Chapter 2803
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Seeing Mo Weiyi walk over, she glanced at him disdainfully. "Newbie, you're going to lose for sure."
Mo Weiyi said, "It's hard to say, right?"
She leaped up and landed on the stage nimbly.
Number Nine looked at Mo Weiyi. She had only gotten ninth place in the last month's competition, so she became Number Nine.
But the elimination system meant that those who were not first would be in danger at all times.
She looked at Mo Weiyi. He looked exactly like her and she did not pity him at all. She attacked him immediately.
To her, a newbie who had only trained for a month was like an ant waiting to be crushed by her.
Mo Weiyi attacked immediately.
The moment the two of them exchanged their first move, Number Nine was surprised. This newbie was actually so strong!
The power that exploded just now …
She looked at Mo Weiyi. "Not bad. But no matter how good you are, you're just unlucky to have met me. You're destined to be eliminated."
Mo Weiyi said, "Really?"
Number Nine said, "This is the Land of Buried Bones. I don't know how many newbies like you have died here, but their lives are as fragile as paper."
Mo Weiyi did not say anything and continued to exchange blows with her.
After ten moves, Number Nine's expression changed. She stared at Mo Weiyi with a hint of panic.
Was she going to lose to a newbie today?
This anxiety made her want to kill Mo Weiyi as soon as possible.
She felt a strong sense of danger. If she did not get rid of this newbie now, he would become a huge problem in the future.
Her goal was to get first place, number one!
There could only be one person in that position. It could only be her.
This arena did not restrict any methods. It was a battle of life and death. Dying in the arena would only mean that you were useless. No one would pity you and no one would blame the winner.
Suddenly, a dagger appeared in her fingers and she aimed it at Mo Weiyi's throat.
Mo Weiyi saw a cold glint and dodged it. He kicked Number Nine's hand between her thumb and index finger.
The knife in her hand almost flew out but she still tried to hold it tight. She only took two steps back and stared coldly at Mo Weiyi. "You must die here today."
Mo Weiyi said, "Really?"
He didn't expect his opponent to be a strong one.
However, even if she was unarmed, she was not afraid.
She had always been nimble, and with Zhuge Yan's guidance, it was more than enough for her to deal with Number Nine.
Moreover, the other party's mentality had obviously collapsed, and he kept on saying that he wanted to kill her.
Who would have thought that a mere replica would be so arrogant, wanting to have a go at the main body?
She directly launched an attack.
Number Nine fought with all his might. After a few moves, the saber in his hand flew out.
Mo Weiyi's punches were fast and accurate. His fists and legs combined, and in just a moment, she was sent flying.
With a bang, Number Nine slammed into the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood. She looked in Mo Weiyi's direction, her entire body trembling.
She had lost!
She had actually lost to a newbie who had only trained for a month.
How … how was this possible?
She stared at Mo Weiyi in disbelief.
Mo Weiyi smiled. "You've lost. From now on, I'm Number Nine."
In order to make it seem more real, she went over and picked up the dagger that had fallen on the arena. She licked it lightly and suddenly threw it in Number Nine's direction.
The dagger was accurate and pierced into the other party's shoulder.
She said disdainfully, "Loser, you can't even compare to a newbie who has trained for a month. Or perhaps you're just a waste of equipment and information. You're committing suicide. I don't need to do anything, do I?"
Number Nine bit her lip and stood up. "I'll remember you."
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