"My beauty, if you admit defeat now, I'll pay for it." Tver looked at Song Xia with predatory eyes, but Song Xia only returned his gaze coldly.
Seeing that he had been rejected, Tver became furious. With his current status, he could find any beautiful woman he wanted. Since she didn't know what was good for her, he shouldn't blame him for being impolite.
As the battle bell rang, Tver attacked Song Xia. Now that he was in the fighting arena, he naturally showed no mercy. But what was particularly despicable was that, in order to please the audience, he specifically targeted the woman's sensitive areas.
As an underground fighting arena in the black market, the fights here don't have many strict rules in order to attract more viewers. They do whatever excites the audience, and the loser has no say.
Song Xia's gaze was icy, and she nimbly dodged, because Tver's attack speed was too fast, and she had not yet found an opportunity to counterattack.
However, her ability to dodge so quickly was beyond the expectations of the audience. But dodging all the time wouldn't work. To ensure the excitement of the fight, she had to retaliate within the allotted time.
Facing the oncoming punch from Tver, Song Xia quickly crouched down and then kicked Tver's knee. To her surprise, Tver's lower body was very stable. Then Tver punched her in the head. Song Xia rolled away with all her might and narrowly dodged.
The two exchanged a few moves, which further ignited the atmosphere, with some audience members even cheering for her.
But several attacks failed to hit her, especially against this seemingly frail woman, which enraged Tver.
"You little bitch, you're asking for it." Tver charged at him like a small mountain.
Song Xia braced herself with one hand and kicked Tver's head hard with her right foot. Instantly, Song Xia felt her instep go numb. However, Tver wasn't much better off and staggered back several steps.
Tver's strength was evident in the previous fights, but now Song Xia was able to fight him to a draw. The audience finally realized that she had real skills and was not just trying to show off and get herself killed.
"Xia Song! Xia Song! Kick him! Kick him!"
Song Xia launched a series of kicks. Since Tver had been attacking her sensitive areas, she wouldn't be surprised if she attacked the man's vitals.
To avoid injury to his vital parts, Tver could only defend himself. The two men's positions were reversed, and boos immediately began to pour in on Tver.
That's how it is in underground fighting arenas. The audience doesn't care much about a fighter. They cheer for whoever excites them, and they hurl insults at whoever makes them lose money.
Many viewers bet their fortunes on Tver today, but who could have predicted that Tver would perform so poorly?
Tver was instantly enraged and quickly launched a counterattack using the arena's fence. While Song Xia was not as strong as Tver, Tver was not as agile. In particular, Song Xia's moves left Tver completely bewildered, making the power-hungry Tver feel powerless.
"You little bastard, have the guts to fight me head-on. What kind of fighting is it to keep dodging?"
Song Xia was not about to fall for his trick and continued to proceed at her own pace.
With a punch and a kick, she continued to inflict damage on Tver. Based on her previous observations, Tver had a characteristic: although his explosive power was strong, his endurance was insufficient. Therefore, she only needed to use flexible attacks to wear down Tver's energy.
"Ah!" Tver erupted again. This time, he seized the opportunity and punched Song Xia's left arm. Song Xia couldn't dodge in time and immediately felt a sharp pain. Then her face turned pale as she felt as if her bones had shattered.
Despite having thoroughly studied him, he is still a fighter with a seven-game winning streak, and should not be underestimated.
The cheers from the crowd turned towards Tver, who grinned menacingly, feeling that victory was in his grasp.
"You little bitch, even if you beg me now, I still won't let you go."
"Is that so?" Song Xia grinned, kicking out with lightning speed. Then, taking advantage of Tver's momentary lapse in attention, she suddenly grabbed his neck, tripped him to the ground, and then used her knee to forcefully press down on his airway. In an instant, Tver's face turned red, and he struggled to breathe.
But he didn't give up easily. He kept punching Song Xia's body. Song Xia endured the pain of her fractured bones and used her knees even harder.
Soon, Tver lost his strength due to difficulty breathing and then fell into a coma. In fact, Song Xia could have taken this opportunity to kill Tver, but she did not, because she also suffered serious internal injuries and needed to be sent to the medical pod for treatment in time. It was just a fight, and since she had won, she was not as persistent as Tver.
The host helped Song Xia up from Tver, and the entire audience stood up and cheered for her. Song Xia raised her remaining arm to signal to everyone, and then she was helped off the stage.
In fact, her injuries were far more serious than Bitville's. She vomited blood several times as soon as she was taken away by the medical staff.
But she smiled happily. Winning her first fight brought her closer to finding Ye'er. She had heard that Roger of the Fog Sea Pirates was a top fighter. She wondered when she would be able to meet him.
On the capital planet, Ling Chengrong, Ling Wenbang, and Ling Wenying were all trying their best to find her, but none of the three expected that she, who was always gentle, would be the first to step into the fighting arena, thus losing the opportunity to search for her information immediately.
Meanwhile, Ling Wenye, who had been drugged, was sent to Rogge's territory.
Roger glanced at him curiously: "Is he really Ling Chengrong's son?"
The subordinate excitedly replied, "Absolutely true."
Roger, however, was uninterested: "Let's take him down and raise him with the other little ones for now."
"Boss, don't you need to keep an eye on them personally? It would be interesting if they grew up and stood on the opposite side of Ling Chengrong in the future."
"It's too early to say that. Who knows what he'll become? Just brainwash him and make him believe that he can only be a space pirate for the rest of his life. Even if he's not strong enough to compete with Ling Chengrong in the future, it won't be a waste of money if he can annoy Ling Chengrong."
"Yes, boss."
And so, Ling Wenye, who had lost his memory and was filled with fear, was thrown into the pirates' orphanage. Unlike the orphanages on the capital planet, which had dedicated caregivers and provided food and drink, the orphanages here required fighting for daily rations. It was common for the thin children to starve to death or be beaten to death, after all, the pirate crew did not support useless people.
At first, Ling Wenye was bullied for several days and even had difficulty getting water. But one day, he was so hungry that he bit a boy who was a head taller than him, biting off the boy's fingers that were trying to take his bread, and then protected his food.
The pirate guarding him laughed and gave him an extra loaf of bread.
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