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Chapter 163 Madness, Killing the Mad Poison Dragon

Inside the preparation zone.

Su An'an glanced at the fierce-looking Tyrannosaurus Rex Yan Tian opposite her and said with concern:
"His dragon breath is extremely hot; be careful, or your poisonous mist will evaporate."

Ye Yuan lowered his eyes, his dark red vertical pupils churning with gloom and madness: "It's alright!"

His voice was soft, yet it sent chills down your spine like the spit of a venomous snake: "I will make him understand what true evaporation is."

Ye Yuan turned to go on stage, but was grabbed by the big cat.

"Hey, Poison Dragon." He lowered his voice:

"The Tyrannosaurus Rex's scales have an odd sheen; it probably used some underhanded tricks."

Ye Yuan paused slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his dark red vertical pupils: "Do you think I'm a brute like you?"

He flicked a wisp of purple poisonous mist from his fingertip, swirling it in front of Yin Jiuyao's nose:
"I smelled it a while ago, the improved Dragon's Blood Potion."

"You!" Yin Jiuyao frowned, choked by the poisonous mist, but saw Ye Yuan had already turned and walked towards the center of the arena, leaving behind only a light, airy sentence:

"Don't worry, I'll make sure he dies in a very rhythmic way."

"Will that stinky dragon die if he doesn't pretend?"

Yin Jiuyao was so angry she ground her teeth:

"I'll be the first to laugh when you're roasted into a dried dragon!"

Ye Yuan waved his hand without turning his head, his dark purple scales gleaming dangerously under the light.

"clang!"

The referee's booming voice echoed throughout the arena: "The second match, Poison Dragon Night Abyss versus Tyrannosaurus Flame Heaven, begin!"

The audience erupted in cheers, the roar almost lifting the dome off the stage.

"Tear the dragon's path in the courtroom to shreds!"

"Let him taste the breath of a Tyrannosaurus Rex!"

"Imperial executioner, die!"

Ye Yuan stood in the center of the arena, his dark red vertical pupils slightly contracted, ignoring the overwhelming insults.

"did you see?"

Yan Tian grinned maliciously, displaying his metallic claws: "The Alliance's specially modified dragon blood is a perfect counter to you poison-wielding trash!"

His entire body was covered in scales that shimmered an unnatural crimson, with the edges of each scale gleaming with a metallic sheen, and his breath carried tiny metal fragments.

"interesting!"

Ye Yuan slowly flexed his wrists, a slight smile playing on his scarlet lips:
"Then let's see if your shell is harder, or my ruthlessness."

"court death!"

The Fiery Dragon Claw, wreathed in flames, hurtled straight towards Night Abyss.

Ye Yuan dodged to the side; the poisonous mist was mostly evaporated by the high temperature as soon as it emerged, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of burning metal.

"Hahaha!"

Flaming Sky pressed its advantage, its dragon tail sweeping across the ground, splashing scorching lava and forcing Night Abyss into a corner:

"Your poisonous mist can't even touch my scales!"

The audience erupted in cheers: "Burn him!"

"Let the poisonous dragon taste the flames!"

"Haha, even the imperial executioner has met his end!"

Su An'an gripped the handrail tightly in nervousness.

Yin Jiuyao Tiger Tail gently patted her wrist: "Don't rush, that guy is testing us."

really!

Just as Yan Tian unleashed another dragon breath, Ye Yuan's dark red vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

The dark purple poisonous mist stopped spreading and suddenly condensed, transforming into countless fine ice crystal needles amidst the flames.

Yan Tian hurriedly took two steps back, but it was too late.

"Puff puff!"

The poisoned needle pierced precisely into every crevice of his scales, and the corrosive venom instantly invaded his body.

Yan Tian's movements suddenly froze, his dragon breath abruptly stopped, and a choking sound came from his throat.

Ye Yuan's figure approached like a ghost, his dragon claw gripping Yan Tian's throat, and he sneered:

"Your fire burns as brightly as it may."

The poisonous mist seeped into Yan Tian's blood vessels through his fingertips: "It can't extinguish my poison!"

"boom!"

Yan Tian collapsed heavily to the ground, his body convulsing, and his scales turned gray at a visible speed.

The whole place was dead silent.

Su An'an breathed a sigh of relief, her tense shoulders finally relaxing.

Yin Jiuyao crossed his arms: "Crazy Dragon may seem reckless, but he's actually calculated every step of the way."

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Louis smashed the wine glass, grabbed Raymond by the collar, and spoke in a low, menacing voice:
"Are you kidding me? Two games already! Two losses!"

Raymond slowly pried open his fingers, his golden beast eyes narrowing slightly: "What's the rush?"

His gaze fell on Yan Tian, ​​who was being helped off the field: "The first two matches were just appetizers." Louis sneered: "Appetizers? Su An'an and her beastly husband are stealing the show right now!"

Raymond's lips curled into a cold smile as he took out a dark red potion from his pocket and rubbed it between his palms.
"The real show is when the prey thinks it has the victory in its grasp."

As soon as Ye Yuan returned to the preparation area, Yin Jiuyao lashed his back with her tail: "Pretty convincing, huh?"

The force was just right, not too light, not too heavy, causing Poison Dragon to stagger: "You could have killed him instantly, why did you have to put on such a dramatic act?"

Ye Yuan's lips curled slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his dark red vertical pupils: "We have to give the audience some entertainment."

He suddenly groaned and braced himself against the wall with one hand.

"Ye Yuan!"

Su An'an rushed over immediately, anxiously searching his body with both hands: "Where are you hurt?"

Yin Jiuyao rolled his eyes: "Stop pretending, this bastard's dragon scales are hard enough to withstand missiles."

Sure enough, Su An'an searched his entire body but couldn't find even a scratch.

Taking the opportunity, Ye Yuan rested his chin on her shoulder and gave Yin Jiuyao a provocative look.

"You!" Su An'an angrily punched his chest, but the scales hurt her hand.

Ye Yuan chuckled and grabbed her hand: "Pretend more convincingly next time."

Yin Jiuyao slapped Ye Yuan's hand away hard: "Still pretending? Believe me or not, I'll seriously injure you right now?"

Ye Yuan looked up and met the big cat's gaze, sparking a fierce exchange of light.

Su An'an sighed, about to separate the two.

A loud shout suddenly rang out from the arena: "Fox, get down here!"

Lu Chengfeng, the polar silver wolf, suddenly leaped to the edge of the arena: "We haven't even fought yet."

The audience erupted in cheers.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"A silver wolf versus a red fox! A once-in-a-century event!"

"Is Princess Su afraid?"

Lu Chengfeng conjured an ice crystal spear at his fingertips, the tip pointing directly at Fei Zhao's nose: "If you have the guts, come down here; if not, call me 'Xiongfu'!"

He deliberately dragged out his words, maliciously provoking:
"Make your mistress kneel down and apologize to my mistress."

Amidst the laughter of the entire audience, Fei Zhao's fox ears suddenly stood up, and her nine fox tails burst open.

Su An'an pressed down on his trembling arm: "Don't fall for it! We've already won two games..."

"I don't care if they insult me,"

Fei Zhao gently removed Su An'an's hand, her nine tails igniting with blue flames: "But to humiliate you is to die!"

The moment the foxfire erupted, he transformed into a streak of light and rushed into the arena.

"Feizhao!"

Su An'an's cries were blocked by the rising barrier.

The moment the bronze bell rang, ice and fire exploded in mid-air into a dazzling waterfall of light.

Fei Zhao's Nine-Tailed Foxfire and Lu Chengfeng's Polar Frost clashed fiercely in the center of the arena, ice crystals and flames intertwined and exploded, and the entire arena trembled under the energy impact.

"boom!"

It was another head-on confrontation.

Fei Zhao's sharp claws tore open Lu Chengfeng's shoulder blade.

The silver wolf's ice blade pierced Fei Zhao's waist and abdomen.

Both beasts retreated simultaneously, their blood dripping onto the ground, instantly frozen by the extreme cold or evaporated by the foxfire.

"cough!"

Fei Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood, the flame on her fox tail dimmed slightly, but her eyes remained sharp:

"Your ice is nothing special."

Lu Chengfeng's silver hair was stained with blood, but he sneered, "Stubborn to the end."

Final blow!
Fei Zhao suddenly unleashed all her power, her nine fox tails transforming into flaming whips that broke through Lu Chengfeng's defenses at a tricky angle, striking him heavily in the chest!

"puff!"

Lu Chengfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew backward, crashed into the barrier, and slid down.

"The third battle, Fei Zhao..."

The referee raised his gavel, ready to strike the bronze bell.

A sudden change occurred!

　Only when the goose is stewed in an iron pot can it absorb the flavors; I've already arranged the relevant storyline for him.

　　Make sure your entrance is cool.

　　This is the last beastman; we need to pull him along.

　　After all, Swan is a top idol on Beast Star, and he has a huge number of male and female fans.

　　However, the proud swan had already given up hope and was prepared to become a priestess and dedicate her life to the beast god.

　　People who have no desires or wants are a bit hard to coax.

　　Watch how I stew him over high heat!

　　(End of this chapter)