Trapped Inside the Beta Test World for 1000 Years-Chapter 30 – I won't fall for that!

Yveline removed her hood, letting her waterfall-like hair cascade down her back. She stretched lazily, revealing her graceful curves.
With a charm level of 10, she could do as she pleased. All eyes in the audience, including those of the contestants, were drawn to her.
Yveline, unfazed by the thousands of eyes on her, let out a queenly, cold hum, instantly making those who dared to sneak a peek feel the urge to kneel and submit.
She was a queen above all, impossible to desecrate.
This scene lasted a few seconds until someone dared to desecrate—
"Smack!"
Xia Ya gave her a firm slap on the butt.
"Put your cloak back on, don't waste time."
"Hmph, you're jealous."
Yveline smirked, her arm gently wrapping around Xia Ya's neck as she leaned against him, her legs wrapping around him like a koala.
A chorus of dissatisfied whistles and boos erupted around them.
"You're making me a target," Xia Ya said.
"Oh, just warming you up before you go down... don't let those 25 gold coins go to waste."
This was Yveline's counterattack, a retaliation for what happened at the entrance earlier.
The Dark Elf glanced at him, her eyes filled with infinite allure.
Yveline's 10 charm points and the dual aura of a level 45 powerhouse created a sense of déjà vu: Xia Ya beside her seemed merely a backdrop, or perhaps just a plaything. Her actions fully showcased feminine beauty without diminishing her status.
Almost everyone thought so.
Xia Ya couldn't be bothered to refute or explain.
After all, there would be some oblivious character who would come forward to vent his frustration.
The arena fell silent for a minute as the two opponents, who were previously at each other's throats, reached a subtle understanding and faced each other from a distance.
The spectators weren't pleased.
"Hey, are you going to fight or not?"
"Two losers, hurry up!"
"Get that Dark Elf and her toy out of here, stop interrupting our match!"
"Let me handle this!"
The Dark Elf, who was arm-in-arm with a Sun Elf, jumped down.
He was a level 25 Drow Swordsman, tall and quite deserving of his 8 charm points.
Having lived on the surface for too long, he seemed to have forgotten how male Dark Elves should respectfully treat female Dark Elves. He approached Yveline with a Tom Cruise-like sunny smile and said:
"Hi, beautiful, care to have a drink with me?"
The audience egged him on.
"Nice one, dark-skinned kid!"
"Break her toy! Make her leave in tears!"
"Two losers, hurry up!"
"Hey, hey, don't rush me..."
The male elf spread his arms helplessly, as if welcoming the cheers.
He seemed quite practiced.
He turned to face the two, this time directly targeting Xia Ya.
"Hey, half-breed—"
Whoosh.
The Frost Longsword sliced through the air like a clear stream, striking fiercely.
Xia Ya silenced him with action.
He aimed at the elf's unarmed right hand and pierced through it, leaving the elf in disbelief.
Their agility differed by nearly 20 points, so it shouldn't have been so easy to hit. But Xia Ya acted decisively, as bold as a Sun Knight, delivering a sudden blow that no one could withstand.
Moreover, the elf swordsman never expected anyone to attack his right hand unprovoked.
To deceive others in the future, he had pretended to be left-handed for over a decade, never revealing this secret.
In other words, playing dumb to catch the tiger!
But he never expected his disguise to be seen through at a glance!
With one simple attack, the Dark Elf Swordsman's right hand was crippled.
With a light step back, Xia Ya returned to his original position, wearing a profound, inscrutable expression, and said in a cold voice:
"You've lost."
He spoke.
This act was refreshingly unique, like a master hiding his true strength.
The Dark Elf was shocked but stubbornly asked, "What do you mean?"
"You know well. If there's a next time, my sword won't avoid your vital points."
Xia Ya didn't even glance at him.
The elf's eyes were complicated, and after much thought, he finally bowed and said, "Thank you."
"Leaving just like that?"
Yveline tilted her head, her eyes full of mockery.
Though she was still hanging on Xia Ya, her queenly aura made Xia Ya look like a mere cat tree.
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The Dark Elf shivered, and his deeply ingrained sense of subservience was instantly awakened.
He hurriedly knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the floor, his bloodied hand pressed against the back of his head, and tapped his left hand on his palm three times.
"I accept your blessing, commoner, now leave."
"Praise your mercy, thank you for your forgiveness, may the Lord of Night bless you."
The Dark Elf stood up and left in a somewhat embarrassed manner, not daring to look back, leaving behind a trail of blood.
"Now he probably remembers he's a Dark Elf."
Yveline teased, and Xia Ya rolled his eyes.
"How did you know his dominant hand was his right?" she asked, clinging to Xia Ya's arm like she was being coy.
"Don't ask, just call it the Chosen One's intuition."
That elf's name was Gedia, and they would meet again in the future. He was quite a legendary character.
In past cycles, Xia Ya had fought him many times, even learning a few of his skills, but he always had to be careful to keep their friendship just below close friends.
Because he was gay.
The current Gedia was only level 25, and in a real fight, he wouldn't be unbeatable.
He could fight, but there was no need.
If he acted too aggressively, it might slightly affect the upcoming plan.
Maka was busy observing and estimating his strength to arrange opponents for him.
Who doesn't love playing dumb to catch the tiger?
"Xia Ya, Xia Ya, please tell me~" Yveline continued to act cute.
"I don't eat this condom."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"I don't fall for that."
Yveline's expression changed in an instant.
"Hmph, don't think I'll look up to you just because you stood up for me earlier. If it weren't for the Pact of Synergy, I could crush him with one finger."
"I just wanted those two idiots inside to start fighting quickly, don't waste my time. What are you talking about?"
"Hmph!"
Yveline finally fell silent.
After the brief commotion on the sidelines, less than a minute remained until the arena would be "set ablaze" in ten minutes.
This time, without anyone urging "two losers, hurry up!" they were already anxious.
In just a few seconds, they each unleashed their ultimate moves, and with a bang, both were defeated.
"Draw! The house wins!"
The Mushroom Person who had collected the money rode a wyvern, flying low over the arena, and the container in his hand sucked up the coins from the stands with a clatter, earning a chorus of curses.