Lion Beastman—having just eliminated his own opponent—was rushing over, the Winged Dragon curled his lip and viciously plunged the ice cone in his hand downward.

The one on the verge of death, who had been tornted to the brink of madness, closed his eyes in despair. The one rushing to help was filled with grief and fury. Savoring both of their exquisite expressions at the sa ti, the Ice Elent Winged Dragon Beastman was in a wonderful mood.

However, Zhi Le, who had been circling the periphery, was now right upon them. He lashed out with his Thunder Rope, and at the exact instant the ice cone was about to plunge into Jin Can’s chest, the rope wrapped tightly around it. With a sharp tug, he yanked it back, dragging the cone’s sharp point across the Winged Dragon Beastman’s arm and carving a gash so deep the bone was visible.

The Winged Dragon Beastman hissed in pain, instinctively twisting around to hurl a volley of Ice Blades at Zhi Le.

In that brief delay, the other Golden Lion Beastman charged forward and engaged him in a fierce battle.

Jin Can had been saved. He let out a huge sigh of relief, turning to cast a grateful look at Zhi Le, who was once again skillfully maneuvering the Ice Blades. He then turned his anxious gaze to his brothers, now locked in a 2v2 battle.

With the Ice Elent Winged Dragon Beastman injured and Zhi Le providing support from the sidelines, Zhi Le and the Golden Lion Beastman coordinated their attacks again, forcing the dragon off the stage.

Now, three Golden Lion Beastn, one Winged Dragon Beastman, and Zhi Le remained on the stage, all advancing to the next round of the competition!

"Thank you, little brother," one of the Golden Lion Beastn said, coming over to clap Zhi Le on the shoulder. His expression was a mixture of excitent and lingering fear. "You are a benefactor to the Golden Lion Beast Clan. If you ever need anything in the future, just ask any one of us."

Zhi Le smiled and shook his head. "I was just being opportunistic, borrowing you brothers’ strength to snatch a spot for myself."

After they exchanged nas, the Golden Lion Beastn hurried off to get Jin Can treated for his injuries.

As the remaining Winged Dragon Beastman brushed past Zhi Le, he sneered, "How much longer do you think you’ll live? I gave you a chance to survive, and you threw it away. Heh. The courage of a fool."

Si Shuo let out a long sigh of relief. Still invisible, she leaped into Zhi Le’s arms and hugged him tight.

Zhi Le’s heart nearly stopped. If he hadn’t felt the complete lack of killing intent, and if the person in his arms hadn’t felt so soft and familiar, he would have instinctively blasted them with a bolt of lightning!

"Kitty!" he growled through clenched teeth. "Do you have any idea how dangerous that was?"

"I know, but I was sure you’d recognize !" Si Shuo said with a laugh, planting a kiss on his cheek. "My big kitty is so amazing! The way you wielded that Thunder Rope was ridiculously cool."

Zhi Le sighed helplessly and patted her on the back as if brushing away dust. "Don’t do that again. I just got off the stage. I’m still on high alert; I could have easily hurt you by accident."

Si Shuo humd in agreent, her hands already roaming all over him to check for injuries.

Zhi Le quickly stopped her wandering hands, his voice husky. "Kitty, I’m fine. I never even fought them up close. The blood on belongs to other people."

Suddenly, soone squeezed between the two of them. Xiao Cheng grinned. "Si Shuo, Brother Zile must be tired. He needs to rest and prepare for the next match. Little Ye and I will take you to watch Brother Gong You’s fight."

With that, he grabbed Si Shuo and ran off. The two of them were still invisible, so not even Xu Chi could imdiately find where they’d gone, let alone Zhi Le!

Huh?!

’That little fox, always trying to hog all the attention!!’

By the ti they arrived, Gong You was already on the stage. He stood off to the side with his arms crossed, observing the fight.

They learned from the surrounding beastn that as soon as Gong You had stepped onto the stage, so fool of a Rhino Beastman had decided to pick on him. Seeing that Gong You looked clean-cut and wasn’t built like a brute, the Rhino had tried to eliminate him first to make an example of him.

The result? Gong You pumled him with a few quick punches and kicks and sent him flying off the stage. His ferocious display made the other beastn’s skin crawl, and none of them dared to casually pick a fight with him anymore.

Si Shuo noticed that on the stage was none other than the one-horned, Peak Level 12 Big Headed Bull Beastman!

He was charging the White Wolf Beastn, his assault incredibly fierce. In a single exchange, both White Wolf Beastn were left with one or two bloody holes stabbed into their bodies.