<h4>Chapter 1682: Am I dreaming?</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions


    The strange sound of a de cutting flesh was heard from the stage.


    Ye Wanwan nonchntly smirked as the dagger in her hand shed across Meng Tian’s neck.


    Meng Tian’s pale face was brimming with shock as his hands fatally clutched his neck, his body reflexively falling backward.


    Blood seeped out from the gaps between his fingers, dyeing the stage’s floor scarlet red within moments.


    Meng Tian stared at Ye Wanwan, wanting to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood sprayed out.


    “Did you have fun?”


    Ye Wanwan cheerfully watched Meng Tian with anguid smile as she allowed the blood to drop from her dagger onto the floor.


    Meng Tian twitched and it wasn’t long before his body fell back onto the stage with a boom. He spasmed a few more times before all movement ceased, and his final breath slipped out from his lips.


    “AH…”


    This scene caused panic to invade Meng Ke’s every cell and fright filled her face as she looked at Ye Wanwan.


    …


    “F*ck… f*ck… f*ck me…”


    Li Xin’s eyes were wide open as he dazedly watched the scene ying out on the stage and Ye Wanwan, who was seemingly possessed by a demon.


    The D-rank mercenaries who lived with Ye Wanwan also looked like they had seen a ghost.


    “How is that possible… Meng Tian’s strength is a whole level higher than Meng Ke’s…”


    “Is this time to question who’s a level higher than whom?! Ye Wanwan f*cking killed someone!”


    “Killed someone… Ye Wanwan killed Meng Tian!!!”


    “D*mn, is Ye Wanwan a psycho…? She’s this strong… so how is she a mere D-rank mercenary?!”


    “Bullsh*t, is this the time to question who’s strong?!”


    “What do you mean bullsh*t? From the start, Ye Wanwan has been strong, too freaking strong! One versus two, but one got seriously injured while the other got killed!”


    “The main point is that… Ye Wanwan killed someone!”


    …


    In the guest seats, Lord Asura nced at Meng Tian, whose neck was still bleeding, without a trace of pity in his icy eyes before calmly sitting back down.


    Jiang Yan coldly nced at Meng Tian and Meng Ke. He originally thought Elder Lei He’s two disciples would be able to teach Ye Wanwan a lesson but didn’t expect these two pieces of trash to not even be enough to squeeze through the gaps of her teeth… What an utter waste of his anticipation.


    Elder Gong stared at Ye Wanwan, indescribable ecstasy and excitement brimming from his eyes.


    “D*mn… Am I dreaming?!”


    Second Senior Brother Jian Hu, who just returned to the guest seats and had white gauze wrapped around his arm from his treatment in the infirmary, looked at Ye Wanwan while bbergasted. His master actually picked up a monster?!


    Ji Xiuran’s smile didn’t recede at all and he sipped some tea, acting like nothing had happened.


    “B*stard, you cruelly killed your schoolmate in apetition. You won’t survive past today!”


    Elder Lei He suddenly leapt up, his aura frightening.


    “Just try!”


    Elder Gong also got up instantly, and the two elders were zing with animosity.


    Some of the higher-ups who were observing the match all shook their heads toward Elder Lei He.


    In this kind of situation, Ye Wanwan had alreadymitted an irreparable mistake, but even so, her punishment would be decided by the enforcement council and referee. As an elder and the master of Meng Tian and Meng Ke, Elder Lei He wasn’t allowed to act on his own due to a conflict of interests.


    Elder Gong only relented after Elder Lei He retreated.