CHAPTER 608: CHAPTER 100: INSTANT KILL

Chu Yu was clearly accustomed to everything about the arena.

Amid various cheers, she was composed, her pretty eyes brimming with allure.

"In the fourth round of single combat, newcomer Candidate Yan faces veteran Feng Da. The condition for victory this time: either one party loses the capacity to fight, or a contestant leaves the arena area."

"Before the match, as per tradition, let me give a brief introduction. Yan, participating in the Yellow Wing Level competition for the first time, a Magic Master, adept at Fire Magic. Feng Da, leader of the Fengdu combat team, a Marquis, with Combat Skills like Poison Wolf Claw."

"Let’s wait and see whether newcomer Candidate Yan can achieve a victory or if three-time winner Feng Da will triumph once again. Let the match begin!"

No sooner had the young woman finished speaking than she moved off the arena.

In the spectator seats, several members of the Fengdu team shouted loudly:

"Boss, finish off that woman in one move!"

"Women should go home and nurse children, stepping into the arena is a joke!"

Most of the audience, seeing Yun Sheng and Feng Da enter, weren’t very interested in the match.

Feng Da, with three consecutive victories, surpassed Yun Sheng in both combat experience and strength, not to mention Feng Da’s expertise in using poison.

The arena was only ten square meters in size, Mages excel at ranged attacks, such a small distance is not conducive to her avoiding the close-quarters combat of the martial artist Feng Da.

Although Yun Sheng was wearing a mask, her skin was fairer than snow, her black hair fluttered in the wind, and her figure was graceful, clearly indicating her beauty.

In the spectator seats, there were some who were sympathetic to women, and they yelled at Feng Da, "Feng Da, do you have the heart? She’s a delicate young lady, be a little gentle, don’t hurt her!"

The situation on the field was entirely one-sided; no one believed that the newcomer "Yan" would win.

Only the female referee Chu Yu was intently watching the situation on the arena.

As soon as Feng Da stepped onto the stage, he skillfully waved to his companions and tore off his Martial Artist Uniform, revealing his dark and muscular chest covered with chest hair.

As for "Yan," Feng Da did not take her seriously at all, he just wanted to complete the task given by the Yellow Night Envoy.

A quick fight for a quick decision meant a twenty percent prize bonus. With that money, he and his brothers could eat and drink well for the month.

A roar of intimidation.

The audience heard the sound of bones cracking. Feng Da’s body swelled with fighting spirit, and from his hands, back, and even shoulders, grew a row of sharp claws like wolf teeth.

During Beast Blood Fusion, Feng Da had fused with the blood of a toxic tyrannosaur wolf, allowing part of his body to transform. Each sharp claw carried a deadly poison with a green gleam.

Those foreclaws protected his vital body parts and were tipped with lethal poison; if the opponent touched the claws, their blood would congeal and their body would rot. If not treated promptly, death would ensue within three days.

"Girl, I bet you won’t last three moves against me!" Feng Da taunted brazenly.

"You’re wrong, one move is enough!"

As she spoke, "Yan" twisted her slender waist, and her long leg stepped out abruptly. The audience hardly had time to catch her figure; a shadow flashed by, and "Yan" was already before Feng Da.

The step taken by "Yan" appeared to be nothing special, yet it was infused with the Night Charm Step taught by the Night Charm Queen.

The Night Charm Step, a unique movement technique of the Night Charm Clan known for their swiftness amongst Elves, combines Wind Magic and Earth Escape, fast as lightning.

Feng Da intended to launch a preemptive strike, only to find that his opponent had suddenly disappeared.

Feng Da had no clue that this step was filled with mystery.

With one step, she was already behind Feng Da.

Feng Da’s wolf claw, tainted with fatal poison, seemed completely non-threatening.

"Yan" with a pair of slender palms, as if swatting a butterfly, brushed across Feng Da’s chest.

Although Feng Da saw the incoming attack, he felt nothing but disdain in his heart.

A second-rate Mage trying to fight a martial artist in close combat.

Truly, it was the biggest joke he had ever seen.

Underneath the mask, a fierce glint flashed in "Yan’s" eyes.

If someone had looked closely at "Yan’s" palms at that moment, they would have seen they were like two pieces of fine jade. That was because she had concentrated all of her Marrow Jade Technique into her palms in an instant.

When "Yan" concentrated her Marrow Jade Technique in her palms, she could even withstand the power of a Magic Thunder Vortex, let alone mere wolf poison.

The crowd thought "Yan," panicking, was foolishly slapping her flesh palms against Feng Da’s poisonous claws.

Everyone believed "Yan" would be splattered with blood right there on the spot.

Even Feng Da himself didn’t bother to dodge the slap.

How powerful could a Mage’s palm strike be? He, the mighty Marquis, having undergone several Beast Blood Fusions, had flesh and bones that could face sharp blades without fear.

A sound like breaking bones rang out, like a ghostly wail or wolf howl from Hell; the next moment, Feng Da’s eyes widened abruptly.

He felt as if his heart was viciously stabbed by a mysterious force and exploded instantly.

In his ears, the girl’s voice was light as a feather: "Go die."

A feather-light voice, and an explosion of pain in his chest.

Feng Da could only hear those words before... there was no after.

Medical Soul Divine Needle, Dark Needle Third Level, thirty-six dark needles fired in an instant, turning Feng Da’s heart into a hornet’s nest.

This was also an additional benefit Yun Sheng gained after breaking through to become a Holy Mage.

"Yan’s" speed was too fast, and the cultivation level of the audience in the stands was too ordinary.

All they saw was "Yan" take a step, their vision blurred, and when they could see "Yan" clearly again, she was already standing with her hands tied to the side.

Her gaze was clear, her figure tall and upright, like a Banished Immortal who had descended into this world.

Feng Da was standing a few meters away in the Arena.

There was no blood splashing as expected.

Feng Da’s robust body fell straight onto the arena platform, silent.

The girl with the half-mask gently brushed her long black hair, with an innocuous smile still hanging on her lips.

That smile could make the blazing sun hanging high in the sky lose its luster.

In that moment, without casting any magic, every eye saw the originally harmless female Mage as a raging inferno.

The entire Zone 9 was dead silent.

The first to react was the female judge Chu Yu. She stepped onto the platform, probing under Feng Da’s nose, then with uncertainty, reached for Feng Da’s chest.

A sharp intake of breath, and Chu Yu exclaimed in disbelief: "He’s dead!"