Poison Eve
Chapters-32

"I admit defeat!" hiss Voz Panter was helpless.

"God!" Migi Vox snorted and grinned.

"Ah—the game is over!" The host announced stuttering. Still not sure what he saw. "Poison Eve won the fight!"

The audience jumped and clapped. The hall was again thunderous with thunderous cheers.

Evelyn glanced at Nazareth in the guardian room.

Nazareth nodded and smiled faintly.

Next to the man-either since when he was there, Xenephon clenched his hands in front of his chest while nodding at Evelyn.

"Huh! Just weeds!" a round-faced girl with a tall body contained a snort on the railing side of the second floor. "Rather ridiculous!"

The girl was wearing a maroon-colored open dress up in a shiny black tight corset combined with a groin-white short skirt. Her bright red curly-wave hair was tightly tied backwards resembling a ponytail. His green eyes glittered with scorn.

"His name is Poison Eve," a thirty-year-old man standing beside the girl responded.

The girl turned her head and looked at the man with a frown.

"His strength is certain to be poison" the man continued. "He just released the second technique. It did not rule out the possibility of the third technique is poison. Usually the attacks of a controlling-type Spiritual Master were extremely weak, but the control power was extremely strong. Below level sixty, one Master Controller could best control an opponent with a difference of ten levels."

The red-haired girl immediately fell silent.

"As a front-running Spiritual Master, a controlling-type Spiritual Master was the weakness of Voz Panther. And you. as a side attacker, when you are dealing with a controlling-type Spiritual Master, the best way is to never give him a chance to control you," the man warned. "If you're in the same situation as Voz, you're gonna have to stay away from the controlling noose."

"Good, Master!" The girl bowed to her guardian.

It was a potential challenger in the next round.

Hell Catie-Cat Hell. Age, twenty-one years. Protective fairy, hell cat. The side-attack type Spiritual Master. Spiritual level, twenty-five.

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"Unexpectedly your fight today was so easy," Xenephon commented after they were in the room. "I can instantly value without doing anything."

"It was unexpected that you could be so calm after being in the arena" Nazareth said, praising Evelyn.

"Your training method does look trivial," Evelyn praised back. "But the impact is incredible, even to build calm."

Nazareth smiled gently. Migi Vox grinned on his lap.

"Listen, Eve!" Xenephon leaned over his seat, leaning toward Evelyn across the table. "Because you need privacy to practice, Uncle Vox will move into my room from now on."

Evelyn frowned. "Your room?"

"I've rented another room not far from here" Xenephon said. "Three doors from this room!"

"Is there still an empty room?" Evelyn raised her eyebrows.

"Did?" Migi Vox turned his head while grinning.

Nazareth and Xenephon chuckled in response.

"The foul hiatus of the innkeeper!" xenephon. "So I'm back to work around it by coming later."

Evelyn chuckled back.

Migi Vox chuckled silently, mimicking Evelyn's expression.

"Remember," Nazareth ordered before getting off the couch. "Your next opponent is level twenty-three, her protective fairy is a rhinoceros. You need to think of another way before you bring out the third technique."

"Hmh!" Evelyn nodded briefly.

Migi Vox imitated it.

Nazareth and Xenephon got out of their places and rushed out of the room.

After the two men left, Evelyn locked the door of her room to begin the rehearsal.

First he sat cross-legged on the floor, but then remembered the important alignment technique of his three hearts. Then he stood as he did every morning under the flagpole. Next to the foot is attached to the heel of the other foot, both hands are folded behind his body.

It seemed that the pose would be his favorite pose in every fight.

Not bad! he thought, especially considering the huge impact to his calmness.

He wasn't sure how long he had been meditating in such a position, but when the door of his room was knocked from the outside, he knew it was time for a second fight.

He took a deep breath and held it at the bottom of his stomach, gathering all his inner energy and storing it. Then hurry to open the door.

"Don't forget your mask, Poison Eve!" Xenephon.

Evelyn immediately turned around and splashed back into the room, then came back again, complete with a half-face satin mask and her ivy costume that made her look like a forest fairy.

After locking her room, Evelyn charged the two men towards the arena.

"Your opponent is a power and defense-type Master" Nazareth told. "Wouldn't attack him directly!"

Evelyn nodded in understanding.

Migi Vox suddenly turned his head and frowned as if trying to listen to something, then glanced back through the corner of his eyes.

Evelyn followed his direction vigilantly.

Nazareth grabbed Migi Vox's face and turned him back to the front.

Evelyn blinked and gulped, then opened her mouth and stuttered. Not saying anything. He glanced at his guardian with a curious look. But then he fell down when he realized Xenephon was watching him.

Evelyn turned her head once again to where Migi Vox had stolen a glance.

Nothing is suspicious!

There was only a group of glamorous-clothed noblewomen flocking towards the fight hall while conversing and giggling. Both and in groups.

Some of them covered their faces with fans to cover up their flirtatious laughter, while their eyes grazed to and fro watching the no less glamorous dressed men around them.

At the end of the corridor they finally parted. Evelyn turned left and descended towards the arena, while Nazareth and Xenephon turned right and ascended to a special place reserved for the guardians.

"Next, we will witness the ninth round of one-on-one combat!" The show host began to announce after Evelyn reached the entrance of the arena.

The spectators clapped, then whistled and stomped their feet.

"Geev!"

"Geev!"

Apparently Evelyn has got a lot of supporters!

"Let's welcome Miss Tiny Poison Eve!" exciting excited event host.

Evelyn appeared and stopped in her favorite pose.

"Who dares to denounce the weed now?" kelakar the showman.

Nazareth exchanged grins with Xenephon.

Migi Vox grinned wider.

"I have a hunch.." Xenephon muttered, more audible to himself. "One day Poison Eve will become the most famous Spiritual Master in the whole country…"

Nazareth frowned.

Migi Vox turned to Xenephon with an annoying grin.

"Thirteen level controller-type master with a chakra of hundreds of years!" greet the host, followed by a standing ovation from the audience. "Against a level twenty-three defensive power type."

The applause of the audience was getting louder.

"Controller type against defense type," repeated the host. "Will they wait for each other's attack until dawn breaks?'

Laughter of the audience held a response to the joke of the host.

"We'll call you right away, Mo Rhino!"

The hall rumbled along with the appearance of Rhino Mo.

As the name implies, Mo Rhino's body really looks like a rhinoceros, round, stocky, hard and brown.

The man swung his middle and index fingers from the temple towards the spectators confidently.

Evelyn shook her head slightly and grinned at the man with a seductive expression typical of anime cartoons. As expected, Mo Rhino was a kind of basketry that liked to be in the style of a rancid once a girl showed signs of attraction.

The spike model's short-haired fat man looked at Evelyn from top to bottom, then back up, while shaking his waist and grinning. He smiled mischievously as his gaze fell right on him the part of Evelyn's cleavage that was open.