1555 Legend of the Zombie Arena
Qiao Mu did not know how far she had walked. Her sight blurred, and then her body got pulled down by some force.
Suddenly, yells and cheers entered her ears, accompanied by all sorts of jeers and roars of laughter. A thunderous drumbeat assaulted her senses.
All sorts of frenzied noises enveloped her completely.
Qiao Mu adjusted herself in mid-air before landing firmly on the ground.
When she looked closely, she saw that there were two young men and one woman beside her; however, she was unable to make out their features.
Because these three people were in an extremely sorry state, with their outer garments having basically been ripped to shreds, they were extremely nervous. This caused them to involuntarily shake the swords in their hands.
When they saw Qiao Mu appear, that woman's expression changed as she yelled, "Little Miss, quickly, retreat quickly! Retreat behind us!"
Qiao Mu was stunned. When she scanned the surroundings, she finally realized that she had fallen into a circular arena.
The spectators in the grandstands around them were cheering and clapping as if watching an amazing show.
Some feverish people in the front even kept hitting the railing before them with their clubs as they screeched, "Go, go get them! Go quickly!"
"Tut, here comes another tiny ant from a Lower Star Domain!"
"My little cuties, quickly use your sharp claws and fangs to tear apart these ants that climbed out from the cesspool!"
"Awooh!!"
One excited scream after another pierced Qiao Mu's eardrums, and she immediately knitted her brows in displeasure.
"Noisy!"
Seeing that this newcomer was not paralyzed in fear, the man sitting in the first row's main seat was taken aback. He then stood up and announced with a hearty laugh, "A new round of betting has started! Everyone, take a guess whether these tiny ants from the Lower Star Domain can make it out of our Thunder Plains alive, hahahaha!"
"Awooooooh!" The people in the grandstand let out exhilarated howls as a thrill-seeking rush burned in their eyes.
The two men and one woman exchanged glances before taking a deep breath.
One of the men said, "Princess, if there is an opportunity, leave first with His Highness."
"No! Ji Feng, if you dare die, I will not forgive you in this lifetime!"
"Awooooh!" Intense shouts came from outside the stage, once again interrupting their conversation.
"Haha, they're calling each other 'Princess' and 'Highness.'"
"Let me tell you people. Since you've entered the boundaries of our Shuntian Prefecture, put away those forms of royal address from the Lower Star Domain."
"Here, there is only the Prefecture Lord! Only the Mercenary King! Whoever is strong is in power!"
"Awoooh!"
*Swish!* An arrow instantly lodged into a howling man's mouth with the force of a thunderbolt.
It directly pierced through his throat and nailed his body to the back of his seat.
The howling roars in the arena instantly quieted down. Everyone stared in shock and disbelief at that man who had been shot dead in his seat.
They then followed that man's gaze, which expressed his extreme shock even in death, and settled on the stage opposite him.
There, they saw a little lady dressed in plain clothes apathetically putting away her crossbow. She swept them a cold glance. "Noisy!"
The crowd seethed with agitation at once.
