When the girl pulled the longsword from the ghoul's neck, the whole scene fell silent.
"What just happened?" asked a dissector. "Wasn't she cornered just a second ago?"
"No idea, I couldn't see clearly. It seemed like she suddenly dashed past them."
"Not dead? I thought she was a goner just now..."
Then, there came the thunderous cheers of the crowd!
Xu Xiaoyou rubbed her sore shoulder, letting the longsword in her hand hang down.
A few crystal sweat droplets slipped into the hair by her ear. She gently shook her head and tied her loose hair into a ponytail.
Thinking back, using Wind Tight Pulling previously almost exhausted her stamina, but now, even after the battle, she felt no fatigue, her condition was excellent.
She surveyed the surroundings, and after a while, her gaze locked onto a figure on the high platform; the person controlling the stone gates of the arena.
Beyond the glass screen, the figure was gazing indifferently at her.
