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Find a Troubled Girl after leaving the Guild

Chapter 97 - 85: Monster Strength Young Girl

Author: Ephemera in an instant
updatedAt: 2026-01-20

CHAPTER 97: CHAPTER 85: MONSTER STRENGTH YOUNG GIRL

Speaking was a male from the Horned Race who was also descending the steps to watch the combat. He crossed his muscular arms: "The Platinum Racing starts in a week. I have connections for good seats in the front row. Do you rich folks from outside want tickets?"

Struck dumb by the stranger, Dorothy clung to Li Ang, who slightly shifted his position and said, "No, thank you."

"Heh, tasteless and stingy couple."

The man from the Horned Race cursed as he walked towards the arena.

Dorothy let out a long breath, "He scared me to death, he scared me to death. People here are so intimidating, and so rude. But since he can tell we’re a couple, I won’t hold it against him."

The Half Elf was muttering under her breath, while Little Wild Cat had already entered the rhythm of the competition.

In the underground arena, two warriors were wearing tight clothing, exchanging fierce punches without holding back.

"Hit! Hit his calf!" Zoe’s slightly hoarse, sweet voice was particularly noticeable amidst the crowd’s shouting, attracting quite a bit of attention.

The two on stage also heard her voice. The attacker kicked his opponent’s calf, which happened to be his weak spot.

The defender was hit and immediately fell to his knees, relentlessly assaulted on the head. He barely managed to defend himself and was preparing to counterattack when he heard a girl’s voice from behind: "Hit the left side of his neck!"

Like a lightning bolt flashing through his mind, he quickly punched. The opponent, who had just been attacking hard, couldn’t defend this spot and was knocked down by a punch.

The referee started counting down and finally announced the man’s victory.

The crowd didn’t cheer; instead, many people stared at Zoe with strange expressions.

Li Ang stepped forward to pull her away: "What are you doing?"

"I was just following along, they were all shouting."

"They were just making noise, but you happened to point out their offensive and defensive gaps."

Previously on Satus Island, Li Ang had already thought this little girl had a decent fighting talent. Unexpectedly, she could identify the main points even outside of swordsmanship.

"Today’s unlimited rounds match! Is there anyone else willing to come?" The referee shouted on stage.

Li Ang had been here before and understood their game. Anyone could go up in these unlimited rounds, but they couldn’t wear equipment. Before going up, they had to place a valuable item as the prize pool. If you lose, you step down. If you win, you continue until the time ends or nobody else wants to participate.

The more rounds you endure, the more you can take away. If you fight from start to finish, you can take the entire prize pool.

Of course, the organizers take a cut.

"I want to go." Zoe was eager, swaying left and right as she gathered her strength.

Should he let her play? Li Ang didn’t think she was in any danger. Although she hadn’t entered the Transcendent Realm yet, neither she nor others probably had a grasp of her potential fighting strength, only Li Ang could see it all clearly through the system.

Even so, he often found the panel information too dazzling.

In this underground arena, she was crushing level.

In that pause, someone else had already gone on stage.

On stage was a woman over two meters tall with a body full of muscular strength. She roared powerfully: "Come on! Let’s see how many of you little chicks I can crush today!"

As soon as she took the stage, the opponent’s face changed dramatically. Although he was a taller male from the Horned Race, he opted to concede directly.

Passersby said: "It’s the Sandstorm Lioness, here to snatch money again."

"Does she really need to take this money? Just how broke is she? But with her looks, other ways have been blocked, she has no choice."

"Keep your voice down, be careful, she might crush you."

The female warrior known as Sandstorm Lioness mocked again, and no one dared to challenge.

[Name: Penny [Sandstorm Lioness]]

[Race: Human]

[Profession: Fighter, Tier 4]

[Summoned Beast: None]

[Energy Source: None]

[Equipment: None]

[Secret Technique: Professional Secret Technique—Neckbreaker Grapple]

[Skills: Fighter [Strong Physique, Mastery of Hand-to-Hand Combat, Will of Death Battle]]

In the overall power-tier of the Flashing Field, a fighter in the Transcendent Realm could certainly dominate this small arena.

"I’m going up." Zoe clenched her fist.

"Go on."

The Little Wild Cat had a Material Shield from the Star Soul, so the opponent couldn’t possibly threaten her.

However, someone was faster than Zoe in getting on stage.

The young girl sighed, dissatisfied, and moved to the side. She wasn’t too disappointed, knowing she could go up if someone lost.

Facing Sandstorm Lioness was a petite yet peculiarly voluptuous girl.

"Oh? Another woman?" A bystander exclaimed.

"Exciting, exciting, I just love seeing women fight."

"There’s another one offstage. Let’s see how long she can last against Sandstorm Lioness."

Sandstorm Lioness raised her thick eyebrows: "Where’s this little Douding from, have you thought it through?"

Douding referred to the stature, not the girl’s race.

Judging by her height, she should be from the Horned Race. Her age wasn’t clear as she was wrapped entirely in white cloth.

Pieces of white cloth were tied into many knots, covering nearly all her skin, even her fists and feet were wrapped. If the intention was to disguise her appearance, this was overdone.

This challenger might be "Horned Race," mainly because she didn’t appear to have horns. Li Ang concluded by height and build that the girl was shorter than Zoe, yet certain areas of her body had an abundance of fat completely unlike any other.

Looking more closely, Li Ang realized that she had two subtle protrusions on the side of her head, mainly obscured by many knots in the white cloth, making the horns less obvious.

The horns of the Horned Race grow with age, and for convenience, they polish them. Short horns are typical for children, but even so, Li Ang had never seen horns so short.

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