Free Web NovelChapter 1180: Chapter 1179: Placing Bets
Yanran had just spoken a few words with her when Ba Lv suddenly pointed at the display and said: "Look, it’s your turn to go on stage again?"
Yanran thought Ba Lvluo had made a mistake. She looked carefully again, and sure enough, it was indeed her turn to go on stage again, and the location was still platform number two.
"Damn, this kind of competition is something I’ve never seen before. They even have a round-robin battle!" Ba Lv said discontentedly.
Yanran didn’t mind: "Just think about who’s hosting this competition, and you’ll understand why it’s like this."
Haha, that’s true. This group can brawl well enough, but when it comes to everything else, they really just mess around.
Yanran prepared to go on stage for the second time. This time, unexpectedly, she saw her opponent was that young guy who challenged them during the lineup.
"Teach her a lesson, remind her of the pecking order!" Ba Lv was itching to go on stage in Yanran’s place to confront that woman. Just thinking of how she talked made her gnash her teeth in anger.
Yanran said nothing, nodded to Ba Lv, and stepped onto the stage.
The audience’s attention once again turned to the two young people on platform number two.
The referee waved his hand, and the match began.
The foul-mouthed woman had just seen Ruoran’s match. Clearly, Yanran’s skills made her feel the pressure, so upon facing Yanran, she only moved slowly and cautiously, trying to find a flaw and seize the opportunity to attack.
Yanran faced this opponent, who had lost her previous arrogance, spread her arms slightly, and gestured for her opponent to attack her.
Yanran’s move was executed beautifully, drawing more cheers from the audience, along with boos directed at her opponent.
Under such pressure, the foul-mouthed young woman began her attack.
Admittedly, compared to the spicy girl before, this woman had somewhat the look of a fighter.
She stepped forward with her left foot diagonally, then feinted to the right, making it difficult for Yanran to gauge her true intent.
When she saw Yanran remain still, she assumed Yanran had been confused by her moves. Taking advantage of her body’s sway, she leapt, turning 180 degrees in the air, and aimed a kick at Yanran’s neck.
This woman had managed to grasp some fighting techniques. Her series of actions were fluid and precise. Against an average opponent, handling such a fierce kick would have been truly difficult.
But unfortunately, Yanran was not just anyone.
As the young woman’s body rotated in mid-air, creating a blind spot momentarily, Yanran’s figure dashed forward like a nimble panther, reaching her side.
With both hands supporting the young woman’s waist and giving a push, under circumstances where she was airborne and unable to regain composure, the woman flew off the platform.
This time, Yanran’s attack incorporated some spiritual power, but she was merciful. Although the young woman had a foul mouth, that didn’t mean she’d be left crippled or dead; hence, when Yanran flung her, even though she flew off the platform, she landed on the fleshiest part of her body.
Pain was inevitable, but there was nothing major.
Yanran and Ba Lv took advantage of Jiang Cheng’s absence to arrive at the underground competition’s venue.
Yanran’s recent performance amazed the audience, drawing intense attention.
Against her first opponent, she sent them off the platform with just a single kick.
If the audience thought it was because her opponent was weak, or that it was just a fluke,
then against her second opponent, she similarly tossed the opponent off the platform in one move.
Spectators witnessed Yanran’s skills and cheered for her once again with wild enthusiasm.
As a beauty, Yanran already drew enough attention. Coupled with her explosive moves, she ignited the crowd even more.
Ba Lvluo watched Yanran’s performance from the audience, smiling as she observed the frenzied crowd around her.
Suddenly, she remembered something and stood up to walk outside.
On the platform, the referee raised Yanran’s hand, loudly announcing to the audience that Yanran once again secured victory.
"A harsh slap landed on someone’s face, leaving the one hit with a dazed expression, holding his cheek.
"You’re insane! How many times have I told you!" A relatively high-ranking thug shouted at him. "I told you to find a powerful opponent for that woman. Didn’t you listen to what I said?"
"But boss, the woman I set up against her was already very strong," the small fry said with grievance. "That woman she defeated had won four consecutive times in the past two days."
The thug found himself speechless for a moment.
No wonder his subordinate felt that way; who could’ve predicted that woman was so incredibly skilled.
The thug furrowed his brow, deciding to report this to his boss and see how he planned to deal with this extraterrestrial woman.
Yanran. Once she stepped off the platform, Ba Lv embraced her tightly, excitedly praising her: "You’re amazing!"
She waved an arm, indicating the crowd and said, "Look at them, they’re practically going crazy because of you."
Yanran laughed.
This was her first time standing on a platform, feeling the audience’s gaze, hearing the thunderous applause. It felt as if she was back to her youth when she won the Intergalactic Games championship.
It had been a long time since she felt this way.
"What’s wrong, feeling nostalgic?" Ba Lv noticed Ruoran remained silent, nudging her and asking: "Do you particularly like this feeling?"
"Let’s head out and talk; it’s too noisy here," Yanran wanted to leave with Ba Lv.
"Damn, I don’t even know if I have a match this morning." Ba Lv complained: "These people really lack professionalism. They scheduled you for two consecutive matches while I, who came with you, haven’t had a single one. It’s infuriating!"
"A bunch of hooligans, what can you expect from them?" Yanran disregarded the people organizing the matches.
"Let’s wait a bit longer. It’s already ten o’clock. If I don’t have a match, then we should head back," Ba Lv suggested to Yanran.
"Alright, let’s wait a bit more," Yanran agreed with Ba Lv. It was noisy here, and she didn’t like this kind of atmosphere.
"Boss, boss, it’s me," Liu Ju was contacting his boss in the room: "The woman you mentioned is too formidable. I arranged for two opponents against her and she defeated them effortlessly. What should we do?"
The voice of Fatty came over the phone: "Isn’t there anyone more powerful? Boss, she just arrived for the competition today, you can’t just have someone kill her on the first day, can you?" Liu Ju felt quite troubled.
The voice on the other end replied: "Alright, let her have some wins for now. Once we’ve made enough money off her, then arrange for a strong opponent."
"Okay." Having received the boss’s command, Liu Ju knew what to do next.
Fatty turned his head to the other gangster leaders; these past days, they had been together the whole time.
"So, are there many bets on that woman’s skills?" he asked with a nod toward one of the subordinates, who replied: "Among those women, she’s certainly the one with the highest wagers."
