Chapter 279

Fortunately, the result was not as bad as I imagined."

Vill-V crossed her arms over her chest, her brow furrowed.

She pointed out with her usual calmness and seriousness:

"That final scene, Litost's attempt to kill someone,

was truly horrifying!

This is not just a trampling of competition rules,

but a challenge to humanity."

And Pardofelis was even more furious.

She gritted her teeth and said indignantly:

"That guy named Litost,

his behavior is truly vicious!"

Her eyes flashed with anger,

clearly extremely dissatisfied with this person's conduct.

She questioned in confusion: "The opponent had already forfeited the match,

had already lost the ability to resist, why did he still have to deal such a heavy blow?"

This question,

was like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's hearts,

pointing directly at Litost's twisted soul.

"He is intentionally harming others!

His behavior has exceeded the scope of competition,

and entered the realm of crime!"

Pardofelis's voice was filled with anger and a sense of justice.

And Vill-V corrected more firmly:

"No, it's not just as simple as intentionally harming others.

His behavior has already constituted intentional murder!"

Returning to the video, the content continued to play, and a tense atmosphere permeated every corner.

Coralie quickly stepped forward,

her eyes revealing concern for the wounded.

She carefully checked the wounded's injuries,

while hurriedly saying:

"She's just unconscious, let's stop the bleeding first."

Her voice was firm and powerful,

as if injecting strength into everyone.

"But be careful, don't tear her wounds."

Coralie instructed again,

her gaze never leaving the wounded's body.

Then, she looked up,

looked ahead, and called out to her companions:

"Helia, Cabbage-head (Captain), come help quickly."

Her voice echoed in the air,

conveying urgency and a sense of responsibility.

And at this moment, on the other side of the stage,

a more intense confrontation was unfolding.

223. New trailer, Loli struggle! [Little Durandal] arm wrestling VS [Theresa]?

[Griseo: Wow, Griseo wants to go to the scene to see it personally, it must be very exciting and thrilling!]

[Vill-V: It does feel very exciting, I don't know what the result will be, it's truly something to look forward to!]

[Pardofelis: Yes, yes,

I'm really looking forward to the next development,

will there be any unexpected twists?]

[Elysia: See it on site?

I guess we won't have the chance~

But watching it through the screen is just as exciting,

and you can feel that tension and excitement.]

Outside the light screen, with the Three Main Characters.

When they heard this tense and exciting content,

they couldn't help but feel a bit worried for that person named Shelby.

In their minds,

Durandal's strength was like a towering mountain,

reaching into the clouds,

clearly far exceeding Shelby's seemingly ordinary strength.

Moreover, the title was already like a bright lamp,

clearly revealing the result of the battle—even Theresa,

that partner who had fought side-by-side with them countless times,

had been defeated in this contest!

And the one who defeated Theresa

was naturally Durandal, known as the strongest Valkyrie,

which undoubtedly strengthened their confidence in Durandal.

At this moment,

everyone's confidence in Durandal reached an unprecedented peak,

as if they had already seen the dawn of victory.

Kiana gently rested her cheeks on her hands,

her eyes sparkling with anticipation and excitement,

staring intently at the screen,

afraid of missing any detail,

"Hehe, the most exciting moment is coming soon, Sister will definitely shine!"

"Really looking forward to it!"

She exclaimed again,

her tone filled with trust and worship for Durandal.

"That person named Shelby

absolutely cannot be Sister's opponent."

She said decisively,

her tone revealing absolute affirmation of Durandal's strength.

Bronya was playing a game with her head down,

although she seemed distracted,

she didn't even look up at the screen,

and said confidently:

"I think so too,

Sister Durandal will definitely win,

this is beyond doubt."

Sitting to the side, Raiden Mei,

holding a cup of hot coffee,

chewing on a crispy croissant,

analyzed objectively: "Judging from the previous situation,

that person named Shelby,

whether in strength or technique,

doesn't look like someone who can defeat Durandal."

Fu Hua also nodded, echoing indifferently:

"Mhm, although the story hasn't officially begun,

the ending seems clearly visible,

Durandal's victory is a certainty."

Kiana nodded upon hearing this,

saying with full agreement:

"Exactly,

Sister is an invincible existence,

no matter what kind of opponent she faces,

she can handle it easily."

Raiden Mei smiled helplessly,

shaking her head gently,

"Although what you said is a bit exaggerated,

it does reflect everyone's deep trust and anticipation for Durandal."

Kiana puffed out her cheeks,

saying firmly:

"Anyway, that's what I think,

Sister will definitely win!

No matter what difficulties she encounters,

she will forge ahead,

until she achieves final victory!"

Under the gaze of burning eyes, the content continued to play.

When Durandal heard the old man's words about betting the entire martial arts gym,

she was stunned for a moment,

then quickly waved her hands,

a hint of shock and unease appearing on her face.

"Ah? No... betting the entire martial arts gym,

this... this isn't very good, right?"

Her tone revealed a hint of hesitation and conflict,

clearly finding this sudden decision unbelievable.

At this moment, Durandal,

her heart was like a surging river,

conflicted by this heavy trust,

and nervous about the upcoming challenge.

Her eyes were flickering,

looking for a reasonable exit,

to release this sudden pressure.

The grandfather of the martial arts gym saw this,

and walked slowly toward Durandal with a cane,

his steps were stumbling,

but his eyes were exceptionally firm.

He gently patted the girl's shoulder,

and said kindly,

his voice filled with warmth and encouragement:

"Don't worry, child.

Since you stood up for my family,

I must return the same trust.

Moreover,

I am also a martial artist,

after these few days,

I won't misjudge your ability."

The grandfather's words gradually calmed Durandal's originally nervous mood.

She held her head high and chest out,

her eyes sparkling with firm light,

a clear spring poured into her heart,

and her whole body was filled with strength and courage.

"Good, it seems,

there is one more reason why I must win."

Her voice, although calm,

revealed incomparable determination.

And standing to the side, Shelby,

seeing the old man trust the young girl so much,

couldn't help but sneer.

He sized up Durandal,

that thin body and youthful face,

no matter how he looked, she didn't look like an opponent who could contend with him.

"Ha, Old Jin, are you serious about this?"

He asked with a bit of mockery,

clearly not taking this little girl seriously.

"Fine, fine, fine,

an arm can be back on the ground in ten days or half a month."

Shelby continued,

his tone filled with confidence and provocation,

"Little sister, I won't bully you too much,

I'll just teach you how to arm wrestle!"

After speaking,

he turned to look at the old man,

a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth,

"Old Jin, don't say the child is small and refuse to pay up later!"

As both sides were ready,

their hands were tightly overlapped,

and the atmosphere instantly became tense and heavy.

Shelby looked at the child in front of him with full confidence,