NOVEL SIMPLE
Chapter 65
Seeing Qiao Ying withdraw her gaze and stop looking at them, Bai Xiao stopped Sack, who wanted to go over, and said, "Don't rush it."
The fighting competition would start on time.
On the last day, everyone's emotions were noticeably heightened.
Below, yesterday's winner appeared in the fighting ring, moving his arms and looking around arrogantly at the spectators in the stands above him. He revealed a provocative and contemptuous expression, as if wanting to see who dared to come down and challenge him.
Bai Xiao instinctively looked at Qiao Ying, wondering if Qiao Ying would go down to fight, but saw that Qiao Ying had the same spectator attitude as everyone else.
Bai Xiao then looked around and saw that everyone else was holding their positions.
It was unclear whether they didn't dare or were choosing to wait and see for the time being.
The previous day's winner was a thick-lipped black man. After waiting for half a day without anyone daring to challenge him, he became extremely arrogant, even giving them the middle finger.
At this moment, a mercenary went down amidst the cheering of the crowd.
"It's John," Sack said in astonishment as he looked at the blond, blue-eyed white man who went to fight: "Is he crazy?"
Sack grabbed the railing with both hands, emotionally agitated, "He's no match for that guy at all. He's going to get himself killed."
Seeing this, Bai Xiao and the others also looked worried.
John had been one of their Blackwater mercenaries before leaving Blackwater for another mercenary group for various reasons.
The eyes of the entire audience were focused on the two men in the fighting ring.
The blond, blue-eyed white man was very cautious, not daring to make a move rashly, but carefully defending instead.
The black mercenary looked at his opponent contemptuously, then suddenly attacked, smashing his fist straight at his opponent's face with extreme speed. The white mercenary narrowly dodged it, but didn't expect to be tricked by the other's feint as his abdomen was promptly struck by a heavy blow.
The two were clearly unmatched in strength, and the black mercenary's fists rained down like hailstones, almost overwhelmingly beating the white mercenary until he was unable to fight back.
Punch after punch, each blow landed squarely on target. The sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly.
The black mercenary was extremely vicious, punching only at his opponent's face. After taking a few punches, John's originally handsome face was beaten beyond recognition, covered in blood.
The black mercenary's mercenary group had a very poor reputation. Now that the black man was also taunting everyone, the scene made many onlookers burn with righteous indignation.
"Damn it!" Sack grabbed the railing tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.
"Is no one going to stop him from beating a man to death?" Qiao Ying leaned on the railing, watching the scene below, and suddenly spoke up.
Hearing this, Qin Hanyue glanced at her. After a moment of silence, he replied, "It's life and death in the fighting ring. No one can interfere or be held responsible."
But it was rare for someone to be beaten to death. For these desperados who relied on their abilities to make a living, more than taking their opponent's life, they preferred to turn them into useless cripples.
Unless they had a personal grudge.
And the black mercenary below was clearly going for the kill.
Of course Qiao Ying knew the rules. She was deliberately asking Qin Hanyue this.
Qiao Ying didn't respond, but changed the subject and suddenly asked, "It's the last day. Isn't the God Armament going to show off? You have so many elites, it'd be a waste not to use them, right?"
Hearing this, Qin Hanyue's pupils suddenly shrank.
The girl who had been watching the scene below also turned to look at him at this moment with a seemingly smiling but not smiling expression.
Their eyes met.
Qin Hanyue's expression remained calm and unmoved as he said, "Out of fairness, we can't participate."
"What a pity," Qiao Ying said.
Qin Hanyue stared at her and asked, "When did you find out?"
He should have asked when she confirmed his identity.
Qiao Ying curled her lips into a smirk and casually said, "I forgot to tell Mr. Qin that I can speak Hilagarian quite well too."
It must have been when they met Isis.
In other words, she had heard his entire conversation with Isis. Qin Hanyue's initial guess was right - Qiao Ying had approached him to find out his identity.
And Qin Hanyue also had a sense of Qiao Ying's identity.
Qiao Ying no longer pretended with him. "The odds will be huge for the next few matches."
As she spoke, she looked down again.
John was lying on the ground, held by the collar as the black mercenary kept pounding him.
The atmosphere in John's mercenary group was extremely low.
While the black man's mercenary group cheered excitedly.
Many mercenaries watching just for fun were shouting for John to get up and keep fighting.
"I've had quite a few drinks on Mr. Qin these days, and the hotel isn't cheap either. I know Mr. Qin isn't short on money, but I don't like owing people. Remember to place your bets, Mr. Qin."
Qiao Ying spoke faster and faster until she finished speaking. Without waiting for Qin Hanyue's reaction, she pushed off the railing with one hand and leapt down directly from the second floor.
The black man grinned hideously as his enormous fist was about to smash John's nose.
With this punch, whether John died or not, his face would be ruined.
Sack could no longer sit still and wanted to go down to save him, but was pressed down by the shoulder by Bai Xiao, who then said, "I'll go."
Bai Xiao had just fought Hurricane, who came to provoke them in front of their tent the day before yesterday. Although Bai Xiao had won, he was badly injured.
Bardeman wanted to say that he would go, but before he could speak, and before Bai Xiao could make a move, they saw a petite figure leap down from the second floor.
Landing nimbly on the ground, she took a quick step forward at a speed so fast it was almost impossible to catch, astonishingly swift.
The black man grinned hideously as his enormous fist was about to smash into John's face. A fair and delicate hand appeared out of nowhere, accurately grasping the black man's wrist.
The black man's wrists were thick and made her hand seem far too petite, but unimaginably, she easily stopped the punch.
The fist halted right before John's nose, unable to move forward even half an inch.
Qin Yan had been watching the fight attentively, frowning, feeling sorry for John's situation, when he suddenly saw a figure leap down.
Qin Yan was badly startled, and was about to yell, "Miss Qiao fell down!" to inform his master.
But before he could yell it out, he saw this bizarre scene - "She caught it?" Qin Yan said in disbelief, stunned.
The black man frowned. Before he could see who was brave enough to jump out and stand up for someone, a fierce punch whipped toward her.
With one hand clutching the black man's wrist, stopping his punch, Qiao Ying raised her other arm and backhanded toward the black man's face.
Sensing her speed, the black man immediately dodged backward, forced to withdraw his fist. He swiftly got up and retreated several steps.
The black man reacted quickly with extremely fast speed, but his nose was still hit, instantly sending a burst of pain straight to his brain, bringing tears to his eyes.
Everyone didn't see clearly what had happened, they just saw the black man retreat.
The black man's face contorted fiercely, his entire body instantaneously erupting with a surge of killing intent.
Looking up, when he saw his opponent was just a little girl, the black man's expression was ugly at first. Recalling who this girl was, he then sneered disdainfully.
Qiao Ying stood up, glanced at John on the ground, then shouted up, "Little Sack, come down and help him."
Sack snapped back to his senses and immediately jumped down to support the now immobile John.
He took a look at Qiao Ying standing with her back to him before withdrawing his complex feelings and focusing on the task at hand. He carried John away.
After Sack and the others left, Qiao Ying finally looked at the black man across from her and said in fluent English,
"There's a saying in Hua Country - quit while you're ahead."