Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 882

"Hey, that woman should fight back! Why does she keep dodging?"

"I thought she was a tigress, but it turns out that she is just a pathetic pussy. This arena isn't for talent showcases, so stop with the fancy tricks. Just admit defeat and beg for mercy if you can't beat him!"

"You guys, don't look down on women. Didn't you notice that the masked man hadn't even managed to touch a strand of her hair until now?"

"I agree. We'll see who wins and who loses."

"With this level of strength, she's like Gladiatrix Diva."

"Do you mean the woman who never loses in battle arenas? How is that possible? Isn't that just a legend?"

"That's not a legend. It's real. I watched one of her battles once. That woman was really ruthless, unlike this wimp now!"

While the people below the stage were engaged in heated debate, the people on the stage weren't idle either. Once again, Helen dodged the masked man's strike. They stood on opposite sides of the stage, one on the left and the other on the right.

The masked man let out a sigh of impatience. "Has the once glorious Gladiatrix Diva degraded to the point where she just knows how to dodge?"

"You know who I am?" Helen narrowed her eyes, but she soon recomposed herself and smirked. "It seems like I can't keep a low profile anymore."

Then, she deliberately tapped the stage and charged at the masked man.

The masked man stood still on the spot, waiting for Helen to come close. With a sneer, he took out several needles from beneath his mask and fired them at Helen.

Helen was repeatedly hit several times, and her speed gradually slowed. The situation on the stage had turned into her taking hits without retaliation.

Chandler narrowed his eyes, watching Helen closely. It was unlike her to be under constant attack so easily.

Sure enough, the moment the masked man made his next strike, Helen promptly pulled out a needle from her sleeve and charged at him.

The man's throat was unexpectedly pierced by a needle, and he collapsed on his knees the next second.

"It's… Impossible! I've seen all your fighting records, and you are absolutely incapable of using needles," The masked man uttered in disbelief.

"Yes… I didn't know how to use needles back then," Helen said nonchalantly. "But now, I'm no longer the person I was before…"