By the ti the proprietress Su ina rushed over after hearing the news, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the sight before her.
"Stop, stop, stop! Hua Xiaomo! How could you beat up our esteed Master Yin?" Su ina scolded.
"He was asking for it. It would have been a waste not to hit him! And he definitely deserved it! Simple as that!" Hua Xiaomo snorted coldly, her arms folded across her chest. She turned to Wen Yajun, the security guard standing beside her, with a roguish smile. "Anyone who dares to bully my people will get a taste of what I can do!"
Wen Yajun felt a warmth in his heart, and his eyes softened inexplicably at her words. Xiao Mo...
"Sister Su, I’m heading to the stage now. You deal with this kid!" said Hua Xiaomo, and she quickly walked out of the backstage area and onto the arena.
Facing a new opponent, a fresh round of brutal gauntlet matches began.
This ti, Hua Xiaomo stord through ten matches in a row...
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! She kicked her opponents out of the arena ti and again with force!
WOWZA—
The entire venue erupted.
This was only her second appearance at the Emma Show Field, yet she had already achieved an impressive twenty consecutive victories.
True, there had been a two-day break, and according to the rules, her winning streak would reset.
Yet, no one could shake the status of the Magic Fantasy Goddess. She was like an undefeated evergreen, always managing to turn defeat into victory when in danger, reverse the tide amidst a flurry of fists, and convincingly crush all opposition!
Naturally, she won another Gold Card worth a million!
It was now deep into the night, past midnight.
But whether it was the people in the stands or the wealthy patrons in the private boxes, everyone was still thoroughly engrossed.
Hua Xiaomo had arrived early this ti. After ten rounds, everyone wondered if she would rest and fight again another day, creating suspense among the onlookers!
"Fight on! Fight on! Fight on!!"
"Goddess is invincible!"
"Goddess is invincible!!"
Wave after wave of these chants washed over the crowd.
Standing in the arena, Hua Xiaomo was surrounded by cacophonous voices, yet her world was eerily silent. Conversely, her blood was boiling, almost uncontrollably...
Should I stop, or not? Continue... Can I actually go on?
Below the stage, Ye Xiangxue watched the figure above, her palms sweaty from gripping them so tightly. She couldn’t help but grab Wen Yajun’s arm, urging excitedly, "Quick, tell her to get down! Call her down!"
Wen Yajun’s voice caught in his throat as he looked at the figure on the stage, overco with an urge to fight in her place.
"Xiao Mo, co down!" Finally, Wen Yajun shouted again.
Nearby, a man and a woman watched the person calling for Hua Xiaomo to co down. Proprietress Su ina curled her red lips disdainfully. "Wanting to leave the stage just as the night is getting started? That doesn’t sound like soone eager to make money!"
The cheers for Hua Xiaomo were only getting louder. If she were to stop now, wouldn’t that be a huge disappointnt? Besides, Su ina wanted Hua Xiaomo to earn even more money for her...
Only by pleasing those wealthy patrons could she earn even more...
"She’ll definitely be tempted by a large sum of money. Sister Su, why don’t we let the wealthy patrons bid to set up matches? How about a bidding ga for fights?" Dong Feiyu suggested coolly from the side, a chillingly charming smile on his delicate, handso face.
Hua Xiaomo, it doesn’t matter that you look down on . I want to see how you die on this stage today!
A venomous glint, dark and subtly alluring, lurked deep in Dong Feiyu’s narrow eyes.
"’Bidding for fights?’" Su ina’s interest was indeed piqued. "Not a bad idea. Worth a try!"
Quickly, before Hua Xiaomo could decide whether to continue, Su ina had her take a short break offstage. Then, Su ina rapidly changed the rules for the subsequent matches.
The main broadcast announced that the wealthy attendees present could bid for matches involving Hua Xiaomo.
This imdiately stirred up even more enthusiasm, and the bids were driven up repeatedly.
Finally, a wealthy man surnad Zhang made an offer: if the Magic Fantasy Goddess fought for ten more rounds, he would give a reward of fifty million!
Of course, he had one condition: it had to be two-on-one for all ten rounds. However, if she failed to last all ten rounds, the reward would be forfeited.
The condition was quite tempting, but equally rciless and ruthless.
Backstage, Su ina was earnestly trying to persuade Hua Xiaomo.
"Fifty million, Miss Hua! That’s an astronomical sum. If you can just hold out for ten more rounds, you’ll be transford into a rich woman! You must consider this carefully!" Su ina said gravely.
"Sister Su, Xiao Mo is already exhausted! How can you ask her to fight again? Didn’t you yourself say there’s no point having money if you’re not alive to spend it?" Ye Xiangxue couldn’t stop her eyes from reddening.
Looking at the silent girl on the chair, how could she possibly continue? Her facial injuries weren’t very visible, but who could see the deep-seated damage?
"Shut up! This is no place for you to speak!" the young man Dong Feiyu suddenly snapped.
This perfect opportunity to ensure her death must not be missed! Hua Xiaomo, you can’t possibly win ten rounds against two opponents! Hmph! Today, I’ll watch you die! That disdainful, mocking look in her eyes... it’s like a thorn in my heart, pricking , making so uncomfortable! Perhaps only her death will bring peace. Only then can I savor the sweet taste of revenge!
"Miss Hua, what are your thoughts? Aren’t you in need of money? An opportunity like this doesn’t co by for everyone..." Su ina continued to press, trying to sway her.
Suddenly, another voice interjected, "Stop pressuring her! She won’t fight! Xiao Mo, let’s go! Let’s leave here now!!"
With that, Wen Yajun barged in from the doorway. He grabbed Hua Xiaomo, who was sitting on the chair, and started to pull her away.
A flicker of emotion crossed Hua Xiaomo’s otherwise calm face. "Ya Jun... let go."
Wen Yajun froze, montarily speechless.
Then he heard her say, "...I’ve decided to continue."
At her words, Su ina and Dong Feiyu exchanged a knowing smile. They would get a hefty cut of this fifty million reward too! Of course, Hua Xiaomo had to win for that to happen.
"You’re insane, Hua Xiaomo!" Wen Yajun couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
"I’m not insane. I’m perfectly lucid." A smile suddenly touched Hua Xiaomo’s serene face. She patted his shoulder. "I’ll still have to trouble you to take ho afterward."
With that said, Hua Xiaomo quickly brushed past him...
Wen Yajun quickly grabbed her arm, turning to face her, his eyes filled with anguish. "Why push yourself so hard... Xiao Mo, I’m begging you, please don’t fight, alright? If sothing happens to you, what about your mother?"
"...Don’t worry, I’ll be fine." Hua Xiaomo lowered her gaze, a faint, beautiful smile playing on her lips.
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