Beast World: A Fragile Beauty Blessed with Many Children-Chapter 97 - 96: Either I Win, or I Die

The Beastmen watching the arena couldn’t help but gasp.

Xu Chi was only a Level 9 Beastman, yet despite the three-level gap, he had drawn blood from the Elephant Beastman on the very first exchange!

The heavy scent of blood made the Elephant Beastman’s eyes redden. The wound wasn’t large, but it was a matter of a male’s pride. He shed his earlier nonchalance, his expression turning vicious as he prepared to send this male—who hadn’t even entered his Beast Form—flying off the stage within three moves!

An aura befitting the Combat Power of a Twelfth Level warrior spread out, thick and heavy, like the weight of a mountain pressing down on him.

Even Xu Chi’s straight spine began to bow.

"Heh, you’re a mere Level 9 Beastman, and you still haven’t used your Transformation? You think you can win this match with just a knife of some unknown material? You’re even more arrogant than I am.

If you surrender now and get on your knees to beg for my forgiveness, I’ll overlook your earlier offense!"

Seeing Xu Chi struggling to withstand his aura, the Elephant Beastman couldn’t help but sneer.

His gaze swept over the audience, locking onto a faint, misty barrier. "Or... how about you offer up that pretty little female of yours?"

Beastmen came in many colors, but a beautiful little female with silver hair, blue eyes, and snow-white skin was especially eye-catching. She stood out in the crowd of Beastmen, impossible to miss.

Especially with her charming and delightful looks, which, amidst the vitality of spring, tugged at the heartstrings of every male.

Which of them, aside from those who already had a female, didn’t want her for their own?

Back in the Luoni Tribe, everyone had looked down on Si Shuo for being deaf, a stutterer, and having low fertility. They had kept their distance, wary of her overwhelming frailty and beauty.

But in Nanye City and Puchang City, she was protected by Gong You and Ji Liang, two rather famous High level males, so other Beastmen didn’t dare get any ideas.

But here in the Central Continent, Zhi Le and his three companions were utterly insignificant in the eyes of the locals.

It was just that everyone had only just arrived and was busy with the spring hunt. They didn’t yet know her background or the true strength of her males, so they were all reining themselves in, waiting for an opportunity.

The disparity between the number of females and males was even greater in the Central Continent. Some tribes had no requirements for their males to be marked—the Qingxi Tribe, for instance. Males without a Beast Mark, or those who had already been with a female before receiving one, were not bound by its constraints. When they found a female they desired, they were prone to taking her by force!

Upon hearing this, Xu Chi chuckled softly and slowly straightened his back. A murderous red glint flashed in his eyes. He wiped the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and declared, word by word, "Either I win, or I die!"

The Elephant Beastman scoffed. "You ignorant ant. You really think you can win?

Fine, I’ll grant you your wish! Everyone is watching, so you can’t die, of course. We of the Qingxi Tribe aren’t that unreasonable or barbaric. But since you’re unwilling to surrender and unwilling to offer up your little female, it’ll be perfectly understandable if my hand slips and I injure you severely.

I just wonder if a crippled male like you will still be able to enjoy the affections of your precious little female."

Xu Chi gripped his Tibetan knife, his voice cold. "Enough talk!"

As he spoke, he pushed against the Twelfth Level aura, moving so fast he became a blur and vanished from sight.

The crowd was misled, instinctively assuming he was moving so fast that they couldn’t even track his afterimages.

In reality, he had used his Invisibility Ability. Having a superpower was one thing, but being able to apply it effectively in combat to increase one’s chances of winning was a true talent!

The Elephant Beastman started to panic. He scanned his surroundings warily, spinning in circles and intensifying his aura. He whipped his trunk back and forth, guarding his weak spots, and roared, "Are you some kind of rat? What kind of male hides and skulks about? Show yourself if you have any guts!"

Xu Chi was not faring well. He had pushed his Wind Ability to its limit just to create that afterimage for a burst of speed. Now, he was scrambling to dodge the powerful attacks of the Elephant Beastman’s trunk. He had to occasionally find the right moment to create another afterimage behind his opponent, just to quell any suspicion from the crowd that he was using a superpower.

The audience shouted frantically at the Elephant Beastman, "Behind you! He’s behind you... To your left..."

Xu Chi had never feared a fight, and it had been a long time since he’d faced such an overwhelming opponent. A thrill of excitement ran through him.

He didn’t rush to attack. Instead, he used his movements to confuse his opponent, all while testing his own limits. Every so often, he would use his Tibetan knife to create new wounds near the vulnerable spots the Elephant Beastman was desperately trying to protect.

Gradually, more and more wounds appeared on the Elephant Beastman’s body. The Golden Soft Armor on his trunk was even starting to fall away in places. Yet, he hadn’t so much as grazed Xu Chi’s clothes. It was as if his opponent could predict his every move, adding a new injury each time he dodged an attack from his trunk!

The wounds weren’t fatal, but they stung. And it wasn’t just the cuts that hurt—the Elephant Beastman’s pride was stinging, too. The scent of blood was also beginning to agitate his beastly instincts.

There was also the nameless fear that came with his life being at another’s mercy.

The more agitated the Elephant Beastman grew, the more desperately he released his aura.

Maintaining such a powerful aura over the hundred-plus-square-meter arena for so long was a huge drain, and even the Elephant Beastman couldn’t keep it up for much longer.

Xu Chi felt as if every bone in his body was being dislocated, a dull ache spreading through his crushed internal organs. He wasn’t just spitting up blood anymore; it was now seeping from his eyes, nose, and ears.

And yet, he maintained his rhythm. His steps showed no signs of faltering, as if he weren’t the one in agony, as if the oppressive aura didn’t even exist.

With every passing second, he was pushing his own limits...

Si Shuo watched nervously through a pair of binoculars. She couldn’t hear what was said, but she saw the Elephant Beastman glance at her with his muddy eyes and say something to Xu Chi. In response, she saw rage ignite beneath Xu Chi’s unnervingly calm expression.

The two had been locked in a stalemate on the stage for over ten minutes. In a duel between masters, every second could be the difference between life and death.

Ji Liang held Si Shuo close, kissing her cheek reassuringly. "Little Shushu, don’t worry. The gap to a Twelfth Level is pretty big, so winning will be tough, but just staying alive won’t be that difficult. But I can see Xu Chi is serious now. He won’t leave that stage until he’s won. According to the information Hang He gathered, the Qingxi Tribe cares a lot about its reputation, so the courtyards they’re offering as prizes are in excellent condition. An opportunity like this has fallen right into our laps. If we don’t fight for it, we’d be throwing away Crystal Stones."

Si Shuo nodded, but her heart was still in her throat. Her right hand remained pressed against the Beast Mark on her chest, her gaze fixed on the stage.

When her arm grew tired, she had Si Da and Si San wrap a thick vine around one side of the binoculars, and they all watched the arena together.

Suddenly, the Beast Mark on her chest began to burn with heat!

With a joyous expression, Si Shuo grabbed Ji Liang’s arm. "Ji Liang, Xu Chi’s Beast Mark is burning! He’s leveling up, isn’t he?"

Ji Liang’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, but he quickly broke into a happy grin and nodded. "Looks like it."

’He didn’t feel a hint of jealousy. His Twin Brother growing stronger was a boon, and it meant their little female’s safety would be even more secure in the future!’

’Besides, he was now itching for a fight himself, eager to get on stage, battle, and force his own breakthrough...’