Chapter 644

Lang Hu's anguished scream lingered over the battlefield.

The tiger-people vanished.

Zhao Chi and the female soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief.

This battle… was even more brutal than the one against those ghouls.

Nearly thirty tiger-people died, and the female soldiers also lost twenty.

Although Gu Qing's healing was timely, the tiger-people's attacks were too ferocious; many female soldiers were killed almost instantly.

Moreover, Gu Qing's spiritual energy already ran out afterward.

She could only take medicine to recover, and had to consume a great deal of blood to heal the female soldiers.

Still, although the tiger-people were strong, the female soldiers' attack power was also formidable.

With overlapping battle formations, they could kill tigers quickly too.

These female soldiers had all become tiger-slaying female generals.

Just hadn't expected Lang Hu could still transform…

The giant tiger Lang Hu became was indeed ferocious.

Without the inherited enhancement and Blissful Berserk, they would probably have been cut through by Lang Hu alone.

But Lang Hu was actually ranked only 8th?

He shouldn't be that low.

Could he have been holding back his strength before too?

Regardless, they won in the end.

Applause rang out.

The distance between Zhao Chi and the audience quickly closed.

【Battle ended. You have achieved victory. You may stay and interact with the audience, or click to return.】

Zhao Chi didn't want to interact with anyone, and returned directly to the territory.

The dead female soldiers had already been teleported back ahead of time.

They all stared at Zhao Chi.

Nervously waiting for the battle's outcome.

Zhao Chi smiled and said, "We won. You all did very well."

The female soldiers' cheers rang out.

Gu Qing sighed, "That fight wasn't easy at all. Several times I almost wanted to spray silk, but luckily I held back."

Indeed, it wasn't easy.

Lang Hu really was strong.

After transforming, the giant tiger's killing power was extremely ferocious.

Only Tang Ruan, who had activated her inherited enhancement, could take it head-on.

The other female soldiers couldn't resist at all.

The spearmen were okay — their defense was fairly high and could withstand a few hits.

The sword-soldiers would be killed instantly.

And it wasn't just Lang Hu who was strong — his female elf hero was also very strong.

Although she could only fire two arrows, each arrow's power was tremendous.

At the right angle, she could even one-shot kill Zhao Chi.

Fortunately, Tang Ruan drew the aggro onto herself through provocation.

Regardless, they won.

Zhao Chi nodded: "Yeah, it wasn't easy. Everyone's worked hard. Go rest now — it should be over soon, at most two more battles left."

Tang Ruan and Qi Yue were still in high spirits.

One was because digesting Zhao Chi's inherited genes had made her unusually happy, in excellent mood.

The other was because being hit by two savage light arrows from that female elf had sent her morale soaring, full of drive.

Both of them seemed to have nowhere to vent their energy.

Gu Qing said, "You two little things are getting excited — go swimming, you can splash around in the spring water."

The system's settlement notification hadn't appeared yet.

Because battles on other fronts were still ongoing.

After all, brutal head-on clashes like Zhao Chi's and Lang Hu's would decide a winner quickly.

But the other matches weren't slow either.

Zhao Chi only caught the endings of each, and they were all over.

Didn't see any key information.

But some women caught Zhao Chi's attention.

Not contestants, but female spectators.

They were scattered across the audience seats of different arenas.

Some were strikingly beautiful, some were plain-looking.

But all these female spectators wore pale-yellow silk stockings.

At first Zhao Chi didn't pay much attention.

He thought they were just ordinary yellow stockings.

Although the color was uncommon, it did exist.

Some flesh-colored stockings were poorly made and would also turn pale yellow.

But as he darted around the battlefield, he actually saw over a dozen women all wearing this kind of stockings.

Without needing a close look, Zhao Chi could basically confirm from the sheen reflected off the stockings, and Gu Qing's distinctive pale yellow, that these stockings were all the ones he had made himself.

They were the old version from before.

The batch sold to Fragrant Food Street.

That batch of stockings was basically all given to the Resistance Army to wear.

So… those dozen-odd women were all Resistance Army?

What did this mean?

Moreover, some of them had come on their own, while others had an intimate male companion beside them.

A few more had called friends over, with several car-people clustered together.

They… were here to watch the competition?

Or to place bets?

Zhao Chi wasn't sure.

One woman in the front row even called out to Zhao Chi enthusiastically.

"Are you Zhao Chi? Could you give me an autograph?"

Zhao Chi had no desire to talk to her at all.

But this was a perfect chance to get closer and observe.

"May I ask who you are?"

Zhao Chi didn't care who she was; he just pretended to casually lower his head and glanced at her legs.

Confirmed.

It was the old version of the ultra-thin, ultra-silky stockings.

Made by his own hands.

The male beside her looked at Zhao Chi with a gaze full of some inexplicable amusement.

He was probably also Resistance Army.

Although there was no direct evidence, Zhao Chi had a very strong feeling about this inside.

Brook Village, the Zhao family…

Zhao Chi suddenly felt his identity was very dangerous.

He exchanged a couple of polite words and immediately left.

But a question inevitably arose in his heart.

So many Resistance Army members coming here — what for?