The previous hundred arrows had made Shui Miao develop the habit of fighting. Shen Yanxiao's sudden change disrupted the rhythm of Shui Miao's attack.

Simultaneous attacks.

One side did not enter the position predicted by the other side, but the other side had already locked onto the opponent who had no time to react.

The one hundred and first arrow became the final turning point in this game.

When the lightning-fast arrow directly penetrated Shui Miao's shoulder blade, carrying him out of the ring with such fierce and irresistible power, Shen Yanxiao stood unharmed, staring at Shui Miao intently. As Miao flew out, the arrow that was one step away from her still flew past her.

The arrow pierced the sky, but brought a deathly silence to the surroundings of the arena.

Habit is a very scary thing. It grows in the subconscious and is not controlled by rationality and sensibility. In a life-and-death battle where every second counts, it will completely reflect any biological instinctive behavior.

One hundred arrows established Shui Miao's attack habit. No one would have thought that this last arrow would completely change the way he attacks.

Shen Yanxiao stood on the ring with a calm face, looking at Shui Miao who was taken out of the ring by arrows and fell heavily to the ground. There was only a cold look in those green eyes.

Shui Miao lost the game the moment his feet left the ring.

What he lost was not just a game, but also all his pride and confidence, dignity and future.

The elves of the Qingyuan tribe standing under the ring were the first to come to their senses. They rushed away from the onlookers and ran all the way to Shui Miao. The two elves helped Shui Miao up with nervous expressions on their faces.

On Shui Miao's shoulder, the arrow that penetrated his bones was so dazzling, and a brilliant bloody flower bloomed on his shoulder.

Until this moment, Shui Miao didn't realize how he lost.

His pale face was full of shock and confusion, and he stared at Shen Yanxiao standing on the ring, looking down on him from above.

That seemingly calm little face has a pair of eyes that can send chills down your spine.

All of Shui Miao's confidence collapsed in an instant, his lips were bloodless and trembling slightly.

"You plotted against me..." Shui Miao finally understood what happened.

Shen Yanxiao's previous one hundred back and forths were just planting the seeds of false hints for him, making him think that he had control of the entire battle situation and could end the battle at any time.

However, the one who really controls the entire battle is not him, but Shen Yanxiao!

All her previous displays of weakness and embarrassment were not due to her acting skills.

She deceived all the onlookers, deceived Shui Miao, and introduced all the elves into the complete set she set.

After all the traps were settled, she was like an experienced hunter, hunting down the beast Shuimu in the blink of an eye.

Shen Yanxiao used himself as bait and became the winner to end everything.

"Succeed as a king or lose as a bandit, Shui Miao, please don't disgrace the reputation of your Qingyuan tribe." Shen Yanxiao raised the corners of his lips, and a bright, yet cruel smile bloomed on his lips.

Facing the enemy, victory is the final result she wants. No matter how despicable or shameless she is, she is the only one who laughs in the end, and she can only be her!
Chapter completed!