Chapter 767 Gods' Game: Card Swapping 11
Three days after selling the props, Zhu Ri sold off the fat goose.
She kept her promise and sold the candle to an ordinary couple who ran a tailor shop.
Every day, she left a mark on Fat Goose, and no matter where he went, she would ask Fat Goose for 300 servings of magical food at the end of each month.
After carefully collecting the gold coins from selling the fat goose, she set off again with the little oak owl.
The town's outline disappeared from view.
Suddenly, Zhu Ri spoke up: "You must be a child who grew up in happiness."
Yu Xunge, who was flying at full speed to catch up with Zhu Ri, was taken aback, not understanding why Zhu Ri suddenly said this.
—"Because you gave your trust too easily, you were filled with beautiful expectations and self-righteous imagination about me."
"You admire my strength, you want my guidance, but you also want to rely on me, am I right?"
"Someone like you isn't fit to be my apprentice."
As he said this, Zhu Ri kept admiring the little oak owl's expression.
At first, the other person was taken aback and embarrassed, her face turning red. But when she finished speaking, Little Oak Owl was stunned, and her features relaxed in surprise.
She looked at herself in surprise, her eyes clear and her tone sincere. She asked, "I... I thought I was still in the stage of helping you and redeeming myself from your hands. It would be best if I could occasionally get a word or two of guidance."
How did it suddenly fast forward to becoming your apprentice?
The meaning in her eyes was so clear.
day by day:"……"
She grabbed the little oak owl by the back of her collar and lifted her up, saying fiercely, "Let's see what your choice will bring you."
For the next three days, she taught Little Oak Owl how to use a dagger. She only taught him three moves: [Bonecrushing], [Backstab], and [Throat Slit].
On the fourth day, she took Little Oak Owl to the lowest level of the underground arena and tossed her the dagger she had been using in class these past few days.
She held a money bag in her hand and said, "There are 1,000 gold coins in here. I will bet 50 gold coins on you to win every match from now on."
"I will leave the moment I run out of gold coins."
"If you can earn 5,000, then you will officially become my apprentice."
"I'm sorry, cub, you don't have a chance to choose again."
At that moment, a duel was taking place in the arena.
Those two were so mangled and bloody that their race was unrecognizable.
All I could hear were screams, shouts, and angry curses from the audience.
Yu Xunge had no choice but to shout out his question: "...Aren't you being too radical?"
"Ha!" Zhu Ri laughed loudly and said, "Very good, I now realize I was too conservative. I've decided to increase the stakes to 100 gold coins each time."
As she spoke, she grabbed the little owl by the back of her collar and lifted her up as if she were just picking up a stray cat or dog on the roadside. She then tossed her to the staff and turned away without looking back.
…
--"Bang."
Yu Xunge flew backward, leaving a bloody trail on the ground before finally crashing heavily to the ground.
She has lost sight in one eye, as the eyeball was gouged out by a brutal adversary. She has also lost most of her teeth, which were already in the process of losing them, making it very difficult for her to eat lately.
The once glossy, smooth long hair has been transformed into a messy short haircut. The cut is smooth but not neat, clearly indicating that the owner disliked the long hair and cut it several times with a sharp blade.
This is her 21st day in the arena; she has lost 26 times and won 92 times.
Every victory she achieved was accompanied by the death of her opponent.
Because Zhu Ri only taught her three moves, and two of those moves could render the opponent incapacitated for a short time, while the remaining move was to directly end their life.
This clash between naivety and ruthlessness created an incredibly magical chemical reaction, earning her a great deal of popularity in the arena.
This was her way of survival. Perhaps because more and more spectators were watching her matches, starting from the third day, the arena would send someone to treat her after each duel.
She didn't use the two golden fingers on the back of her hand. Before sending her in, she used special ink to erase the two patterns. At the time, she didn't understand Zhu Ri's intention.
Until another gladiator, just like her, had their hidden magical item taken away as soon as they left the arena, she knew then that she couldn't use it.
If you want to leave here alive, you can't use it.
Both "Sleepless Tonight" and "Bubble Nebula" have extremely obvious movements that cannot be hidden.
Yu Xunge herself was surprised at how quickly she could adapt.
Unlike in movies and TV shows, she didn't vomit, cry, or have nightmares after her first murder.
She doesn't have the time.
Because after her first murder, she was still recovering from the shock of almost having her head cut off.
Because after each murder, she had to seize the time to heal and rest, waiting for the next enemy.
She wasn't in the mood for it either.
Because her leniency and every hesitation she showed left her with a profound lesson.
She won't even be delayed for long; within 10 seconds, she will definitely pay the price for her hesitation and soft heart.
Oh no, not price, but retribution.
Wounds and pain are the best ways to get rid of bad habits.
"Little birdman, get up!"
"Garbage, garbage, garbage! I shouldn't have placed my bet on you!"
—"Tear her apart, tear that piece of trash apart!"
"Don't let her die too easily!"
The audience was filled with angry shouts; those who bet on her to win were calling her trash, and those who bet on her to lose were cursing her for not dying yet.
This is her daily routine.
She would cry about it for the first few days.
The dark shadow in the air rapidly approached him, and Yu Xunge, who had been pretending to be dead, quickly rolled half a circle and flew up to avoid the orc's heavy stomp.
She flew from above to behind the other person, plunged the dagger into the back of their neck, gripped the dagger tightly with both hands, and slashed downwards. Her light wings flapped at maximum frequency as she dove downwards, using this method to compensate for her lack of strength.
The dagger sliced down the opponent's spine. Each time it encountered a bone, Yu Xunge's wrist would tremble slightly. The dagger deftly and precisely bypassed bone after bone, cutting through flesh close to the bone, and in an instant, it cut a huge wound on the orc's back.
— [Bone removal]!
A perfect dismemberment, a dismemberment that almost cut the orc in half!
boom!
The orc, who was three times the height of Yu Xunge, collapsed with a thud.
Only the little oak owl, panting heavily, remained in the arena.
The stands were filled with roars and shouts, praise and insults. Under the intense gaze of the crowd, she stood covered in blood, using it to hold her disheveled hair back. She raised her deformed hands, pointed at the audience, and roared in a childish voice:
"Speak louder! Let me hear who's barking like a dog?! Tell me, who's the trash? Who's the useless piece of trash?!"
Yes, she stopped crying on the fourth day; she learned to use trash talk!
It's fair to say that her progress in learning trash talk and her combat experience grew in tandem.
If Qiu Guo knew that she had gone astray, she would probably hide in the kitchen and cry for a long time.
Countless food and drinks rained down from the stands, but Yu Xunge didn't even glance at them before flying away from the arena.
When she first entered the arena, she had to collect food to eat, but as more and more people watched her fight and she became more and more popular, the arena would provide her with food and medicine to heal her wounds.
This time, however, she sat in her small room for a long time and did not receive any food or medicine.
Just when she thought she would die alone here, a huge shadow loomed over her.
Looking at the shadow on the ground, and noticing the pointed ears, she froze, then abruptly looked up at the newcomer—Zhu Ri!
The elf smiled and asked her, "Now, do you hate me?"
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