These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Qiao Zhiheng spoke slowly, extending his hand.

Jing Yong hesitated for a moment, but still took Qiao Zhiheng's hand and stood up.

The outcome of this battle has been decided in this brief moment.

When Jing Yong stepped down, the opponent's second choice emerged.

"Tianyi Water Pavilion, Wang Yao enters the stage."

Almost simultaneously, Qiao Zhiheng said to the referee, "I concede."

The audience was used to it, after all, this wasn't the first time Qiao Zhiheng had conceded defeat, but this time it just so happened that Wang Yao was on stage.

"Does that mean Qiao Zhiheng disdains fighting with women?"

"Who do you think you are!"

"You look down on women, don't you!"

"Who says women can't fight!"

"Your mother is still a woman!"

Qiao Zhiheng politely said to Wang Yao as she came on stage, "I'm sorry, miss, I'm a little tired, so I won't play anymore."

Wang Yao blinked at Qiao Zhiheng, but showed no surprise whatsoever.

"I see. But I really wanted to get to know you, Mr. Qiao. It seems like a real shame."

Qiao Zhiheng looked at the other person calmly.

There are many ways to get to know someone, not just here.

"Oh~ So Young Master Qiao also wants to get to know me?"

From the very beginning of this conversation, Qiao Zhiheng felt that something was inexplicably wrong.

Then the people on the sidelines started acting strangely.

"Oh~~~ This conversation is interesting!"

"Could it be that the two of them have fallen for each other?"

"Are they going to get married here?"

"Together! Together!!"

"Wei Tu, sit down right now!!"

"Oh. How interesting!"

Wei Tu sat down dejectedly, disappointed that he had failed to provoke the fire.

Qiao Zhiheng, who was starting to feel inexplicably embarrassed, cupped his hands in greeting to the woman opposite him and prepared to leave the stage.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yao looked over and gave him a flirtatious wink, as if giving a silent hint.

A man like Qiao Zhiheng, who prided himself on being a gentleman, had never seen anything like this before. He immediately turned around and left, acting as if he shouldn't look at something improper.

This caused many women on the sidelines to giggle continuously.

When Qiao Zhiheng came down, Wei Tu patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Qiao, you're quite famous in the Lu Chen Sect now. Why don't you just bring a woman back with you?"

Qiao Zhiheng didn't even dare to look at Wang Yao over there, as if this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"You've got to be serious, I was almost mortified... And weren't you egging me on just now?"

"You can't say things like that carelessly. I didn't start any trouble."

"I must have misheard..."

"I simply hope that lovers will eventually be together..."

“Wei Tu…”

"Look, look, senior sister is going on stage!"

The second member of the Yuanjian Sect to go on stage, facing off against Wang Yao, was naturally Jiang Ying.

When Wang Yao saw this expressionless girl calmly pick up a sword and walk onto the arena as if she were picking up a broom to sweep the floor, she instantly recalled the humiliating incident that had happened not long ago.

For example, when this girl slapped her in public, even though she might not recognize her, Wang Yao remembered it vividly.

If I hadn't seen that there were more of them than she was and that she wasn't resisting, I would have made that girl beg for mercy on the ground!

Now the opportunity has come.

Wang Yao held back her anger.

He still stubbornly looked at Jiang Ying with a smile on his face.

"Oh, you're willing to let such a delicate little girl come up here? It would be heartbreaking if you hurt her."

Jiang Ying heard what the other person said, but she didn't react at all. She simply drew the longsword that seemed completely out of place with her size.

The longsword has an extremely thick blade, making it look almost like an axe, but the double-edged blade is quite sharp and, instead of being wide, is long and narrow.

It makes you wonder if it's a sword or a gun.

Little did they know, this was a longsword that Wei Tu had specially modified for Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying has a unique talent and a strange point of exertion. Her strength is even comparable to that of a man, but she lacks a bit of agility.

Therefore, Wei Tu did not force Jiang Ying to do anything ingenious. Instead, he simply used this longsword according to her strength characteristics. It was powerful and had a wide range of impact, but it reduced the chance of the opponent finding a weakness.

Even though the sword looks heavy and clumsy, it suits Jiang Ying's personality quite well.

When she raised the longsword, Wang Yao trembled.

"Why...let's chat for a bit first."

Jiang Ying didn't speak, but walked towards Wang Yao step by step.

Wang Yao frowned, sensing the indifference in the other person's eyes, an indifference that seemed to disregard her as an opponent.

Anger naturally rose within him.

"Since that's the case... then don't blame me. I won't be responsible if you make me cry!!"

Wang Yao also drew her sword and charged forward.

Jiang Ying walked steadily, seemingly showing no sign of retreat or wariness as she watched Wang Yao unleash her full power.

No matter how bizarre the opponent's sword moves seemed, as if they not only changed shape in the air but also seemed to have an incorrect number.

But Jiang Ying only had one direction in her eyes.

"boom!!"

The figures intertwined in an instant, and the sword light raged forth.

The flames seemed to be bursting forth.

Wang Yao was surprised that her opponent could see through her sword strike. She had only made a movement to exert force, but it had hit the very blade of her sword.

She didn't fall for any of those feints, and the force coming from the tiger's mouth made Wang Yao feel the opponent's formidable strength.

Is this a woman?!

Is this a joke?

Moreover, the other person wasn't the burly type; she seemed so delicate. Where did her strength come from?!

She's practically a supermodel Barbie!

In the instant Wang Yao was stunned, the other person leaned forward and rammed his shoulder into her chest.

Before Wang Yao could react, she was hit hard, as if her internal organs were about to shift.

My blood and qi almost couldn't get up.

At this point, how could Wang Yao possibly admit defeat? Even though she was at a disadvantage, this was a competition, not some casual exchange.

Who says only men are competitive? Why can't women be?

Besides, this girl didn't say a word!

Wang Yao swallowed the blood in her throat.

Then he stared intently at Jiang Ying.

"I'm really going to make you cry!!"

It was probably less than half an incense stick's time.

"Waaaaah!! How could she do this!! Bullying me!! Bullying me!! I'm not fighting anymore! I want to go back to my sect! I want to go back!!"

Miao Miao, standing beside the girl, patted her shoulder helplessly.

"Senior sister... there are a lot of people here, can you stop crying for a moment?"

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"Tianyi Waterside Pavilion, Miao Miao!"

When this name appears.

Wei Tu called out from below, "Senior Sister, come down! This is fantastic!"

Jiang Ying was slightly out of breath, and the icy expression on her face magically melted away when she heard the boy's words.

It's as if it never existed.

She looked at the boy.

"There's still one more person..."

He muttered softly, like a child who hadn't finished his homework.

Wei Tu couldn't help but soften his expression.

"Yes, I know. But senior sister, you have to give me a chance to show my abilities, and I don't want you to work too hard."

"Actually... I'm fine..."