"Clang!" The dagger fell to the ground, and a long, deep cut appeared on Wen Jiaren's hand.
Chen Youwei raised the blood-stained sword, quickly stabbing towards Wen Jiaren's heart.
"Be careful..."
Under the Battle Platform, another wave of thrilling screams erupted, some even closed their eyes unwilling to watch.
Ye Jiaren's eyes flashed, gripping the armrest tightly: Kill her, kill her!
Beside Ye Jiaren, Ye Siyuan's entire body was rigid, his heart felt suffocated, all of it clenched with worry for Wen Jiaren, blurting out, "Be careful."
Mu Qian was enraged, yet just as he was about to make a move, Wen Jiaren shifted her body, the sharp sword pierced through her shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, blood was streaming down her body once more.
Wen Ningyu's hands clenched into fists, her entire body trembling rigidly, no color left in her face.
