Chapter 424 Just Fucking Punches!

Raika was now remained frozen in her private viewing seat, her eyes widening in disbelief as she stared at Miona. "Th-This... How can this be possible?"

For several seconds, she couldn’t even process what she was sensing.

The woman standing in the arena was actually a Peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

Such a cultivation realm was extraordinary even within the Sakura Empire.

Experts at that level held extremely high positions in major factions and were respected throughout the empire.

Yet from what Raika had observed, this terrifyingly powerful woman was also one of Damian’s women.

Raika suddenly slammed her fist against the table. "Just how the hell did that idiot manage to get a woman like her?!"

She gritted her teeth, her expression becoming increasingly complicated. "Even his own master, Elder Selvara, is only at the Peak Golden Core Realm."

Her eyes locked on Miona, "Yet now he’s casually traveling around with a Peak Nascent Soul cultivator as one of his women?"

The more Raika thought about it, the more her head hurt. Just what the hell had happened to Damian all this time?

Raika rubbed her forehead, feeling as though her head was about to explode. "Seriously... None of this makes any sense."

Finally, she abruptly stood up from her seat, no longer willing to remain there wondering what had happened. "That’s it. I’m done guessing. I need to ask that idiot directly."

She glanced toward Damian’s side of the arena, her eyes narrowing with determination. "Damian, you’d better have a damn good explanation for all this."

Without waiting for the battle to end, Raika left the private viewing section and began making her way toward Damian’s group.

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Inside the Sacred Arena, Miona casually raised one gauntlet-covered hand and beckoned toward the gathered cultivators. "Come on. Don’t tell me you’re all just going to stand there."

Her provocative gesture immediately enraged several Nascent Soul elders.

One of the Kurogane elders stepped forward, his face twisting with anger as he drew his katana. "You arrogant woman. I’ll teach you what happens when you look down on the Kurogane Guild."

Without waiting for a response, he lowered his stance and rushed forward.

[Iron Moon Draw]

His katana flashed out of its sheath, sending a powerful slash directly toward Miona’s neck.

However, instead of retreating, Miona stepped inside the arc of his attack and casually raised her left forearm.

CLANG!

The katana struck her gauntlet, sending sparks flying through the air.

The elder’s eyes widened in disbelief. "What?!"

Miona grinned as she effortlessly deflected his blade. "Too slow."

Before he could recover, she twisted her waist and drove her right fist directly into his ribs.

BANG!

The tremendous impact folded the elder’s body around her punch, shattering several ribs and forcing a mouthful of blood from his lips.

However, Miona wasn’t finished.

She immediately grabbed his shoulder, shifted her footing, and twisted her hips, using his own forward momentum to throw him violently across the arena.

BOOOOM!

The elder smashed into the ground with tremendous force, leaving a deep crater beneath his broken body.

Seeing their companion fall, another Kurogane elder immediately charged toward Miona from the side. "Die, you damn monster!"

[Falling Crane Slash]

His katana descended from above, carrying enough force to split an ordinary cultivator in half.

However, Miona merely bent her knees and ducked beneath the descending blade.

As the sword passed over her head, she stepped past his front leg, slipping inside his guard before driving her elbow directly into his chest.

CRACK!

The elder’s chest visibly caved inward as the impact shattered his ribs. "Gah!"

He staggered backward, coughing blood, but Miona refused to give him a chance to recover. "Where do you think you’re going?"

She stepped forward and delivered a short, explosive punch directly into his stomach.

BANG!

The elder doubled over, his body trembling from the impact.

Before he could even scream, Miona followed with a brutal uppercut aimed straight at his jaw.

CRACK!

His head snapped backward at an unnatural angle, his neck breaking instantly. The elder’s lifeless body collapsed onto the arena floor.

However, just as Miona finished dealing with him, a faint distortion suddenly appeared within her shadow.

[Shadow Fang Pierce]

A masked Yamikarasu ninja emerged silently from behind her, his short blade already thrusting toward the back of her neck.

His timing was nearly perfect. Unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong opponent.

Without even turning around, Miona suddenly reached backward and caught his attacking wrist with her gauntlet-covered hand.

CLANG!

The ninja’s eyes widened in disbelief as his assassination attempt came to an abrupt halt. "Impossible!"

Miona glanced over her shoulder, a fierce grin spreading across her face. "Hehehe. Got you."

Before the ninja could escape, she tightened her grip, violently pulled him forward, and slammed him face-first into the ground.

BOOOOM!

The impact cracked the arena floor beneath his body, leaving him momentarily stunned. However, Miona had no intention of stopping there.

She grabbed the back of his head, hauled him upward, and drove her knee directly into his face.

CRUNCH!

Blood sprayed through the air as his facial bones shattered beneath the devastating blow.

The ninja’s body fell backward, completely lifeless.

At that very moment, another masked figure descended from above, attempting to take advantage of Miona’s momentary distraction. "Take this!"

His blade flashed downward toward her exposed shoulder.

Miona merely glanced upward. "Oh? Another one?"

She casually stepped sideways, allowing the blade to strike nothing but empty air.

Before the ninja could adjust his position, Miona twisted her waist and drove a powerful punch directly into his side.

BAAANG!

The impact shattered his ribs and sent his body flying across the battlefield like a cannonball.

He crashed into the ground several dozen meters away, rolling helplessly before finally coming to a stop.

Within just a few moments, four powerful cultivators had fallen.

Every single one of them had been a high-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Yet despite attacking from different directions and using powerful martial techniques, none had managed to inflict even the slightest injury on Miona.

The remaining cultivators immediately halted their advance, their expressions becoming increasingly grim.

One Kurogane elder swallowed nervously as he stared at the bodies scattered across the battlefield. "Th-This... What kind of monstrous physical strength is that?"

Another elder tightened his grip on his weapon, cold sweat forming across his forehead. "She defeated all four of them with nothing but her fists..."

Meanwhile, Miona casually rolled her shoulders, looking almost disappointed. "Tch. Is that all?"

She raised her fists again, her grin widening as she looked toward the remaining experts. "Come on, you bastards. I haven’t even warmed up yet."