Dead threat.

Liu Mei watched it all unfold with a serene expression, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

Within minutes, chaos erupted across the battlefield. The once-confident Silver Rank fighters were forced onto the defensive, their swords barely keeping up with the flurry of attacks coming from all directions.

One of them, the scarred man who had initially led the attack, was now fending off three Warrior Rank contestants, his face twisted in disbelief.

"Damn it! We were supposed to take her down, not get swarmed!"

Another Silver Rank fighter barely dodged a flying kick from an enraged Warrior Rank. "This—this isn't how it was supposed to go!"

Liu Mei twirled in place, effortlessly sidestepping a stray attack before tapping her chin in mock contemplation.

"Oh dear… it looks like you're a little busy. Should I come back later?"

Her teasing only fueled their frustration.

A Silver Rank growled. "You little—"