Six-Star Fiend
The big man turned his head, glanced at Beibei, and grinned. "Little brother, did you watch the battle just now?"
Seeing Beibei nodding, the big man continued, "The red-haired woman just now is the one who set up the challenge, and the lottery winner is herself. 💙☝ ☆♝Whoever can defeat her will win the beauty." As he said that, the big man laughed.
"What?" Beibei said in surprise, "Can a living person be the lottery winner?"
"What's the point? Anything over one hundred thousand Inkstone can be used as a lottery prize. This red-haired woman is Highgod. One High Godhead is worth ten million Inkstone, and a living Highgod Beauty is even more valuable. I guess 100 million is not too much." The big man said with burning eyes, "It's just that she is a hot woman, and she has successfully defended the ring for the third time. And the three previous challengers were killed by her. If not, even if I know that I am not as strong as her, I will go up and give it a try. Maybe I will go home with a big beauty."
"Beibei, do you want to go up there and try to see if you can carry a beautiful girl home?" Nisi, who was sitting next to Beibei, said.
"Nini Are you jealous?" Beibei turned around and said with a smile.
"Hmph!" Nisi turned his head away, ignoring the playful Beibei.
Not long after, the red-haired woman walked onto the stage again, and at the same time, a thin young man also flew onto the ring.
"Little girl, you'd better admit defeat and follow me back to be a slave girl, so that I don't have to do anything." The young man seemed to be extremely confident in his own strength, and laughed and said, "I have many Lowgod and Midgod slave girls, but I don't have any Highgod slave girls."
"Shameless." After hearing the young man's words, Nisi couldn't help but cursed secretly, and Dilia also frowned slightly.
Lin Feng smiled and said, "Arrogant people often don't end well."
"It's not impossible to take me as a slave girl, but you have to defeat me first." The red-haired woman was not angry, and said with a sweet smile, "Let's get started."
"Although I can't bear to destroy the flower with my own hands, in order to tame your rose with thorns, I have to do it for a while." The young man said and took out a long sword. The snow-white long sword exuded a cold air.
The red-haired woman still had the long red stick in her hand. With a flick of the long stick, countless shadows of the stick wrapped around the young man.
"Huh?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that this red-haired woman actually hid her strength.
When dealing with the one-horned man before, the two sides fought for dozens of rounds before killing him. But the strength she displayed now was much higher than before. If the red-haired woman had used such strength just now, it is estimated that the one-horned man would have been defeated in ten rounds.
As the battle continued, the red-haired woman first went from being at a disadvantage to being evenly matched, then to having the upper hand, and finally had the upper hand. Every time the long red stick danced, it brought up a string of phantoms. But the young man who was so arrogant just now could only barely resist, and big beads of sweat continued to seep out from his forehead. The three-foot-high green blade was trembling, but it was difficult to reverse the defeat.
"I surrender." The young man saw that the opponent's stick skills were becoming more and more fierce, and he immediately shouted and surrendered. Although surrendering to a woman was very cheap, it was better than losing his life.
"Admit defeat?" The red-haired woman sneered. "In the next life."
With that said, the red-haired woman suddenly disappeared and reappeared above the young man's head. The long red stick, accompanied by a series of harsh sonic booms, pointed at the young man's head.
"No!" The young man looked horrified and quickly raised his sword to resist, but it was too late.
With a sound of "Peng!", the young man's head exploded, Godhead was thrown away, and the snow-white long sword fell aside.
"Clarinda successfully defended the ring for the fourth time!" The voice sounded again. But the red-haired woman seemed to have not heard it and left along the passage below the ring battlefield again.
"Amazing." Lin Feng praised, "Every time, she first shows her weakness to the enemy, then slowly makes a comeback, putting her opponent in a desperate situation, and finally hits her head with a headshot. In this way, people can't figure out her true strength."
"Lin Feng, this woman puts the challenger to death every time, so who else dares to go on stage to challenge?" Dilia asked. Although Dilia is not ashamed of the young man's rough words, he does not agree with the red-haired woman's bloody methods.
"Don't worry about this. There are always some pretentious guys who go up to the ring with the idea that they can win a beautiful woman." Lin Feng looked at Dilia and said, "And since you are on the ring, you must be prepared to die. If you are not strong enough, there is nothing wrong with being killed by the opponent."
Lin Feng is very open-minded. There is no one who can't die in a fight. If you hit all the points, it's called a competition, not a fight.
"Mr. Lin Feng, do you want to go up and give it a try? Maybe you can take a beautiful girl home." Gudisi on the side chuckled.
"Shall I go up?" Lin Feng glanced at Dilia and said with a smile, "That also requires my wife's approval."
Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the red-haired woman had successfully defended the ring for the ninth time.
As the number of battles increased, the red-haired woman's fighting strategy did not change. Each time, she would first show the enemy's weakness, then counterattack without hesitation, and finally kill the opponent.
But as the strength of the people on stage became higher and higher, the strength of the red-haired woman also increased.
Lin Feng watched seven battles in a row and roughly determined that the red-haired woman's strength should be around the middle of Six-Star Fiend. With Six-Star Fiend's strength, winning nine consecutive battles was nothing.
After all, those who usually come here to compete and make money are Highgod who are about Four-Star Fiend or Five-Star Fiend, and there are very few Six-Star Fiend and Seven-Star Fiend above them.
After all, a master who can reach the Six-Star Fiend level can easily earn hundreds of thousands or millions of Inkstone by taking on any escort mission. There is no need to come here to compete and make money.
"By the way, Miss Gudisi, this red-haired woman killed nine Highgod strong men one after another, so who owns the wealth in High Godhead and Space Ring they left behind?" Dilia asked Gudisi beside him.
"These all belong to the contestant, the red-haired woman. Of course, we will also take one-tenth of the labor fee." Gudisi replied with a smile.
"Take a tenth of it as labor fee?" Beibei glared, "The wealth owned by a Highgod plus one High Godhead is at least tens of millions, or even over a hundred million Inkstone, right? One-tenth, that's hundreds or tens of millions of Inkstone. After nine games, that's hundreds of millions of Inkstone. You Beauty Pass are so good at making money, aren't you? These challengers paid you 50,000 Inkstone in advance, but you still want to extract one-tenth of their property after death. You are just sucking blood. These people were all killed by the red-haired woman. I don't care about you Beauty Pass, but you still charge labor fees?"
"You think these Highgod warriors don't need to be paid for standing here?" Gudisi shrugged and said, "Besides, I didn't set these rules, so it's useless for you to complain to me."
"Beibei, don't be envious." Lin Feng said with a smile, "If you have the strength, you can seize this Beauty Pass and earn Inkstone by sucking blood like this!"
"Look, the red-haired woman is on stage, the tenth show is about to begin." Nisi said suddenly.
Lin Feng and others heard this and immediately stopped talking and turned their attention to the arena.
At this time, in the arena, a red-haired woman was facing off against a sinister man with a hooked nose.
"This battle, the red-haired woman, is hanging in the balance!"