Chapter 1111: Chapter 1102: The Price of Life
Even the muscles on his face didn’t move a bit, which made Qianxi want to ask what exactly this man nad Razor had been through. But just as Qianxi was about to speak, the man increased the force in his hand, and with the sudden pressure, Qianxi couldn’t utter a word.
But Qianxi’s other hand tightly gripped the man’s wrist, preventing him from exerting too much force. Thus, the initially one-sided situation turned into a power struggle. However, the situation was still more favorable to the man because, if his strength didn’t match Qianxi’s, he could just let her go, but on the contrary, Qianxi would pay with her life.
The people on stage shouted to the man, “Let go of my goddess!” Waves of shouts ca one after another, but the man still couldn’t hear anything being said on stage. The grip remained as strong as before. “Razor has pinned down the warrior girl, but she’s struggling with all her might. Will either loosen their grip?
The comntator continued with a professional tone, after all, he had seen too much, and a beauty wasn’t enough to sway him. “Damn, is he even human? The opponent is a beauty!” Soone in the audience suddenly complained, and soon many others started to complain about the man.
Knowing that shouting at the man wouldn’t help, they discussed among themselves. At this mont, Xiao Yifei was most worried about Qianxi, wondering how he would explain to Liu Rui if sothing happened to her. Thinking of this, Xiao Yifei’s fists clenched tightly, and if you looked closely, you could see his nails digging deep into his flesh.
As ti passed, the two on stage remained locked in a stalemate. However, anyone with a bit of awareness knew that the warrior girl was likely to fall on stage soon. Qianxi’s expression showed increasing pain, as if she might pass out from lack of oxygen due to the man’s arm at any mont.
Finally, one erged victorious. Qianxi’s hand slowly released the man’s arm, but he continued applying force to his arm as before! Everyone sighed at this mont, feeling regret for Qianxi’s release.
The comntator also sighed, “Alas, it seems our warrior girl cannot withstand Razor after all.”
However, what they didn’t see was that after Qianxi let go, instead of doing nothing, she brought her hand around to the back of her neck and pulled hard. Yes, Qianxi was now pulling out the silver needle that Xiao Yifei had inserted into her body.
As the silver needle was withdrawn, Qianxi felt a warm current flowing through her limbs, even alleviating the sense of suffocation at her neck. Surprised at the changes within her body on one hand, she again placed her hand on the man’s arm.
The crowd, witnessing this scene, hadn’t recovered from the earlier sighs and only after so ti erupted in cheers. The comntator, stunned for quite a while, finally said, “No, the warrior girl hasn’t given up. She’s fighting Razor once more.”
“But can the warrior girl, who couldn’t previously defeat Razor, succeed this ti?” The comntator was clearly excited. Qianxi’s eyes were now full of determination, and she infused most of her True Qi into the hand gripping the man’s arm. With a shout, she pried the man’s arm away in an instant.
“My God, she succeeded! The warrior girl broke free from Razor’s hold, oh, how thrilling!” the comntator shouted excitedly. The crowd celebrated Qianxi, and Xiao Yifei finally released his tightly clenched fists with relief, but Ren Tianye reacted differently.
Ren Tianye’s face turned dark upon seeing this, upset by Qianxi’s reversal. But Qianxi was not finished; her hold on the man’s arm remained strong until she pinned it behind his back, resembling a scene of police catching a thief. Qianxi was like the cop in this scenario.
The reversal ignited the crowd, including the comntator, “Wow, the warrior girl has subdued Razor, unbelievable!” The comntator was hoarse but still shouted loudly.
It wasn’t just others who found it incredible; Qianxi herself felt amazed. When she withdrew the silver needle, she felt her True Qi surge, and her strength rapidly increased. However, Qianxi’s previous strength could have defeated the man, but it was ineffective; no matter how powerful, she couldn’t deal with him.
So, this ti Qianxi learned not to attack the man but to restrain him. In doing so, the man had no way to counter her. However, if this went on, Qianxi would still lose the match, because the power-boosting thod must have a ti limit. Otherwise, who could defeat Qianxi if she remained in this state?
Thus, while holding the man, she kept elbowing his abdon or back, but it was useless; the man was still unresponsive, seemingly leaving no choice but to twist his neck, Qianxi thought, sighing helplessly as this was sothing she did not initially intend to do.
But the situation forced her hand; only by killing the man could Qianxi survive.
At this mont, the crowd only saw her slowly place her right hand on the man’s neck, indicating a murderous intent. Her other hand still firmly held the man’s arm, preventing any movent. Despite the female warrior’s intent to kill, the audience wasn’t afraid; in fact, it was visually striking.
This is what you call a fem fatale. So, everyone watched with bated breath, waiting for the mont Qianxi broke the man’s neck. Originally, Qianxi thought the man rely had no pain sense, but when she put her hand on his neck, she realized this scar-faced man lacked any sense of danger.
The man remained expressionless, not reacting even as Qianxi started to apply pressure. If it were an ordinary person, they would certainly have started to struggle. Qianxi frowned and simply increased the force in her hand.
As ti ticked away, the previous crowd cheers were replaced with boredom with the pair’s stalemate. Qianxi felt the sa; despite using a lot of force, the man before her had not fallen.
Could it be he doesn’t need to breathe? A wild thought crossed her mind, but she quickly dismissed it, as she could sense slight movent in his neck, but why hadn’t he stopped breathing?
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