Evangeline raised her head and slammed it against the tiger's skull.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

She repeatedly banged her head against the white tiger's skull.

Roar!

The white tiger roared and thrashed violently, trying to throw her off its back. But Evangeline held on tight, her grip tightening until the tiger struggled to breathe. There's a vulnerable spot on top of a human head—a hard blow there can be fatal. Animals have similar vulnerable spots, though in different locations. Evangeline relentlessly targeted the tiger's weak point.

At first, the tiger fought back, but it gradually grew dizzy and lost its balance, collapsing with a thud that shook the entire arena. The moment the tiger fell, Evangeline rolled away, then kicked its anus repeatedly until her shoe sunk in, causing severe injury and bleeding. She then grabbed and squeezed its genitals.

Roar!

The excruciating pain roused the unconscious tiger. It roared, trembling as it tried to escape, but its concussion and injured genitals made it unsteady. Despite the pain, it dragged its body away from Evangeline. Both Evangeline and the tiger suffered head injuries; Evangeline's head was swollen and bleeding, blood streaming down her face and onto her chest. She looked like a bloody demon, radiating an aura of death. Terrified, the tiger cowered in its cage, roaring anxiously at its handler. Although its roars were unintelligible, everyone understood its plea: it wanted out!

It didn't dare to fight the "Monkey King"!

The audience was stunned, speechless at the brutality of the scene. They were shocked. "She's so cruel!" they murmured. The tiger's anus continued to bleed; its genitals were grotesquely swollen. The sight was disturbing to the audience.

"Monkey King is so cruel! She targeted the tiger's weak points. Just looking at it hurts my own"

"My testicles hurt just watching"

"She's vicious, even to herself! She banged her head against the tiger's—she didn't know who had the harder skull! Wasn't she afraid of injuring herself?"

"I've never seen such a vicious woman. I'll never underestimate a woman again"

"That tiger's useless now. It can't even walk properly; it probably hurt its brain."

"Monkey King is amazing! I want to be her even more!"

"Monkey King!" "Monkey King!"

Deafening cheers erupted in the stands. The terrified tiger clawed frantically at its cage. The outcome was clear. The owner, having invested a fortune in the genetically modified tiger, was furious at its defeat. This was a significant loss; he couldn't replace the tiger. He couldn't comprehend Evangeline's victory. He wondered if she was genetically modified. Did normal humans possess such strength? Her agility and endurance were clearly superior to the tiger's.

Grudgingly, he had the tiger removed and declared Evangeline the champion, awarding her a bonus and settling the bets.

After showering, Evangeline returned backstage to find Arthur waiting.

"Thanks to you, I earned 200 million dollars tonight," he grinned.

Evangeline smacked her forehead. "Why didn't you tell me to bet? I would have bet on myself!"

Arthur grabbed her hand. "Stop! Your forehead's swollen! You'll look like you have two heads!"

"It's not that bad," she said, rubbing her forehead and shaking off his hand. "I learned a lot tonight. My combat skills improved, and I won over 30 million dollars. Making money is easy!"

Arthur smiled. "It's easy for capable people. In any field, those at the top make the big bucks." Evangeline agreed. People need to master skills; being a jack-of-all-trades won't lead to wealth.

"That tiger's mine. Find someone to take it," Evangeline said.

"It's illegal to keep a tiger," Arthur warned.

"I'm not keeping it. I'll give it away. Here's the address; you deliver it," she instructed. Arthur complied. With Arthur's intervention, the academy boss didn't interfere.

Evangeline and Arthur went for a late-night snack. Exhausted, Evangeline felt ravenous. At a barbecue joint, her injuries were so obvious that she felt safe without concealing her identity. The owner, noticing her swollen forehead, advised her against beer.

"It's makeup," Evangeline replied.

They ate and drank. Evangeline remained unaffected by the alcohol, but Arthur became noticeably drunk. He began to reveal personal information, including very private details. Evangeline, surprised, glanced at his crotch. His boasts suggested considerable endowment.

He continued rambling, revealing his secrets, bank details, and the location of a hidden treasure. Evangeline listened while eating. After finishing, she paid and dragged him away. He continued his intoxicated chatter. On their way back, he spotted a stone, convinced it was gold.

Evangeline thought, "I never realized how greedy he was!"

The Gallagher residence was in turmoil. Jasper remained hospitalized post-amputation. Edward, gravely injured by Evangeline, was also still in the hospital. Bethany left Samson to guard them, fearing George's attempts to kill Edward. Constant vigilance wasn't a solution; she needed to strike first and kill George to ensure her sons' safety.

She returned home to find George and Meghan together.

"Why so late?" George demanded. Bethany was responsible for cooking since the housekeepers were away.

Bethany glared at the couple, their intimacy blatant. Meghan shifted slightly, but George pulled her back.

"Dad, stop. Mom will be unhappy," Meghan mumbled, rubbing against George despite her protest.

George sneered. "Why should she be unhappy? It's her problem. Don't restrain yourself for her!"

Bethany trembled with rage. She asked Meghan, "Are you with George willingly?" She doubted a twenty-year-old could genuinely love a man in his fifties, wondering if George was forcing Meghan. If so, she might spare Meghan and let George die alone.