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Yingyan, carrying a knife, rushed onto the arena. The Qinying Gang had won several matches in a row and was in high spirits. The Qinying Gang members behind him raised their knives and shouted, mocking the sick and disabled members of Tuoyue Pavilion.

Pei Chenghu walked up slowly, and anyone who had practiced martial arts could see that his steps were unsteady and his strength was unstable.

"Deputy Commander Pei, is your Commander Wu dead?" Ying Yan laughed loudly, his face sinister.

Pei Chenghu gripped his knife tightly, his anger flaring, but glancing at Cheng Kaiji and the others behind him who were exhausted, he could only feign indifference and snort coldly, "Enough nonsense, we don't need our commander to deal with you."

"You think you can beat me?" Ying Yan stomped his feet, making the arena rumble, and looked at Pei Chenghu provocatively, "If I kill you today, Wu Yang can't do anything to me."

Upon hearing this, a collective sigh rippled through the crowd. The battle between Yingyan and Wuyang had turned out to be a life-or-death struggle!

This is absolutely amazing!!

A thunderous applause erupted from below, and everyone shouted for the fight to begin.

Pei Chenghu gripped the knife tightly, his chest tight with blood rushing to his veins, causing him excruciating pain. However, he couldn't show any fear on his face. If he lost this battle, Ying Yan would most likely take his life.

However, they suffered heavy losses in the snowfield, and he was also seriously injured. He could barely fight again after a month. Yingyan deliberately chose the right time to destroy Tuoyue Pavilion.

Yingyan's target was Wu Yang from the start. He raised his voice with sarcasm and said, "Aren't you going to let Wu Yang come out and fight? Pei Chenghu, are you rushing to your death for him?"

It was utterly pathetic. Ying Yan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He would kill Pei Chenghu first, and he refused to believe that Wu Yang would not show himself.

Pei Chenghu took a deep breath and said defiantly, "You despicable villain, get past me first. You're not worthy to fight our commander!"

"You're courting death!" Ying Yan's anger intensified. He knew that Pei Chenghu was just an empty shell at this moment, and he could expose his true colors within ten moves. He sneered, "Then I'll let you die by my blade first. From now on, what will Tuoyue Pavilion be!"

"Hoohoho!!!"

The jeers from below were deafening. Just as Yingyan was about to make his move, everyone held their breath and focused intently on the arena.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the crowd below, "Wait!"

This voice...

Pei Chenghu on the stage and the crowd of people in Tuoyue Pavilion below looked over anxiously, and saw Qiao Ran walking leisurely from the back of the crowd to the front. Today she went out wearing a waist-cinching outfit that was more suited to riding and archery. With her angelic and cold face, she looked every bit the female fighter.

Her face was icy cold, giving off an unapproachable vibe, so when she approached, everyone consciously kept a certain distance.

Qiao Ran nimbly leaped onto the arena, meeting Ying Yan's instantly sinister eyes. She curled her lips in a mocking smile and said coldly, "Chief Ying really has forgotten the pain of his wounds. He was only recently defeated by my leader, and he's already barking like a mad dog. Is he eager to die?"

Ying Yan's deep-set eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed intently on Qiao Ran's face. "It's you!"

He said to that little bitch who escaped from him on the snowy plains and took the Moon Fox Relic, "You're still alive!"

Qiao Ran said, "The Eagle Gang Leader isn't even dead yet, why would I be so eager to be reborn? Not everyone is like the Eagle Gang Leader, tired of living."

This was a roundabout way of cursing Ying Yan for courting death, saying that offending Tuoyue Pavilion would lead to a bad end. How could Ying Yan tolerate this? He wanted to tear this bastard in front of him to pieces and feed him to the dogs.

Sensing Ying Yan's hostility, Qiao Ran remained unfazed, moved closer to Pei Chenghu, and continued, "Dealing with a mere Ying Yan is not our leader's or deputy leader's responsibility. My Tuoyue Pavilion is not short of people. I'll fight you this time."

Pei Chenghu looked down at Qiao Ran, shocked. He didn't know what level Qiao Ran's skill had reached, but Ying Yan had somehow gone astray in Snow City and his skill had increased greatly, almost reaching the level of Wu Yang.

They're really difficult to deal with.

He wanted to speak up to stop them, but the crowd below had already started making a ruckus again. Qiao Ran didn't allow Pei Chenghu to hesitate, so she said to him, "Brother Pei, you go down and keep watch. I'll take care of the stray dogs in front of the gate for the commander."

Yingyan was furious. "You little brat, you dare to spout nonsense in a life-or-death situation? I'll make you suffer a terrible death!"

Qiao Ran retorted indifferently, "I'm so good-looking, how could I bear to die? An ugly monster like you, Eagle Gang Leader, is ugly to live, but even uglier to die."

A burst of laughter came from below.

Ying Yan was furious. He had already flipped the knife in his hand, ready to strike Qiao Ran's soft neck at any moment and separate her from her head.

Qiao Ran seemed completely unconcerned and turned to Cheng Kaiji, saying, "Lend me your sword for a moment."

Cheng Kaiji hesitated, his face pale, before calling out, "Qiao Qiao..."

They were naturally overjoyed to see Qiao Ran return safely, but they had none of the advantages of timing, location, or people. How could a group of grown men let Qiao Qiao, a girl, go to the battlefield?

Eagle Flame's skills are unorthodox, and Qiao Qiao is no match for him. Although they would all die if they went up against him, Qiao Qiao cannot go.

While Cheng Kaiji hesitated, Qiao Ran had already squatted down by the ring, stretched out her hand, and said with a smile, "You're dawdling and won't lend it to me. Do you think I'll break it? Hurry up and give it to me."

Cheng Kaiji's eyes reddened, and Qiao Ran suddenly snapped at him, "Cheng Kaiji?"

Ge Qingqing, who was standing next to him, had already been crying her eyes out. She turned her head away, wiped her tears, and pulled Cheng Kaiji's sword from his hand, handing it to Qiao Qiao. She said, "Qiao Qiao, I believe in you."

Qiao Ran winked at him; only Ge Qingqing, that fool, believed her more than anyone else.

Qiao Ran weighed Cheng Kaiji's sword in her hand; it was indeed much better than hers. She took it and walked over, her eyes darkening. "Ying Yan, be careful."

With the substitution, the association's referee finally had a chance to call "start." Almost instantly, the two blurry figures collided, prompting gasps from the crowd: "So fast!"

It was expected that Yingyan, who had been entrenched in the Eagle Capture Gang for many years, would have some skill. But why was this young woman, who suddenly appeared at Tuoyue Pavilion, so fast in her skills?

Everyone couldn't help but wonder just how many masters were still hidden in the Moon-Touching Pavilion!

After Pei Chenghu went down, he saw this scene and, along with Cheng Kaiji and the others, became worried. This move showed that Qiao Ran was now the most resilient among them.

The moment Qiao Ran and Ying Yan clashed, she realized that Ying Yan's strength was strangely powerful, as if an invisible force was pulling her in and holding her back. She clearly remembered that Ying Yan's internal energy was not like this in the snowfield.

She withdrew her sword and said coldly, "What kind of magic pills has Chief Eagle taken? His evil skills have greatly improved."

Yingyan smiled maliciously, "It's not too late to beg for mercy now!"

"Begging for mercy?" Qiao Ran kindly reminded him, "Chief Eagle, you'd better not let me get close."

Ying Yan tested Qiao Ran and found that although her Bi Chan was strong, even if she had surpassed ordinary people and reached the fifth level, she was still no match for him. He didn't take her words to heart at all.

As Yingyan's blade pressed down, Qiao Ran's tiger's mouth was cracked. The two exchanged nearly a hundred moves on the stage in a fierce and turbulent manner. To the people below the stage, Yingyan's moves all seemed deadly, but Qiao Ran was always on the defensive, deliberately avoiding Yingyan's blade. Occasionally, she would take the initiative to attack, but Yingyan would instantly break through her defense. Within thirty moves, Qiao Ran would surely be defeated.

Yingyan also noticed that Qiao Ran was quick to dodge. She was agile and had very quick reflexes. Although he couldn't beat her, she could keep him on the hook. His blade was too sharp, preventing Qiao Ran from getting close. Therefore, the two of them kept a distance from each other, and he couldn't catch Qiao Ran.

In a fit of rage, Yingyan switched his blade to his palm. If Qiao Ran were to take such a blow to the chest, she would be crippled, if not killed.

Everyone stared wide-eyed as this life-or-death duel came to an end, except for Qiao Ran and Pei Chenghu in the audience, who both smiled smugly when they saw Ying Yan approach Qiao Ran, unable to bear it any longer.