Who Dares to Provoke You

"Send your people over for a match. Whoever wins gets the mineral vein," Lan Xiaoke said.

As soon as these words came out, the camp fell into a dead silence. The super warriors from various countries looked at each other in dismay.

They looked at Lan Xiaoke's childish face... and finally agreed.

After hesitating for a full dozen seconds, a burly brown-haired super warrior was the first to nod and express his stance.

"Alright! We'll do as you say!"

The rest of the super warriors from various countries echoed their agreement.

Using force to decide was the best way.

"To the arena, step right up!"

"I'll do it!"

The first to step forward was the tall black super warrior. He planted his feet firmly on the ground, and a cyan light began to radiate from his body. The surrounding air began to swirl without any wind.

"Since you're the one asking for a fight, don't blame me for being too heavy-handed when I make you cry later!"

"Hmph." Lan Xiaoke wasn't intimidated by his aura in the slightest. She clenched her pink rabbit boxing gloves, the spiritual energy in her body circulating rapidly. A faint halo appeared around her as she charged forward instead of retreating, meeting the black super warrior head-on.

Seeing Lan Xiaoke lunging at him, the super warrior swung his arm, creating a tornado over a dozen meters high that twisted toward her!

Lan Xiaoke pierced through the tornado, her movements completely unhindered as she flew right out of it!

"What?" Seeing Lan Xiaoke completely unharmed, the super warrior froze for a moment.

Lan Xiaoke's fist landed solidly on his body. The black super warrior let out a muffled groan, feeling an intense pain in his abdomen as if he had been struck by a massive boulder. He staggered back five or six steps, clutching his stomach tightly, his face written with disbelief.

Before he could recover, Lan Xiaoke seized the opportunity and dashed forward. With a flash of spiritual energy under her feet, she instantly appeared in front of him and delivered another heavy punch to his chest. This punch carried even more force, directly knocking the tall black super warrior to the ground, leaving him unable to get up for a long time.

"Hehe, you can't withstand a single blow against me!" Lan Xiaoke put her hands on her hips, her face full of pride.

So weak.

The second to step up to the challenge was a blond, white super warrior. He had a thin build but was exceptionally agile. In a flash, he launched a rapid attack at Lan Xiaoke's side, flames surging in his hands.

Under the absolute crush of her superior level, Lan Xiaoke nimbly sidestepped, easily dodging his attack. Immediately after, she delivered a backhand punch, smashing heavily into the white super warrior's back with full force.

Then, she kicked him viciously in the knee.

With a crisp crack, the man instantly fell to his knees, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. All his previous arrogance vanished, and he couldn't even stand up.

Following that, several more super warriors from different countries stepped up to challenge her one after another. They were all holding back a burst of energy, wanting to take this opportunity to defeat Lan Xiaoke and show off in front of everyone, but the results were completely disappointing for them.

In just a few short minutes, five or six super warriors from various countries were lying on the ground. They wailed incessantly, clutching the places where they had been hit and rolling all over the floor. Their faces were filled with agony, unable to get up no matter how hard they tried. The scene was utterly pathetic.

The faces of the remaining super warriors instantly turned pale. They no longer dared to underestimate Lan Xiaoke in the slightest. Their expressions became incredibly solemn. Pushing and shoving each other, no one dared to step forward and challenge her anymore, their eyes full of dread.

A Golden Core cultivator was a Golden Core cultivator, after all. Even if she didn't know a single spell, just using spiritual energy to empower her body was more than enough for these super warriors to handle.

Just then, a man walked out from the crowd. He had a tall and straight posture, and his aura was much thicker than all the previous super warriors. His strength was clearly a cut above the rest.

Without saying a word, he struck first. Wielding a giant machete, he chopped fiercely at Lan Xiaoke's chest. His moves were fast and ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"Whoa?" Lan Xiaoke didn't dare to be careless. The two instantly became entangled in combat, and for a moment, it was hard to tell who was winning.

But ultimately, Lan Xiaoke was stronger, and she gradually began to gain the upper hand.

A trace of viciousness flashed in the man's eyes. He deliberately exposed a flaw, quietly took a few steps back, and while Lan Xiaoke was off guard, suddenly pulled a silver handgun from his waist!

His finger rapidly pulled the trigger, the muzzle aimed directly at Lan Xiaoke's arm!

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot pierced the dead silence of the camp, shooting straight through Lan Xiaoke's arm. Blood instantly gushed out, staining her sleeve and the pink rabbit glove on her hand red.

"Ah—!" Lan Xiaoke let out a scream of pain. She instinctively covered her bleeding arm with her other hand. Her face instantly turned as pale as paper, and her body couldn't help but stagger back a few steps, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Yo, nice!!!!" Seeing this, the man who fired the gun and his companions immediately began to shout arrogantly. Each of them looked smug, their tone extremely haughty, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed about using a gun for a sneak attack.

"That's right! If you know what's good for you, hurry up and hand over the mineral vein. Otherwise, next time it won't be your arm that gets shot through, it might be your heart. When that happens, no one will be able to save you!"

Before their arrogant shouts could fade, bone-chilling spiritual energy swept across the entire area like a tidal wave, causing the temperature of the whole camp to instantly drop by several degrees.

Before those arrogantly shouting super warriors could react, a powerful aura descended, directly shattering the heads of those who were shouting the loudest. Blood and brain matter splattered all over the ground.

"Wh-what's going on?!"

"How did they die?"

"What happened?!"

With blood splashed everywhere, the camp instantly plunged into a deathly silence. The remaining super warriors from the various countries were terrified, trembling all over with weak legs. Some even collapsed directly to the ground, not daring to breathe loudly, their eyes filled with sheer terror.

At that moment, as if sensing something, the super warriors looked to the side—

Ye Chuan stood there, his face devoid of any expression.

And the aura radiating from his body proved everything.

Seeing Lan Xiaoke's pale little face, Ye Chuan raised his hand and cast a healing spell. The gushing blood gradually stopped, the piercing pain from the wound slowly eased, and the damaged skin began to heal at a visible rate.

Lan Xiaoke immediately put on an aggrieved look. "Woo woo woo, Ye Chuan, he used a gun."

"It's okay, they're already dead," Ye Chuan said.

After all, the moment they resorted to using a gun, their bodies had been directly crushed by Ye Chuan.

Under the healing spell, Lan Xiaoke's wound suddenly stopped hurting. She simply brushed it off and stood right next to Ye Chuan, looking exactly like a kid who had just complained to her parents.

"Who else!"

Seeing this scene, the super warriors went completely numb. How could they dare to say a word?

You should have said so earlier! With a backer like that, who would dare mess with you?