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However, if she drank alcohol only to have a match with Meng Ke, it seemed too wasteful. It would be better to wipe them all out at once.
“Alright.” The referee nodded and turned to Meng Tian. “Meng Tian, come down and accept the challenge. You aren’t permitted to reject contestant #8.”
“Heh… interesting…” Meng Tian’s lips turned up in a bone-chilling smirk.
A second later, Meng Tian jumped down from his seat in the Top 10 and leaped onto the stage.
“I would like to remind everyone that the match will end when a winner is clear. If anything happens against the rules, you’re responsible for the consequences.” The referee then left the stage.
Only three people remained standing on the enormous stage.
“Junior Sister Meng Ke, how about I stay on the side and watch the fight?” Meng Tian suggested to her with a smile.
“That’s exactly as I intended. Don’t attack, Senior Brother Meng Tian—allow me.” Meng Ke proceeded to march toward Ye Wanwan with a frosty expression.
…
Ye Wanwan gently placed her right hand on the gourd hanging from her waist.
However, she released it after a moment of thought. There was no hurry to drink alcohol. She could test the distance between herself and these supposed S-rank mercenaries first.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Ke struck with her palm, her hand slashing through the air like the arc of a sunray, soft but vicious.
There was enormous strength behind this strike. Normal mercenaries would be seriously injured at the very least if they were hit and escaped the fate of dying.
“How fast…”
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