The thick earthen wall collapsed downwards.

A petite figure rushed forward, its size constantly expanding in the pupils of the shadow.

The cold wind howled, blowing the shadow's long hair.

The girl in front of him was wearing tiger-head boxing gloves. Her arms were as thick as an adult man's thigh, with bulging veins and throbbing blood, like two taut pythons.

"What?!"

The shadow seemed slightly lost in thought.

The equipment the prey was wearing was a level 18 loot item, the [Tiger Head Gauntlets], which was of no use to mages.

The accompanying skill, called Beast Blood Boiling, increases the user's strength for ten seconds, then leaves them weakened for ten minutes, with all abilities reduced by half.

This is a piece of junk equipment that's not very useful even in the hands of a warrior.

The prey abandoned the staff and chose such a piece of junk.

Your own win rate, plus %!

This is how it should be.

But for some reason, it felt fear.

Every part of my body was shaking.

The odds of winning that I calculated in my mind plummeted.

From %, it quickly dropped to 90%, 80%, and 40%.

"Eora!"

Monica punched Shadow in the forehead.

"Ugh—"

Shadow winced in pain, clutching his forehead, and quickly stopped the Rockfall spell, switching to the faster Earth Spear spell.

"Ora Ora!"

Monica aimed two punches at the shadow's mouth.

The shadow's mouthful of teeth, mixed with blood, flew everywhere.

It takes at least two seconds for it to unleash the Earth Spear spell, but Monica in her Beast Blood state can deliver five punches in one second!

Monica's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, her body heated up, and her mind was filled with only the three words: fight, fight, fight.

I'm going to give Shadow a good beating!

Influenced by the boiling of beastly blood, Monica's timid nature vanished.

"Ora! Ora ora ora ora ora!"

The fists blasted at the shadow like cannonballs.

"No, stop—my win rate, my win rate is..."

The shadow was bruised and swollen, with its teeth flying everywhere.

Suddenly, I realized with a start.

Its win rate dropped to 0% without anyone noticing!

"Demon Fists and Fangs!"

Monica used a move she had seen in a comic book.

He openly shouted out his punches, but in reality, he swept an iron elbow towards the opponent's chin.

Imagine your arm is a black mamba snake, and swing it out with all your might.

Mamba elbow strike!

Bang!

"Waaaaah!"

The shadow screamed repeatedly.

Monica elbowed his chin so hard it was crooked.

It transforms into a human-shaped spinning top, dancing gracefully in the air.

The shadow suffered excessive blood loss, its life barrier shattered, and its chin was injured.

Feeling limp all over, he fell to the ground with a thud.

He died on the spot!

A portal of light appeared before Monica.

In front of the door, there was also a reward orb from the Goddess of the World Tree.

"Huh? You won already? I haven't had enough yet."

I saw the shadow disappear and return to my feet.

Monica scratched her head, looking bewildered.

I can hardly believe it.

She actually beat the shadow to death with her own fists.

When I opened my palm, there was a strip of paper soaked with sweat.

It's as if you can see the captain's encouraging smile through the strong, upright handwriting.

Monica carefully put the note back into the ring as a keepsake.

"It worked! Yay!"

After cheering twice, the beastly blood boiling state ended.

A strong sense of weakness washed over me.

It's ten times more tiring than working up a sweat after training!

Monica landed on the ground, lying face down like a dried-out salted fish.

It doesn't matter if a stray cat takes it away.

No one can make her move a finger.

No wonder the Tiger Head Gauntlets are such unsellable junk equipment; the side effects are just too strong!

Monica wondered to herself, "Could it be that the captain realized back then that this piece of junk equipment could help her pass the Heart Refining Mirror?"

This can hardly be called being prepared for a rainy day.

It's like he had a prophecy!

Monica chuckled, once again impressed by Linda's wisdom.

It's worth noting that Linda not only prepared a plan for her, but also for the other team members.

Linda had foreseen everything long ago, even before her teammates were aware of it.

Without these secret tips, it's easy to imagine that Luanweihua would have been severely weakened by this trial, making it impossible for her to defeat the Flame Giant.

"I wonder what's in Lulu and the others' pouches."

Monica rested for ten minutes, then stood up and walked toward the Gate of Light.

"Wait, that's not right."

Monica suddenly paused, startled.

Her expression turned somewhat horrified.

It was as if they had discovered something terrifying.

The secret pouch must be something you haven't seen yourself, otherwise it's as if you haven't seen the shadow.

The shadow likely replicates a portion of the person's memories as well.

Monica noticed this rule.

but

What should Linda do?

The team members did not know the contents of the secret plan.

But what about Linda?

Did he prepare a plan for himself?

Even if you prepare, it's useless if the shadow knows your tactics beforehand.

Monica's heart skipped a beat.

She wasn't the most dangerous one in this trial.

It was Linda herself!

She walked anxiously through the portal and arrived at a fiery red hall just like before.

There were four people who were already here.

Kaphni, Lulu, Tasia.

Anna seemed to have just come out. Her beautiful black hair clung to her snow-white neck, her face was tired, and she held a purple-gold coin in her hand, absorbing the magic within.

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