Chapter 369: Chapter 369

As the match began, the Duel Arena burst into excitement. Those who hadn’t bet coins watched for enjoyment, while those who had bet watched for the outcome. Yet, everyone unanimously believed that the chicken was on a suicide mission.

No commands were needed—the Hyena, at the top of this food chain, limped towards its prey. Its bite force reached 1,300 pounds, slightly more than a tiger’s. Even if the fat chicken was armored with a large metal plate, it meant as little to the Hyena as a human caring about a crayfish’s pincers. At most, it would hurt if pinched.

The Hyena was very irritable then. It needed to quickly finish off the chicken so it could go back and nurse its injuries.

Like all hens, the fat chicken loved to nestle in its coop, comfortably squinting its eyes. It was an innocent and peace-loving chicken, unlike the fierce pets of the Duel Arena that tore at any creature they saw. But when the Hyena truly launched its killing intent, the chicken finally realized that this dog, like the one from yesterday, was a bad dog intending to harm it. Its owner truly hadn’t been joking!

The host narrated with vibrant enthusiasm, continuing to ignite the atmosphere. "Oh, we can see the Hyena has charged! It can’t resist such a plump chicken! However, the chicken seems not to have reacted yet. I’d bet my forty-year career: this is the first time I’ve ever seen a chicken that doesn’t run from a dog. Could this be some kind of simpleton chicken? Now, the Hyena has opened its foul-smelling maw and is biting down on the chicken’s unprotected rump—it looks like the fight is over!"

The fight was indeed over.

It ended contrary to everyone’s expectations, without any twists or even fluctuations.

Because suddenly, the agonized shrieks of the Hyena filled the arena. The seemingly dazed chicken abruptly turned and pecked furiously at the Hyena’s eyes with its iron beak. Spectators close by said it looked like a woodpecker at work.

In just a few seconds, in the blink of an eye, the Hyena’s head sported numerous bloody holes. The fat chicken, robust as a young calf, squinted its eyes in enjoyment as it ate the Hyena’s eyes and brains completely clean. It ate with great relish.

Monkey, Ah Huang, and Qiqi all swallowed hard, realizing that what Jing Shu had said about her fat chicken loving to eat eyes and brains was true!

It was as if the tiny crayfish hadn’t just fought back, but had also pecked out the human’s eyes and devoured their brains—that was likely the feeling coursing through the host and the Noble spectators now. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕥⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥

The fat chicken stuck its rump out, raised its head proudly, and seemed to taunt, You? You thought you could mess with *my* butt?

"Oh my heavens, what just happened? This chicken... did it just pull off a successful counterattack? Good heavens, did everyone see that? This chicken, it’s a true fighting chicken! I declare, this battle’s victory goes to the fighting chicken!"

The Duel Arena erupted with curses, many claiming it was a rigged fight. How could a chicken possibly kill a Hyena? They demanded an official review by the judges.

Many had lost several days’ worth of meals, and some mercenaries had bet large amounts of Black Market Coins. The Hyena’s owner had it even worse. He had bet all his money on this fight to make a comeback, only to lose not just the bet but also his Hyena, which now lay on the ground like a dead dog, its brains completely devoured.

It was hard to imagine that this chicken, even if it looked large, possessed such fighting capability.

"Now, can this chicken continue its success? Please place your bets for the next round! Let’s see what awaits in the second round... Oh, it’s an eagle, a natural predator that lives by hunting! Everyone probably knows how eagles prey on chickens—this is a natural counter! Furthermore, since an eagle can constantly stay airborne, it’s already in an invincible position," the host said, shaking his head with a hint of pity. He even casually bet one Black Market Coin on the chicken to win.

The competition’s judge quickly took the stage, somewhat calming the crowd’s anger. The eagle, its eyes covered, made a dashing entry perched on someone’s shoulder.

Although the fat chicken was quite big, it still wasn’t as large as this eagle. Perched on the shoulder of the tall and sturdy foreigner, the eagle made the big man look several sizes smaller.

"Fuck, this round, this eagle better perform well for me."

"I also bet on the eagle. I simply can’t believe that a ground-running chicken could ever eat an eagle from the sky."

Amidst the buzzing discussions from the crowd below, Little Black vividly translated. Jing Shu smiled without saying a word. She glanced towards the Noble District. Were the Nobles really content to just watch her attempt to win ten consecutive life-or-death duels?

"Alright, let’s start the match already, I can’t wait any longer!"

The eagle was placed in the large cage. The fat chicken had finished eating the edible parts of the Hyena; it still preferred delicacies like braised pork ribs and Fried Chicken Legs over raw food.

The eagle, gaining brief freedom, circled the iron cage a few times, letting out several sharp cries as it soared. The match didn’t need the host to shout "start"; it had begun the moment the cage door shut.

The fat chicken lay calmly on the ground, ever a chicken in pursuit of fine food. The eagle, however, had been starved for two days. It now extended its sharp talons and swooped down. The Duel Arena erupted in excited shouts. Faced with such a disadvantage, what resistance could the chicken possibly offer? Could it peck out the eagle’s eyes as it had the Hyena’s?

The eagle wasn’t as clever as the Hyena and didn’t understand the steel helmet the fat chicken wore. It simply used its usual hunting method, grabbing the fat chicken’s steel helmet and attempting to break its spine.

The fat chicken weighed over 25 kilograms, and with the steel helmet, the eagle still didn’t seem to struggle. After all, eagles had hunted large animals like wolves, deer, and sheep before. A chicken was just a minor matter.

"Oh my God, look! The eagle really has lifted the chicken! But the steel helmet saved the chicken’s life. As the eagle tries to tear the chicken apart with its claws, it encounters a problem. Now, the eagle’s usual method is to drop its prey from a great height or crash into it at high speed. After a few repetitions, no animal could withstand such an impact."

The host sounded somewhat regretful, but the audience whistled, thrilled that the plot was finally unfolding as they had hoped!

Jing Shu nodded, fully agreeing with the host. Indeed, it was the steel helmet that had saved the chicken’s life.

"Oh look, that chicken is still trying to fight back in mid-air, so naive! Well, the game is over. The eagle is fiercely smashing the chicken towards the ground! Even with a steel helmet, it won’t change a thing!"

The fat chicken flailed its claws helplessly in mid-air, looking quite pitiful and eliciting loud laughter from the crowd.

But soon, no one was laughing.

With a loud THUD, the eagle, which had intended to slam the fat chicken forcefully onto the ground, somehow ended up crashing violently onto the ground itself. After the high-speed, spinning impact, the eagle shrieked in pain and immediately tried to struggle back into the air.

But then, a scene that shocked everyone unfolded.