Within the cage, Lu Shiyu faced the Boulder Boar, a beast several times her size, alone. The warm eyes that had gazed at Xiang Ning instantly turned cold without a hint of emotion in them. Even the unintelligent Boulder Boar snapped to its senses, sensing a terrifying threat. It uncomfortably paced back and forth, eyeing the slender human. 

Thud! 

Lu Shiyu attacked first with great speed, reaching thirty or forty meters per second. With both hands tightly gripping her sickle, she swung it down with a piercing whoosh. 

“Fatal Strike!” she roared, bringing the blade down toward its head. 

The Boulder Boar was stunned, instinctively contracting...