The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Demon Slaughter said through clenched teeth after his initial shock: "Black Demon delivering a full-blown strike, even I might not be able to withstand it. Why was he able to counter it so effortlessly!"

A sudden cold laugh reached their ears.

Demon Slaughter turned to look at the source.

On the stage, Qin Hao gave a faint smile: "Is that supposed to be impossible? Then you’re going to be scared to death by what’s coming next?"

Having said that, he turned his head to face the ferocious Black Demon: "Your hand hurts and feels weak, doesn’t it? Well then, let death be your relief."

With those calm words, Qin Hao clenched his fist tightly.

Crack... Snap...

The sound of fingers breaking echoed, Black Demon’s face twisted in pain, "Let go! It hurts so much!"

As a warrior of the underground fighting arena, Black Demon wasn’t a stranger to suffering.

However, Qin Hao’s hand seemed to carry a certain magic power that turned the bearable into the unbearable.

Black Demon let out a miserable scream, yanked away, and staggered back.

Thinking he had finally escaped, he suddenly heard a gust of wind.

Then, he turned his head only to see a flash of lightning.

Slash!

As the lightning vanished, Black Demon’s corpse fell to the ground. Blood was streaming everywhere, but his head was nowhere to be found!

How could this be?

Black Demon lost!

At that moment, everyone outside the ring was in shock.

Even those who thought Qin Hao might win couldn’t contain their surprise.

Sure, Qin Hao could win, but to win so easily, so peacefully.

That was simply incredible.

Everyone knew Black Demon was hailed as a top-ranked Demon King in the underground world.

Yet someone like him was defeated so effortlessly, how would the future fights unfold?

People’s shock lasted only briefly because a greater emotion arose: confusion.

The fallen was Black Demon’s corpse, yet it was missing a head.

Where was his head?

As the thought emerged, a round, rolling object fell from mid-air, gently rolled across the floor, trailing blood, and eventually stopped at Butcher’s feet.

Butcher, who was in uncontrollable shock, jumped when he realized it was Black Demon’s head: "Damn!"

Wolf Spider and Tom also recoiled in fear.

They clearly saw Black Demon’s eyes bulging, his face still showing disbelief.

This expression sent Wolf Spider and Tom into a cold sweat instantly.

"Damn!"

"Damn!" After two exclamations, the duo returned to their senses, and their gaze toward Qin Hao changed significantly.

Admiration mingled with a bit of fear in Tom’s eyes.

Indeed, even ending someone’s life was like an art form for the boss!

Wolf Spider was breathing heavily with shock.

Night Emperor... seems truly worthy of his name!

No, rumors outside seemed to have underestimated him.

With Black Demon’s strength, he ranked in the top twenty in the Dark World.

Such a powerful person was utterly crushed.

What on earth could Qin Hao’s true strength be?

Wolf Spider couldn’t imagine.

Neither could Demon Slaughter.

Both were filled with fear, staring at Qin Hao, speechless!

At this point, Demon Slaughter thought the bet had become irrelevant.

The strength Qin Hao displayed was immeasurable.

One battle ended with hardly any effort.

In such a state, not saying fighting three consecutive matches, even five or ten wouldn’t be a problem!

The most frustrating part was that Qin Hao didn’t seem tired at all after the fight.

How could anyone compete?

The bet was lost, yet Demon Slaughter didn’t feel defeated, only felt absurdity and incomprehension.

This battle was too short and stunning.

The scene fell silent once more for two minutes.

Finally, the voice of the host, Xia Youde, broke the silence: "Night Emperor’s clean and swift kill is truly admirable; so, do you intend to participate in the third match?"

Perhaps out of respect, Xia Youde’s voice appeared much kinder.

"I’m not interested in the third match," Qin Hao replied calmly.

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded discreetly; at this point, the third match indeed seemed pointless.

However, Qin Hao continued with his following words: "But due to a bet with someone, the third match shall proceed."

With these words, Demon Slaughter started shaking all over.

Truly, he was both angry and helpless.

What choice did he have?

Qin Hao was in control now, so audacious, so much slapping their faces.

Yet, he had no way to refute.

"Heh." Beside him, Tom laughed mischievously.

Demon Slaughter’s hair stood on end from anger: "You want to die!"

Wolf Spider fared little better; she was rather upset and frustrated.

She had a bet with Tom as well.

Going on like this, wouldn’t she be bound to lose?

Would she truly become a servant to this vile man?

"What, even laughing isn’t allowed?" Tom retorted righteously.

"You can’t laugh! When I say you can’t, you can’t!" Demon Slaughter said domineeringly.

"I say I can!" Tom lashed out as well. How could this loser act so arrogantly?

"You’re dead meat!" Demon Slaughter suddenly turned livid, reaching out his hand in anger.

Tom was startled as the large hand approached, ready to back away, when he realized his back was blocked.

It turned out Wolf Spider had intercepted unnoticed, intending to let Demon Slaughter have his way.

"You two scoundrels!" Tom’s courage vanished at once.

In a place like this, there were no friends, and with Qin Hao on stage, if Demon Slaughter insisted on taking action, what could he do?

Wouldn’t this be a scenario where even if killed, there’s nowhere to seek justice?

Compared to Tom, Demon Slaughter was much more thrilled.

Unable to defeat Night Emperor, he’d settle for killing his damn underlings.

Thus, venting some of his anger!

However, just as his hand touched Tom’s collar, Xia Youde’s voice echoed from the stage.

"Next up is Iron Hook..."

Halfway through the speech, Qin Hao interrupted with his voice: "My time is precious; instead of one-on-one for the third match, you all come together!"

All come together?

Demon Slaughter instinctively paused his actions, turned to Qin Hao in confusion.

Did he mean Iron Hook alone wouldn’t be enough for him?

Was it necessary for others to join to make it worthwhile?

Seeing Qin Hao’s confident expression, Demon Slaughter understood that Qin Hao truly had such a notion.

Damn, he’s insane!

Demon Slaughter couldn’t help but curse internally.

Solo one-on-one instant defeat, naturally impressive.

But one-on-two? One-on-three?

Now that’s exaggerated.

Having an additional opponent isn’t just a simple addition.

Every strong fighter in the underground arena accumulates fighting experience.

With mutual assistance in experience, their combined power is downright terrifying.

For instance, Crow topping the underground fight rankings is twice as strong as the second rank.

However, if the second and third teamed up, even Crow would end up swallowing resentment in defeat.

Such occurrences have happened multiple times.

Now Qin Hao is arrogant enough to challenge everyone?

Is he out of his mind!