The Villainess Cannot Escape — Five Beast Husbands Chase Her Madly-Chapter 163: Madness, Killing the Psycho Poison Dragon
Inside the prep area.
Su An’an glanced at the ferocious-looking Violent Dragon Yan Tian across from them and warned with concern:
"His dragon breath is extremely hot. Be careful, your poison mist might get vaporized."
Night Abyss lowered his gaze, his dark red vertical pupils churning with a gloomy madness. "It doesn’t matter!"
His voice was soft, yet it sent a chill down the spine like a viper flicking its tongue. "I’ll make him understand what real vaporization is."
Night Abyss turned to enter the arena but was abruptly pulled back by the Big Cat.
"Hey, Poison Dragon," he said, lowering his voice.
"Something’s off about that Violent Dragon’s scales. The sheen is wrong. He’s probably pulled some dirty trick."
Night Abyss paused for a moment, a trace of mockery flashing in his dark red vertical pupils. "Do you take me for a brute like you?"
He flicked a wisp of purple poison mist from his fingertip, letting it swirl before Ying Jiuyao’s nose.
"I smelled it already. An improved version of the Dragon Blood Potion."
"You!" Ying Jiuyao choked on the poison mist and frowned, but he saw that Night Abyss had already turned and was walking toward the center of the arena, leaving only a single, airy comment behind:
"Don’t worry. I’ll make sure his death is very... rhythmic."
’Would it kill that stinking dragon not to show off?’
Ying Jiuyao ground his teeth in frustration.
"When you get roasted into dragon jerky, I’ll be the first one to laugh out loud!"
Without looking back, Night Abyss gave a dismissive wave, his dark purple scales glinting dangerously under the lights.
"CLANG!"
The referee’s booming voice echoed throughout the arena: "Second match! Poison Dragon Night Abyss versus Violent Dragon Yan Tian! Begin!"
The stands erupted instantly, the roar of the crowd nearly blowing the roof off the dome.
"Tear that running dog of the Judgement Court to shreds!"
"Make him taste the Violent Dragon’s breath!"
"Die, you butcher of the Empire!"
Night Abyss stood in the center of the arena, his dark red vertical pupils constricting slightly, completely deaf to the overwhelming torrent of curses.
"See this?"
Yan Tian sneered, showing off his claws, which gleamed with a metallic luster. "A special, improved Dragon Blood from the Alliance, designed specifically to counter trash like you who mess with poison!"
His entire body was covered in Scale Armor of an unnatural crimson, the edge of each scale shimmering with a metallic sheen. Even his fiery breath carried fine metal shards.
"Interesting!"
Night Abyss leisurely rolled his wrists, the corners of his scarlet mouth curling into a slight smirk.
"Let’s see which is tougher—your shell, or my poison."
"You’re courting death!"
Yan Tian’s flaming dragon claws lunged straight for Night Abyss.
Night Abyss dodged to the side. The poison mist he released was instantly vaporized by the high temperature, filling the air with the acrid smell of burning metal.
"HAHAHA!"
Yan Tian pressed his advantage, his tail sweeping across the ground, splashing molten rock and forcing Night Abyss into a corner.
"Your poison mist can’t even touch my Scale Armor!"
The crowd went wild. "Burn him to death!"
"Let the Poison Dragon taste the flames!"
"Haha, so the Empire’s butcher is finally getting what he deserves!"
Su An’an gripped the armrest nervously.
Ying Jiuyao’s tiger tail gently patted her wrist. "Don’t worry, the guy’s just testing the waters."
Just as he said!
The moment Yan Tian breathed fire again, Night Abyss’s dark red vertical pupils contracted sharply.
The dark purple poison mist stopped spreading. Instead, it suddenly condensed, transforming within the flames into countless venomous needles as fine as ox hair.
Yan Tian scrambled back two steps in a panic, but it was too late.
"PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!"
The venomous needles precisely pierced every gap in his Scale Armor, and a corrosive poison instantly invaded his body.
Yan Tian’s movements froze abruptly. His fiery breath cut off, and a choked, gurgling sound came from his throat.
Night Abyss’s figure closed in like a phantom. His dragon claws clamped around Yan Tian’s throat as he sneered:
"No matter how fiercely your fire burns..."
Poison mist seeped from his fingertips into Yan Tian’s veins. "...it can’t extinguish my poison!"
"BOOM!"
Yan Tian crashed to the ground, convulsing. His Scale Armor turned a sickly gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The entire arena fell dead silent.
Su An’an let out a long breath, her tense shoulders finally relaxing.
Ying Jiuyao crossed his arms. "That psycho dragon looks like he’s just messing around, but he actually calculates every single step."
「In the VIP box」
Louis violently smashed his wine glass and grabbed Raymond by the collar. His voice was pressed extremely low, yet every word was laced with venom:
"Are you playing me? That’s two matches! Two losses!"
Raymond leisurely pried his fingers off, his Golden Beast Pupils narrowing slightly. "What’s the rush?"
His gaze fell on Yan Tian, who was being helped off the arena floor. "The first two matches were just appetizers."
Louis sneered, "Appetizers? Su An’an and her Beast Husbands are stealing the show!"
A sinister arc formed on Raymond’s lips as he took a Dark Red Potion from his coat and caressed it in his palm.
"The real show is only exciting when the Prey thinks victory is already in its grasp."
Night Abyss had just returned to the prep area when Ying Jiuyao’s tail whipped him across the back. "Quite the actor, aren’t you?"
The blow wasn’t too heavy or too light, just enough to make the Poison Dragon stumble. "You clearly could have finished him in one hit. Did you have to make it look so dramatic?"
A corner of Night Abyss’s mouth twitched up, a hint of playfulness in his dark red vertical pupils. "You have to give the audience a little fun."
As he spoke, he suddenly grunted and braced himself against the wall with one hand.
"Night Abyss!"
Su An’an immediately rushed over, her hands anxiously patting him down. "Where are you hurt?"
Ying Jiuyao rolled his eyes. "Stop pretending. That bastard’s Dragon Scales are tough enough to withstand a missile."
Sure enough, Su An’an checked him all over and couldn’t find so much as a scratch.
Night Abyss took the opportunity to rest his chin on her shoulder and shoot Ying Jiuyao a provocative glare.
"You!" Su An’an was so annoyed she punched his chest, only for her hand to hurt from the impact against his scales.
Night Abyss chuckled and caught her hand. "Next time, make it look more convincing."
Ying Jiuyao smacked Night Abyss’s claw away. "Still pretending? Believe it or not, I can give you a real injury right now."
Night Abyss looked up, his gaze meeting the Big Cat’s, and sparks flew between them.
Su An’an put a hand to her forehead, about to separate the two of them.
Suddenly, a roar echoed from the Beast Fighting Arena. "Fox, get down here!"
The Polar Silver Wolf, Lu Chengfeng, suddenly leaped onto the edge of the fighting ring. "You and I haven’t fought yet."
The crowd erupted in an instant:
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
"Silver Wolf versus Red Fox! A once-in-a-century match!"
"Don’t tell me Princess Su is scared?"
Lu Chengfeng formed an Ice Crystal Spear at his fingertips, its point aimed directly at Fei Zhao’s nose. "If you’ve got the guts, come down. If not, then call me your ’Male Father’!"
He deliberately dragged out his words in a malicious taunt:
"And make your Female Master kneel and apologize to my Female Master."
Amid the roaring laughter of the crowd, Fei Zhao’s fox ears shot up, and his nine tails fanned out like an explosion.
Su An’an grabbed his trembling arm. "Don’t fall for it! We’ve already won two matches..."
"I don’t care if they insult me," 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Fei Zhao gently removed Su An’an’s hand, his nine tails igniting with green flames. "But if they humiliate you, they must die!"
The instant his Fox Fire erupted, he had already transformed into a streak of light and shot into the arena.
"Fei Zhao!"
Su An’an’s cry was cut off by a rising barrier.
The moment the copper bell rang, ice and fire exploded in midair, creating a dazzling cascade of light.
Fei Zhao’s nine-tailed Fox Fire clashed violently with Lu Chengfeng’s Extreme Cold Frost in the center of the arena. Ice Crystals and flames intertwined and exploded, and the entire Beast Fighting Arena trembled from the impact of the Energy.
"BOOM!"
Another head-on collision.
Fei Zhao’s sharp claws tore through Lu Chengfeng’s shoulder blade.
The Silver Wolf’s Ice Blade also stabbed viciously into Fei Zhao’s side.
Both beasts retreated simultaneously. Blood dripped to the ground, instantly either frozen by the extreme cold or vaporized by the Fox Fire.
"Cough!"
Fei Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood, the flames on his fox tails slightly dimmer, but his gaze was still sharp.
"Your ice is nothing special."
Lu Chengfeng’s silver hair was stained with blood, but he just sneered, "Tough talk."
The final blow!
Fei Zhao suddenly unleashed all his power. His nine fox tails transformed into long whips of flame, breaking through Lu Chengfeng’s defense at an impossible angle and lashing heavily against his chest!
"SPURT!"
Lu Chengfeng sprayed a mouthful of blood as his body was sent flying backward, slamming into the barrier before sliding down.
"The third match, Fei Zhao..."
The referee raised his hammer, just about to strike the copper bell.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened!
