Chapter 1681: Lie down, don’t move
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Meng Tian’s anguished howl was accompanied by the sound of bones shattering.
“Your life is mine!”
Meng Ke angrily shouted behind Ye Wanwan and directed a fatal blow toward her from the back.
Ye Wanwan’s lips turned up, and she didn’t even look at Meng Ke. It was unnecessary to turn around.
Meng Ke was centimeters from Ye Wanwan when Ye Wanwan used her elbow to ruthlessly slam back.
A second later, Meng Ke was the second snipped kite to fly back and collided into the stage’s iron bars heavily.
Blood shot out of Meng Ke’s mouth like an arrow leaving its dock.
Meng Ke stared at Ye Wanwan in disbelief. How could… this ugly woman… be so strong?!
“Impossible… Absolutely impossible!”
Meng Ke gritted her teeth and swiftly got up from the floor before charging toward Ye Wanwan again.
How could she lose to a… D-rank mercenary and ugly woman?!
They and Master had always trounced all of Elder Gong’s disciples, so she absolutely wouldn’t permit any turnabouts!
“Why are you here again?”
Ye Wanwan turned around and glanced at Meng Ke charging toward her, obvious distaste surfacing on her face.
“You piece of trash. I want your life!” Meng Ke shouted loudly.
Ye Wanwan frowned slightly and lifted her right arm before Meng Ke could approach her, ruthlessly slapping Meng Ke.
A breath later, a crisp “slap” rang out.
Ye Wanwan had flung a slap onto Meng Ke’s face.
Meng Ke crashed to the floor from the force of the slap.
“Hey… you pieces of trash… All of you are too boring…” Ye Wanwan glanced at the fallen Meng Ke and raised her right foot, stepping on Meng Ke’s waist to prevent her from trying to stand up. “Lie down and don’t move.”
Meng Ke fell to the floor again.
This scene on the stage caused silence to envelop the audience.
Everyone’s eyes were widened as though they’d seen a ghost.
These two S-rank experts, Meng Ke and Meng Tian, didn’t have any room for retaliation in the face of Ye Wanwan… They were basically piñatas being beaten up.
Meng Tian clutched his broken arm and pulled out a dagger from somewhere before charging toward Ye Wanwan. The dagger glinted eerily as he slashed it toward Ye Wanwan’s neck.
Upon seeing this, Ji Xiuran and Lord Asura both shot up simultaneously.
Before they could do anything, Ye Wanwan grasped Meng Tian’s wrist.
Meng Tian stared at her incredulously. This woman… was this the speed of a human?!
“Tsk tsk…” Ye Wanwan looked at Meng Tian, the derision in her eyes intensifying.
Ye Wanwan didn’t allow him to say anything and tightened her hold on his wrist.
Kachak! Meng Tian’s wrist was forcibly broken, and the dagger clattered onto the floor.
Ye Wanwan nimbly caught the falling dagger a second before it touched the floor.
Then, without any warning signs, Ye Wanwan lightly brandished the dagger in front of everyone.
Elder Lei He angrily yelled at her. This little b*stard actually dares to kill my second disciple?!