Time slipped by.
A month passed in a flash.
Today, the Hell Slaughter Arena was unusually lively.
Countless people crowded around it, their faces burning with frenzy and bloodlust.
Because Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran would both complete their hundredth match today.
"Bets are open! Bets are open! Black Widow and Nether Phantom-which one will become the hundred-win champion first?"
"Do you even need to ask? Black Widow, obviously! Once her Eight Spider Lances come out, who can contend with her? Three Bloody Marys on Black Widow!"
"I still think Nether Phantom will win. Her attacks are clean and decisive, without a single wasted movement. She kills people in an instant. Killing nine people will only take her a few breaths. Five Bloody Marys on Nether Phantom!"
"Another vote for Black Widow!"
"..."
Amid the crowd, Qin Xiao remained unmoved by the surrounding clamor.
He had no interest whatsoever.
The Nether Phantom they spoke of was Zhu Zhuqing. She had pushed her Hell Spirit Cat to its limits, becoming like a phantom from the underworld that claimed lives, hence the nickname.
Black Widow, meanwhile, was Meng Yiran. When she had first unleashed her Eight Spider Lances, she had slaughtered everyone around her, establishing her name as Black Widow.
"This trial was decent enough. If the full score is a hundred, the two of them barely passed."
Watching the two women step onto their respective platforms at the same time, Qin Xiao nodded slightly.
As for why he said they had barely passed...
It was not because Qin Xiao's standards were high, but because over the past month, he had secretly helped Zhu Zhuqing five times and Meng Yiran four times. Otherwise, with their strength, they could never have made it this far.
Still, they had made it in the end.