After receiving the additional promise from the production team, the spirits of the three members of the Hunting Squad soared, and their determination grew even stronger. The White Tigers vowed to ruthlessly crush the Challenger Team, who were clearly outmatched, and subject them to brutal torture before slowly consuming them, leaving a permanent psychological shadow in their memories.
With a slight adjustment, the three of them, according to the newly devised battle plan, moved to attack the Challenger Team separately. They intended to settle both old and new scores between the Spirit Beast Entertainment Co., Ltd., and the Gogolniky Entertainment Co., Ltd., once and for all!
Among them, Little Tiger was determined to settle the score with Uncle Mold, who had left several unhealed knife wounds on his head; Hot Temper naturally aimed to settle the score with Dream Jia, who had challenged him in the last round and snatched away the crucial key; and White Tiger directly intercepted Jia, blocking her path. Hmph! This girl never gave him any respect. He was determined to teach her a lesson and leave a deep impression of his majestic figure in her mind! White Tiger thought wickedly.
"Hey, darling! Do I look handsome enough now? Am I irresistible? If you submit to me, I'll graciously spare your insignificant life. But if you refuse, don't blame me for being ruthless! Hehehe!" White Tiger threatened Jia verbally, spreading his arms even wider than her waist in a welcoming gesture. Meanwhile, the dozen or so eyeballs sewn onto his face leered shamelessly up and down Jia's body.
But to White Tiger's surprise, instead of showing fear or submission in the face of his newfound strength, Jia responded with disdainful mockery, "Go to hell, you shameless freak! You dirty scoundrel! You're not just a psychologically twisted pervert now, but also an extremely ugly toad! Haven't you ever looked in a mirror? With your hideous appearance, you dare to dream of having someone like me? Disgusting! You're dreaming!"
Jia's relentless barrage of insults struck White Tiger to the core, causing him immense psychological damage. Under Jia's relentless mockery, the audience couldn't help but burst into laughter, agreeing that such an ugly White Tiger was truly unworthy of the ethereal beauty of Jia. White Tiger's confidence was shattered by Jia's mocking words and the laughter of the audience, leading him to lose all patience with Jia.
Thus, wiping the smirk off his face, White Tiger cursed, "Hmph! You ungrateful bitch! I'll tear your damn mouth apart!"
With that, White Tiger swiftly clasped his palms together, intending to trap Jia firmly. But Jia, anticipating his move, reacted instantly. She quickly rolled forward, then, while pressing against White Tiger's body, she raised the crossbow that had already been loaded and fired at him.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
Since Jia was launching a close-range attack, White Tiger had no chance to dodge the arrows. However, realizing that these arrows couldn't cause him much harm, White Tiger didn't bother to dodge when he saw Jia preparing to shoot. Instead, he withdrew his hands and grabbed Jia.
But the next moment, White Tiger paid a heavy price for his carelessness. In fact, Jia already knew that her crossbow couldn't harm White Tiger's tough skin. However, she didn't attack blindly out of panic. She continued to use the crossbow against White Tiger because its close-range shooting speed was fast enough to prevent White Tiger from defending or dodging. Only in this way could she ensure that her arrows hit the exposed eyeballs on White Tiger's head accurately.
With her crossbow, Jia could fire three arrows in quick succession, and since she was so close to White Tiger, two of these arrows successfully burst his eyeballs on the spot. After his two eyeballs exploded, White Tiger let out a roar of pain and then collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony, clutching his bleeding and pus-filled head.
Little Tiger and Hot Temper quickly noticed White Tiger's plight. Therefore, they immediately restrained their arrogance and adopted a more cautious approach towards Uncle Mold and Arun. With White Tiger's vulnerable spot—his exposed eyeballs—now exposed, they had to be even more careful in the ensuing battle to avoid giving the Challenger Team another chance to injure their eyes and drag them into a tough fight. On the Challenger Team's side, thanks to Jia's successful ambush at close range, their confidence in facing the three mutated monsters increased.
"Arun! Watch out!" Just as Arun's attention was drawn to the battle on Jia's side again, he suddenly heard Uncle Mold's loud warning. Then, he felt a strong wind blowing towards him. Realizing the danger, Arun instinctively raised his giant axe to block it. Then, he heard a loud crack as Hot Temper suddenly launched an attack, sending Arun flying with a powerful slap.
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"Arun! Are you okay?" Uncle Mold, who was once again entangled in chaos with Little Tiger, asked in a hurry.
"I'm fine! That Hot Temper guy is really damn strong!" Arun, after rolling on the ground for a while, stood up again and hurled the axe, now broken in two by Hot Temper, forcefully towards the approaching Hot Temper.
After receiving the additional promise from the production team, the spirits of the three members of the hunting squad were lifted, and their fighting spirit intensified. Baihu and his companions swore to ruthlessly crush the challenger team, who were clearly at a disadvantage, rubbing them against the ground and tormenting them mercilessly, leaving a permanent psychological shadow in their memories.
So, after a slight adjustment, the three of them followed the newly formulated battle plan and headed towards Ayun's team. They were ready to settle the old and new grudges between the Spirit Beast Entertainment Co., Ltd. and the Gogolnikyeva Entertainment Co., Ltd. once and for all!
Among them, Xiaohu was determined to settle scores with Uncle Mei, who had left several unhealed knife wounds on his head; Bad Temper naturally wanted to settle scores with Ayun, who had not only insulted him in the last challenge but also snatched away the crucial key; Baihu, on the other hand, directly blocked Jia'er's path. Hmph! This girl never looked at me with respect. This time, I must teach her a lesson and imprint my tall and majestic image deeply in her heart! Baihu contemplated with a wicked smirk.
"Little sister, am I handsome enough now? Am I attractive enough for you?! If you yield to me, I'll spare your life. If you don't, don't blame me for being ruthless! Hehehe!" Baihu threatened Jia'er with words, spreading his arms thicker than her waist, making a gesture as if waiting for her to fall into his embrace. Meanwhile, with about a dozen eyeballs seemingly sewn onto his face, he lecherously leered at Jia'er, shamelessly scanning her up and down.
But what Baihu didn't expect was Jia'er's fearless response. Instead of showing fear or submission, she responded disdainfully, "Go to hell! You shameless, perverted scum! You rascal! Not only are you a psychologically dirty pervert, but you're also an extremely ugly toad! Have you ever looked in the mirror? You, an ugly toad, dare to dream of having a taste of my life? Disgusting! You're dreaming!"
Jia'er's continuous verbal assault was like a knife to Baihu's heart, causing tons of damage. Under Jia'er's relentless mockery, the audience couldn't help but burst into laughter, indicating that Baihu, with his ugliness, was indeed unworthy of the still ethereal appearance of Jia'er. Baihu's self-confident demeanor was mercilessly mocked by Jia'er and the audience, leaving him feeling utterly humiliated and impatient with Jia'er.
So, wiping off his lecherous expression, Baihu cursed with a distorted face, "Hmph! You ungrateful wench! I'll tear your filthy mouth apart!"
With that, Baihu suddenly clasped his palms together, intending to restrain Jia'er tightly. However, as Baihu reached for her, Jia'er immediately reacted. She swiftly rolled forward, dodging Baihu's grasp, and then, while close to Baihu, raised the crossbow in her hand, which had already been loaded, and aimed it at Baihu.
"Swoosh, swoosh!"
As Jia'er launched her attack from close range, Baihu had no chance to evade the flying arrows. However, considering that these arrows wouldn't cause much harm to him, Baihu didn't attempt to dodge when he saw Jia'er preparing to shoot him. Instead, he withdrew his hands and tried to grab Jia'er.
But the next moment, Baihu paid a heavy price for his carelessness. In fact, Jia'er knew that the crossbow in her hand couldn't cause any harm to Baihu's tough skin. Moreover, Jia'er didn't choose her weapon randomly out of panic. She continued to use the crossbow against Baihu because its close-range shooting speed was fast enough to prevent Baihu from defending or dodging. Only in this way could she ensure that her arrows hit the exposed eyeballs on Baihu's head accurately.
With her crossbow, Jia'er could shoot three arrows in succession. Since she was shooting at close range, two of the three arrows successfully burst Baihu's two eyeballs on the spot. With his two eyeballs burst open, Baihu immediately yelled in pain, then clutched his head, which was oozing a mixture of blood and yellow-brown pus, and rolled on the ground in agony.
Xiaohu and Bad Temper quickly noticed Baihu being knocked down. Therefore, they immediately restrained their arrogance and faced Uncle Mei and Ayun more cautiously. Because with Baihu being injured, the greatest weakness of the three of them—exposed eyeballs on their foreheads—was exposed. This forced Xiaohu and Bad Temper to be more careful in the ensuing battle to avoid giving the challenger team another chance to injure their eyeballs and thus put them in a difficult situation. On the challenger team's side, due to Jia'er's successful close-range ambush, they gained more confidence in facing the three mutated monsters.
"Ayun! Watch out!" Just as Ayun's attention was once again drawn to the situation on Jia'er's side, he suddenly heard Uncle Mei's loud reminder. Then, he felt a strong wind blowing towards him. So, realizing the danger, Ayun instinctively raised the giant axe in his hand to block. Then, he heard a crisp sound, and Ayun was sent flying by Bad Temper's sudden attack.
"Ayun! Are you okay?" Uncle Mei, who was once again in chaos with Xiaohu, asked in a hurry.
"I'm fine! This guy, Bad Temper, has such monstrous strength!" After rolling on the ground for a few times, Ayun stood up again, then forcefully threw the axe, which had been split into two pieces by Bad Temper, at Bad Temper, who was charging towards him.