BSI Chapter 101 The Arena of Life and Death! The Mad Meng Yiran!
Chapter 101 The Arena of Life and Death! The Mad Meng Yiran!
Chapter 101 The Arena of Life and Death! The Mad Meng Yiran!
"Alright, viewers! In today's final match of the life-or-death arena, on one side is our old friend, the level 30 power-attack type battle spirit master, Blood Dragon!"
"Awooo! Awooo!"
"Blood Dragon! Blood Dragon!"
The host's impassioned introduction instantly stirred the audience's emotions. The Blood Dragon on the stage was a burly man, shirtless, with a long scar on his face that looked exceptionally terrifying.
When the host introduced his name, Blood Dragon raised his blood-red greatsword and let out a battle roar, which instantly made the audience jump up and shout his name.
"As everyone knows, Blood Dragon has already won seven life-or-death arenas, and his opponent today is a young girl participating in a life-or-death arena for the first time! Please welcome the level 30 power-attack type battle spirit master, Meng Yiran!"
The Death Arena is different from the ordinary Soul Fighting Arena. Here, injuries are the most basic occurrence, and even death is common.
Furthermore, surrender and escape are not allowed in deathmatch. Iron cages are set up around the arena to lock the contestants until one side is completely incapacitated or killed.
The spectators near this arena have much more intense tastes than those at ordinary gambling arenas; they crave the extreme thrill of bloodshed, killing, and death.
What they love most is watching the two sides fight each other in the arena, the weak being cut down, chopped up, and minced by the strong!
Now, on the deathmatch stage, a beautiful young girl like Meng Yiran has appeared, which instantly aroused the deepest beast in the audience's hearts. They couldn't help but want to see such a beautiful woman being tortured by her opponent until she knelt down and begged for mercy, and finally died in despair.
"Kill her! Kill her!"
"Blood Dragon! Blood Dragon!"
"Let's teach this little wench a lesson!"
As soon as Meng Yiran stepped onto the stage, the iron gate behind her was locked, and the audience erupted in cheers, some shouting "Kill! Kill! Kill!" and others calling out the names of Meng Yiran's opponents.
However, Meng Yiran's eyes remained as still as a stagnant pool when faced with all this, showing no emotion whatsoever.
"Hahaha! Little sister, what's gotten into you? Why did you come to this deathmatch? Did you have a fight with your family and came here in a huff? But it's okay, after I cut off your limbs, I'll take good care of you!"
When Blood Dragon heard that his opponent's soul power level was the same as his, he was immediately shocked. However, when he saw that Meng Yiran was just a slender little girl, he immediately laughed. While he was provoking her, his eyes were filled with lewdness as he looked at Meng Yiran.
After all, it was a life-or-death battle, and those who signed a death contract were not responsible for anything that happened on the arena. So, although the situation the big man described was rare, it was not unheard of.
In that situation, these crazed spectators would not feel any pity; on the contrary, it would excite them even more!
However, facing this opponent and his provocation, Meng Yiran remained expressionless at first, but her eyes grew colder with each additional word her opponent uttered.
"Oh ho? Pretty aloof, huh? I'll make you beg for mercy under me in a minute! Host, hurry up and start! I can't wait to savor this chick!"
Blood Dragon brandished his large cleaver in a fighting stance, while constantly urging the host on.
"Will Meng Yiran emerge victorious in her first match, or will Xuelong continue his winning streak and maintain his eight-game winning streak? Let's wait and see! I hereby declare the match open!"
As soon as the host gave the order, Blood Dragon instantly activated his first soul skill, transforming into a blood shadow and rushing in front of Meng Yiran. He leaped and slashed at her shoulder. Although he had been talking a lot of fun, he dared not be careless in the face of battle.
After all, on the life-or-death arena, any carelessness could cost you your life. The reason he was able to survive on the life-or-death arena for so long was not only because he stayed at level 30 and did not hunt for spirit rings, but also because of his cautious personality.
Therefore, Blood Dragon would not underestimate this girl who was of the same level as him. Even if he wanted to test the girl's body, he would have to do so after cutting off her limbs and eliminating any threat, just as he had said.
The large cleaver was almost about to land on her shoulder, but Meng Yiran remained standing there expressionless, without even summoning her martial spirit.
This led almost everyone to believe that she was frozen in fear and had forgotten to resist.
But at the last moment, Meng Yiran made a fist with both hands, and a long spear suddenly appeared in her hands. A majestic blue dragon was coiled on the surface of the spear, with its head at the very top, spitting out a blue blade that reflected a cold light.
This is Meng Yiran's evolved martial soul, the Dragon Saliva Spear!
She simply waved the Dragon Saliva Spear in front of her, and the Blood Dragon's greatsword was sliced open like tofu, even severing one of the Blood Dragon's arms in the process.
"ah--!!"
Blood Dragon fell to the ground from the air, clutching his severed arm and howling in pain. When he saw Meng Yiran approaching him with a gun again, he was so frightened that he begged for mercy repeatedly.
"Please spare me, heroine! I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise, and my grandparents need my help!"
Grandpa and Grandma?
"Hmph hmph hmph... Hahaha... Hahahaha! Ahahahaha!"
Upon hearing those two words, Meng Yiran visibly paused for a moment. Then she lowered her head, covered her eyes with one hand, and laughed. At first, she only chuckled softly, but later the sound grew louder and the laughter became more and more frantic. Finally, a few tears dripped from between her fingers.
Blood Dragon didn't know what was wrong with Meng Yiran, but this was clearly a good opportunity to launch a sneak attack. He pulled out a dagger from behind his back and stabbed it fiercely into Meng Yiran's chest.
However, Meng Yiran seemed to have anticipated this, and with a light wave of the Dragon Saliva Spear, the Blood Dragon's second arm also said goodbye to him.
Meng Yiran removed her hands from her eyes, revealing a pair of scarlet and crazed eyes.
"You reminded me of sad things, so as compensation, I'll vent a little and it's okay if I chop you into mincemeat, right? Huh? Hahahaha!"
"No! No! Ah!!"
This time, Blood Dragon was truly terrified, but no matter what, Meng Yiran would never let him go.
In the end, Meng Yiran seemed to mistake the Blood Dragon for Mu Changge, and amidst her maniacal laughter, she wildly swung her spear, actually hacking the Blood Dragon into mincemeat.
In a seat below the stage, Hu Liena was leisurely cracking sunflower seeds. She had come to prevent Meng Yiran from committing suicide, but she would not intervene as long as Meng Yiran was not facing a fatal attack.
But things weren't at all what she had imagined. Watching Meng Yiran hacking her opponents to pieces on the stage, Hu Liena couldn't help but exclaim, "I never would have guessed that this little snake woman hated her master so much!"
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