"Who else? Hurry up and get your ass down here!"
Zhou Duoduo stood with both hands on her hips, her eyes wide with fury as she shouted, her voice echoing through the air like a thunderclap.
Meanwhile, her feet were planted firmly on a Heavenly Prodigy sprawled on the ground, as though he were nothing more than an insignificant ant.
This unfortunate Heavenly Prodigy was the thirty-third opponent Zhou Duoduo had defeated. Yet astonishingly, despite all those fierce battles, she had suffered no serious injuries, only a few minor cuts and scrapes.
"Zhou Duoduo! Zhou Duoduo! Zhou Duoduo..."
Deafening cries and cheers rose from every direction, weaving together into a powerful surge of momentum.
Her achievements were truly astounding. Almost all the powerful, renowned Heavenly Prodigies of the same cultivation level from the three Great Worlds had fallen at her hands.
Such a glorious record had dealt a crushing blow to the arrogance of the three Great Worlds' Heavenly Prodigies, dragging their dignity through the dirt.
Just then, a clear, melodious shout rang across the arena: "I, Zhu Tinglan, am here to fight you!"
Zhu Tinglan's figure flashed as she sprang lightly from the Flying Ship's railing like a swallow, then plunged downward with her momentum.
At the same time, the two razor-sharp curved blades hanging at her waist were already out of their sheaths. They gleamed coldly, lunging straight at Zhou Duoduo like two venomous snakes flicking their tongues.
"Shit... kids these days have no martial honor..."
Faced with such a fierce assault, Zhou Duoduo inwardly sensed trouble. But she was a veteran of countless battles and reacted swiftly, immediately swinging the large saber in her hand to meet the attack without fear.
With a resounding crash, the three blades collided, unleashing a shrill screech of scraping metal.