Chapter 190: Me Versus You

"Me and you, let's compare!"

"How about this: I wager an arm with you; if I catch three of your attacks, you lose an arm."

"And if you can't catch them, shall I get to cut off your arm, Young Master?"

Ye Qingran crossed her hands over her chest, smiled lazily, "That's natural!"

Zhou Meng's eyes lit up, his heart swelling with boundless delight, while he muttered that Ye Qingran was utterly foolish, daring to play so big!

That arm of Ye Qingran, Zhou Meng will take!

Everyone scattered outward, leaving a spacious area for the two to duel.

The two faced each other across several zhang.

One tall and mighty, aura powerful like a big grizzly bear; the other slender and slight, aura calm like a weak rabbit.

Just by appearance, these two seem incomparable.

Even if Zhou Meng doesn't use Mysterious Force, relying only on brute force, Ye Qingran, a waste without Spiritual Root, would have absolutely no resistance, right?

Just as the battle was about to erupt, movement came from outside Dingyuan Marquis Mansion; three figures, flanked by several guards, strode toward the Training Ground.

The crowd followed the sound and saw the three were Crown Prince, Seventh Prince, and Thirteenth Princess Dongfang Ling'er.

Ye Huanhuan's eyes lit up, and like a butterfly she ran toward Dongfang Qingxuan, saying, "Brother Qing Xuan."

Dongfang Qingxuan saw Ye Huanhuan, his cold face softened, "Hmm, you're also here."

"I was worried my sister was overthinking, so I came here to try to persuade the soldiers of the Old Dingyuan Units. How can the new commander of Dingyuan Army all be my sister? What right do I have, Qing Xuan brother, is that so?"

Dongfang Qingxuan shook his head helplessly, "You, you're just too kind!"

Ye Huanhuan gave Dongfang Qingxuan an innocent smile, "You always say I'm too kind; isn't that expected? She is, after all, my sister!"

Dongfang Ling'er rolled her White Eye and sneered at Ye Huanhuan's words. Ever since she was driven out of Medicine King Pavilion that day, she has seen Ye Huanhuan's true face.

Dongfang Xuan snorted coldly, "Princess Consort, you treat Ye Qingran so well, yet some people show no gratitude and constantly oppose you! Truly ungrateful, repaying kindness with hatred!"

Dongfang Qingxuan's gaze fell on Ye Qingran, his eyes deepening as he asked, "What are they up to?"

Ye Huanhuan's eyes flickered, ambiguously saying, "Sister will duel Commander Zhou; if she can catch three moves under Commander Zhou, she can become the new commander of Dingyuan Army."

Sure enough, hearing this, Dongfang Ling'er sneered, "How shameless! A mere waste daring to become Dingyuan Army's new commander; where does Ye Qingran get her courage?"

"What? This waste still wants to spar with Commander Zhou, truly overreaching!" Dongfang Xuan, hearing Ye Huanhuan's words, couldn't help to raise his voice and shouted.

"Seventh Prince, I, this waste, once defeated you; have you forgotten? If I am a waste, then what are you? Not even a waste?"

The wind passed, lifting Ye Qingran's skirt; she stood lazily, her features bright, her gaze at Dongfang Xuan full of mockery.

"You!" Dongfang Xuan's face darkened, flames blazing in his eyes.

Dongfang Qingxuan looked at Ye Qingran, recalling Ye Huanhuan's words: does Ye Qingran also wish to become Dingyuan Army's new commander? Indeed, Dingyuan Army was once so glorious; being recognized by the Old Dingyuan Units and becoming the new commander would be both affirmation and honor.

But Ye Qingran, a mere waste, how could she catch three moves from Zhou Meng?

Ye Qingran, Ye Qingran, so you are also a vain person! Your vanity aside, what disappoints me more is that you have no self‑awareness!

Thinking of Dongfang Qingxuan's eyes, a hint of contempt flashed.

Zhou Meng and Li Qing led the Old Dingyuan Units, having met several princes and princesses, and a few stood at the side to watch Ye Qingran and Zhou Meng's duel.

"Young Master, then I'll make my move!"

Zhou Meng roared arrogantly, snapping his finger joints, producing a clack‑clack sound.

Except for Ye Li, almost no one present believed Ye Qingran could survive three moves from Zhou Meng.

Zhou Meng's strength is renowned in the Old Dingyuan Units; setting aside cultivation level, his sheer brawn alone could fill a whole pot for Ye Qingran!

"Commander Zhou, sister's strength is far below yours; please remember to show mercy!" Ye Huanhuan pretended, yet it earned some favor.

"Miss Ye, I can't guarantee that!" Zhou Meng sneered, lunging at Ye Qingran, his battle intent sharp as a blade, determined to cleave her.

A gust of fists surged, and a cold smile appeared on Zhou Meng's face.

"Ye Qingran, go die!"

That punch was almost as big as Ye Qingran's face, extremely fast, with tremendous force.

No one would doubt that if this punch struck Ye Qingran, it would shatter her bones and make her bleed!

The fist advanced inch by inch, yet Ye Qingran stood upright, her expression so calm that one wondered if she was frightened into stillness.

Li Qing's face tightened; having seen countless bloody scenes, he simply closed his eyes, daring not to watch what would happen next.

Dongfang Xuan and Dongfang Ling'er wore smiles of schadenfreude.

Ye Huanhuan's lips curled, a glint of malice in her eyes. "Ye Qingran, go die! Better to be killed by Zhou Meng's fist!"

The Dingyuan soldiers silently mourned Ye Qingran. That punch would likely leave the picture‑perfect beauty bedridden for months!

However, the unexpected happened.

When Zhou Meng swung his fist, Ye Qingran's figure vanished on the spot!

Zhou Meng's pupils contracted, shocked to the core; he hurriedly retracted his force, scanning left and right.

"Too slow!"

A cold voice sounded after Zhou Meng, as if from Jiu You Diyu, making Zhou Meng break out in cold sweat.

Besides Zhou Meng, those around were equally shocked. As onlookers, they hadn't seen how Ye Qingran did it.

She clearly emitted no trace of Mysterious Force aura!

Ye Li was first startled, then shook his head and chuckled lightly, his gaze full of affection. His A Ran always gives him countless surprises.

Li Qing, not hearing the scream, looked up in surprise, only to discover that Ye Qingran had appeared behind Zhou Meng!

How did she do it?

Li Qing knows Zhou Meng well; they often spar, and he knows Zhou Meng's physical prowess is immense—both speed and force beyond ordinary people.

But, at this moment…