Chapter 195: Chapter 195

Without further thought, Long Shangxuan threw on a jacket, grabbed his keys, and quickly left his home.

「At the Emma Dynasty Club’s Emma Show Field.」

Amidst the roaring excitement of the crowd, the event once again reached its climax.

Hua Xiaomo once again delivered a beautiful hook punch, flattening her opponent to the ground. As another Super Mario charged at her, she swiftly ducked her head, feigned a vulnerability, lifted her opponent by the waist, and threw her out of the ring.

BOOM! That Super Mario hit the ground with a THUD. But the price Hua Xiaomo paid was heavy.

The instant that Super Mario was flung from the ring, BANG! A punch struck Hua Xiaomo in the chest...

Hua Xiaomo immediately knelt on one knee in pain. Her short hair, disheveled, trembled and obstructed her vision.

A buzzing sound rang in her ears, making it harder to hear clearly. She didn’t know if her auditory nerves had been damaged, and at that moment, she didn’t want to think about it.

It hurt, it really hurt! But only by persevering can I win everything—fifty million...

That’s an absolutely astronomical figure, and I just need to endure two more fights to get it!

Hua Xiaomo, you can’t lose, you can’t lose!

"The Goddess is mighty! The Goddess is mighty!!"

"Fight on! Fight on! Fight on!!"

"Fifty million! Fifty million!!!"

Some shouted the sum of money directly. Many tycoons, thoroughly aroused and excited, pulled out stacks of banknotes, fanned them out, and scattered them onto the stage.

The red banknotes drifted down onto the ring like snowflakes...

The Emma Show Field had almost reached an unprecedented, pulsating climax...

This was the thrilling and intense excitement that the "Magic Fantasy Goddess" brought them—fiery and explosive!

Ye Xiangxue, watching from below the stage, felt her eyes redden as she clutched Wen Yajun’s arm beside her. "Why does she have to keep going ? She’s clearly already..."

Wen Yajun, his heart aching, called out in a choked voice, "Hua Xiaomo, I’ve already called him! He’ll be here soon!"

But Hua Xiaomo, on stage, seemed unable to hear. Kneeling on one knee, she silently counted in her mind.

One, two, three... up!

Suddenly, clenching her teeth, Hua Xiaomo balled her hands into fists and astonishingly stood up.

Once again, thunderous applause erupted from the crowd, followed by another shower of banknotes raining down onto the ring like a red downpour.

The crowd’s frenzy was absolute, blazing... ready to explode to the final, ultimate peak!

Soon, two new opponents stepped onto the ring, one from the left and one from the right.

This fight was Hua Xiaomo’s ninth bout. This meant she had already won all her previous battles. If she won this one too, she could comfortably lie on a bed of banknotes.

So, regardless of the difficulties, she was determined to win these next two fights! Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵

Hua Xiaomo gave a faint smile towards the two Marios. She tasted something metallic in her mouth and, without thinking, wiped it with the back of her hand, revealing bright red blood...

It stings my eyes, but it can’t hurt my soul.

Numbness, more and more numbness, threatens to strip away all my senses.

"I must—win!" Hua Xiaomo murmured. Her nerves tensed, and the bandages around her hands and arms tightened once more.

Suddenly, the one-against-two fight became thrilling again.

Perhaps it was fate, perhaps it was a calamity, or maybe it was sheer exhaustion. The moment an opponent’s fist swung towards her, her mind conjured a hallucination, an illusion that these two opponents were much stronger than all the previous ones.

As a result, her speed slowed in that moment of distraction. In this cruel fight, such a lapse was fatally dangerous.

AH... Hua Xiaomo’s abdomen was struck by an opponent’s fist once again. This punch caused her to expel a large mouthful of stomach fluid...

Hua Xiaomo could no longer hold herself up and knelt on one knee.

This fight made everyone’s hearts wrench inexplicably. Watching the girl who had fought tenaciously to the end, now about to fall in the ninth battle, they almost couldn’t bear to look.

But perhaps her time had not yet come.

Just as one of her opponents carelessly aimed a kick at her body, Hua Xiaomo, with almost imperceptible speed, accurately grabbed her opponent’s ankle and forcefully twisted it with all her might!

"AH—!" The opponent shrieked reflexively as Hua Xiaomo snapped her leg.

A smile, one masking her numbness, spread across her face. Hua Xiaomo took a deep breath and stood up again.

"You really are fierce... but I will make sure you fall by my hand!" the other Super Mario said viciously, then lunged forward swiftly.

Her opponent’s punches were swift. Hua Xiaomo couldn’t react in time. Perhaps, due to the continuous strikes, her body had already reached its limit. Two more punches, BANG! BANG! predictably struck her again...

It was brutal, without a shred of mercy.

Hua Xiaomo sensed her opponent closing in. Just as she attempted to feign an opening, the opponent cunningly detected her intention, deliberately sidestepped, and then brought a fist chopping down from above her head...

"Damn it! That move, it’s ruthless!" Yin Chenbai’s eyes widened from within the luxury suite on the second floor. He seemed to have forgotten how Hua Xiaomo had beaten him up before.

Not just him; almost everyone in the venue was stunned!

In an instant, the venue fell silent, an eerie quiet descending.

Completely unexpectedly, Hua Xiaomo’s fist burst forth from below like an ascending dragon, violently striking towards her opponent’s chin.

The force of their punches was equally fierce and relentless. It was a contest of speed—the faster one would win!

Perhaps the goddess of victory was still watching over her, allowing the Magic Fantasy Goddess to continue standing, mythically undefeated!

"AH..." Before her opponent’s fist could land, Hua Xiaomo’s punch dislocated her jaw.

Hua Xiaomo stood up, a taste of iron sweetness in her mouth.

But no one expected that, in the moment her opponent fell, she delivered a fierce leg sweep, violently kicking Hua Xiaomo behind the knee.

BANG! Hua Xiaomo also fell.

She was now lying flat on the ring. In her field of vision, she could see the huge crystal chandelier overhead, its lights dazzling and painful to her eyes.

It was unclear if she had any strength left, or if her leg hurt so much she could barely lie still. Perhaps it was because she remembered there was still one more battle to fight. In any case, she knew she absolutely could not go down.

Supported by such strong will, Hua Xiaomo once again silently counted.

One, two, three... up!

But it was so, so difficult. She could hardly get up.

Hua Xiaomo, are you going to give up ? How can you give up?

Mom, Brother, they’re all waiting for you to come back. How can you let them down?

Fifty million... With that much money, I can do anything...

I could also attain... the happiness I desire...

Happiness... But where is happiness?