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Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Killed by me, count it on the Seal Keeper!
Zhan Lan glanced at Ouyang Qingming, instantly feeling disgusted.
The moment he spoke, Zhan Lan loosly released her right hand, turning her body to the left to rise up, and with a motion swift as lightning, she drew her battle spear with her left hand.
Ouyang Qingming, carried away by the momentum, ended up sprawled on the ground.
Just as he was about to get back up with a carp’s flip, Zhan Lan smacked him solidly back down with her battle spear.
Smack!
Ouyang Qingming was struck a forceful blow on the chest by the battle spear Zhan Lan had grabbed with her left hand.
"Pu!"
Ouyang Qingming spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Then, with the point of her spear aimed at Ouyang Qingming lying on the ground, Zhan Lan declared in a contemptuous tone, "Scum, seeking your own death!"
The crowd below instantly erupted into chaos.
"Ah!"
"Miss Zhan has won!"
Zhan Xuerou, Zhan Liluo, Cui Ying, and Bai Lu all wore fallen faces; Zhan Xincheng’s eyes dimmed a bit, it seems Zhan Lan was not easy to kill!
Zhan Beicang wore a face of pride, while Qin Shuang’s eyes became red with excitement.
Zhan Hui couldn’t help but applaud for Zhan Lan.
Mu Yan sat in his seat, lips curved in a smile, finally at ease.
At the same time, Huang Gun had defeated Qi Ming, and Xiao Chen had defeated Hua Jiu, leaving only four remaining on the stage.
Originally, Xiao Chen intended to let Huang Gun stay after seeing Zhan Lan defeat Ouyang Qingming, advancing the three of them directly.
But to his surprise, Huang Gun played dirty, directly attempting a sneaky move, "stealing a peach," making Xiao Chen’s cheeks flush red as he bent over to dodge Huang Gun’s wicked hand.
"You little brat, have no martial honor!" Xiao Chen could endure no more and picked up the battle spear to teach Huang Gun a lesson.
Huang Gun faced him seriously, meeting Xiao Chen’s battle spear, "Ah, it’s just a joke. So you really are a man! You’re too pretty for your own good!"
Xiao Chen, teased by Huang Gun, flushed red with anger, his spear technique fueled with full power.
Huang Gun, still fighting, said excitedly, "That’s right, that’s right. I thought you were a girl who had taken a liking to me, holding back out of affection!"
Xiao Chen suddenly remembered the first time he met the shameless Huang Gun in his past life. He had been mistaken for a woman and suffered the same indecent tactic — "stealing a peach."
Having been reborn twice, he was harassed by the same person; Xiao Chen simply wanted to kill the scoundrel!
Zhan Lan, speechless, glanced sideways at the two of them; Xiao Chen was indeed pitiful, getting teased by both men and women.
"Miss Zhan, let me go, and I’ll leave the arena myself," Ouyang Qingming, with Zhan Lan’s battle spear against his neck, slowly moved backward.
Zhan Lan looked at him with disgust, really wanting to finish him with one thrust, but killing him like that would mean openly declaring enmity with the Heavenly Slaughter Sect.
A direct confrontation was entirely unnecessary.
Zhan Lan had a hundred methods to silently dispose of him.
The moment Ouyang Qingming was about to fall off the arena.
Thud!
A muffled sound as Huang Gun landed on his backside off the arena, pointing at Xiao Chen and cursing, "You nearly split me open!"
Xiao Chen’s face turned bright red, his chest heaving with anger, "Shut up!"
Zhan Lan sighed helplessly, having calculated everything but forgetting that Huang Gun could drive Xiao Chen crazy.
The drumbeat sounded, Cui Hao’s voice announced, "The match is over!"
Ouyang Qingming let out a sigh of relief, not having fallen off the stage, thus inadvertently placing among the top three.
Xiao Chen looked at Zhan Lan with an apologetic gaze; he had not expected to be driven to madness by the shameless Huang Gun.
Zhan Lan smiled at Xiao Chen, nonchalantly; she had been able to defeat Ouyang Qingming.
The final competition was between Xiao Chen and Ouyang Qingming to determine the victor, followed by a match against Zhan Lan to decide the top three.
Xiao Chen quickly lost his match against Ouyang Qingming.
Zhan Lan and Ouyang Qingming stood on the platform once again.
Zhan Lan flexed her wrist; although her grandfather’s spear was powerful, it was so heavy that it sacrificed some flexibility.
She couldn’t utilize her full strength.
Ouyang Qingming noticed this too: the spear in Zhan Lan’s hand didn’t suit her.
He had underestimated her before, but that didn’t mean his strength was inferior to Zhan Lan’s. Standing opposite her, he taunted, "Miss Zhan, do you remember what I said just now? That spear in your hand isn’t yours, is it? Does it feel cumbersome to use?"
Zhan Lan didn’t bother to give him a glance, moving her arms around and looking down at the audience, only to catch sight of Mu Yan.
Mu Yan’s gaze was fixed on Ouyang Qingming, filled with a murderous intent.
In the arena, under the watch of thousands of eyes, Zhan Lan felt as though she leaped onto the platform alone.
Cui Hao was about to announce the start of the match when he saw the person arriving; his tone suddenly shifted as he sycophantically said, "Today, Lord Mu, the Seal Keeper of the Xingtian Department, is personally supervising the examination. All candidates must show the spirit of our Nanjin warriors!"
Cui Hao’s flattery turned all eyes toward the examiners’ seats.
Zhan Lan was startled. What was Mu Yan planning to do?
She caught a glimpse of Mu Yan’s right arm, held behind his back; the tip of a spear peeked out, glinting coldly in the sunshine.
The next moment, the spear was presented before her; Mu Yan looked into Zhan Lan’s eyes and said gravely, "This spear is more fitting for Miss Zhan! It’s perfect for beating dogs. Make sure to strike well, and if it kills them, consider it a courtesy of this Seal Keeper!"
As he finished, Mu Yan turned a warning gaze toward Ouyang Qingming.
Ouyang Qingming had already overheard the name.
Mu Yan!
The Seal Keeper of the Xingtian Department!
He was the last person in Nanjin he would want to offend, and could not afford to offend!
But why was this man targeting him?
Ouyang Qingming was completely unaware that Mu Yan could read lips; he had already guessed much of what had been said between Zhan Lan and Ouyang just moments ago.
Down below, Zhan Liluo watched the man she adored approach Zhan Lan and seemed to say something beside her; she clenched her fists, unable to comprehend how Zhan Lan had managed to charm Mu Yan!
Madam Zhang looked at her daughter’s jealous expression and felt even more displeased with Zhan Lan, cursing, "Vixen!"
Cui Ying’s eyes lowered; she had realized that Mu Yan and Zhan Lan must have known each other for a while.
The last time she was slapped in the face by the tail of Mu Yan’s Ferghana horse, it was Mu Yan intentionally protecting Zhan Lan!
Zhan Xuerou felt a surge of envy in her heart; why was Zhan Lan so lucky, always surrounded by men who have power, status, and good looks?
Looking on were men who were seeing Mu Yan in person for the first time, quite a few in number. They sat as silent as chickens, not daring to breathe, thinking to themselves: This must be the legendary Seal Keeper Mu.
His presence was truly terrifying!
The women in the audience were excited, and even if they were aware that Mu Yan was not a good person, they found it hard to resist the temptation of his handsome face.
A few shameless young ladies chatted animatedly, "Lord Mu truly is Nanjin’s number one handsome man, he’s too good-looking!"
"I was just mesmerized by Xiao Chen, but now I’ve betrayed him and fallen for another..."
"How can there be such an extraordinarily charismatic man? I refuse to believe he’s a traitorous minister; certainly, someone must be envious of Lord Mu!"
"Ah, Lord Mu’s figure, now I’ll have a subject for my dreams..."
Even the Oiran of the brothels found their hearts fluttering.
The men overheard the women’s whisperings and broke out in a cold sweat; was this murderer someone they could fantasize about?
Aren’t they afraid of losing their heads? It turned out it wasn’t just men who were lecherous; when women became lustful, they too truly knew no fear!
Onstage, Zhan Lan stared blankly at the spear Mu Yan had handed her.
Was this real?
