"Pfft!"
A cold gleam tore through the sky. Like a venomous snake lying in wait, it stabbed out at an extremely tricky angle and pierced through the chest of an Underground Professional, sending blood spraying into the air.
"Ah!"
The Underground Professional immediately let out a miserable howl, his eyes widening. The light in them gradually faded, and he collapsed to the ground, all signs of life gone. He could no longer move.
Only then did the owner of the cold gleam pull it from the Underground Professional's chest, revealing its full form.
It was, unmistakably, a sharp dagger.
Xu Qianqian gripped a pair of daggers tightly. Her beautiful eyes were as sharp as lightning, and her expression was cold.
At this moment, Xu Qianqian was covered in blood.
Some of it belonged to her enemies, and some belonged to her.
Xu Qianqian had clearly been fighting for quite some time and appeared somewhat exhausted. Her chest heaved violently, and her breathing was rapid. Faint wounds could be seen all over her body, proving that she had endured a bitter slaughter.
Yet even in this state, Xu Qianqian still did not dare relax in the slightest. Her body remained tense, and her gaze was fixed intently ahead.
There, a group of Underground Professionals had surrounded Xu Qianqian.
Among those Underground Professionals, the three at the front were radiating exceptionally formidable auras.
There was no doubt that all three of them were High-level Professionals.
Xu Qianqian had faced three High-level Professionals alone and fought until she was nearly exhausted.
"Still not planning to give up?"
One of the High-level Underground Professionals shouted at Xu Qianqian.
The other two also held their weapons and looked at Xu Qianqian mockingly, making derisive sounds.
"It's already over, yet you still refuse to give up.