860: Chapter 860 Come at me all at once!

"I do," Ye Chen nodded.

Yan Qingwu was stunned for a moment.

Then, she realized what he meant, and her earlobes turned so red they looked like they were about to drip blood.

Subconsciously, she raised her hands to push against Ye Chen's chest and said with shy annoyance, "Let go! There are people outside!"

She hadn't expected that she wouldn't actually resist this sudden embrace from Ye Chen.

She was just worried about people being outside…

"So what if there are people?" Ye Chen looked down at her with a grin.

"As the Deputy Leader of the Dragon Group, if I want to whisper a few words to my secretary, who would dare to eavesdrop?"

Yan Qingwu glared at him. "Cut it out! Who's your secretary?"

"Aren't you?" Ye Chen replied with an expression of matter-of-fact confidence.

"You followed me from Yanjing all the way to this Antarctica, handing me documents, giving me advice, and helping me block plenty of trouble…"

"If that doesn't count as a competent secretary, then there are no good secretaries left in the world."

Yan Qingwu was speechless. She turned her head away and, forcing herself to stay calm, continued, "What? You want your secretary to do everything?"

Ye Chen leaned down close to her ear.

"Otherwise, what else?"

His warm breath brushed against her auricle, causing Yan Qingwu's neck to flush even redder. "You… don't go too far…"

Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Chen had already lowered his head, his lips accurately sealing hers.

Yan Qingwu's cheeks instantly became as hot as burning coals, and her body suddenly went limp.

Ye Chen didn't give her a chance to struggle; the arm wrapped around her waist tightened slightly, and the kiss was gentler and deeper than she had imagined.

After a long while, Ye Chen slightly released her and chuckled in a low voice, "Shouldn't a competent secretary listen to everything her boss says?"

Yan Qingwu's brain was buzzing, and it took her a long time to recover, at which point she gave him a punch in shy annoyance.

"You… you're shameless!"

She struggled to get up from his embrace, but her whole body was incredibly weak, and she fell back down as soon as she tried to lift herself up.

Ye Chen lay down on the ground, pulling her onto his chest, and gently patted her bottom. "Alright, alright, let's rest here tonight; there's a tough battle tomorrow."

Yan Qingwu lay on him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, and mumbled a "bastard" under her breath, but ultimately, she didn't struggle anymore.

However…

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Little Bear and Prince were thrown out.

They plunged headfirst into a snowdrift. After finally managing to pull their heads out of the snow, they discovered that the door behind them had already been closed.

Immediately after, there were the sounds of Yan Qingwu's low, melodic gasps.

They didn't understand why they had been thrown out.

They really didn't understand why that human woman was making those sounds.

Prince couldn't figure it out, so it simply stopped thinking about it.

And so, it buried its head, plunged straight into the snow, stuck its butt up, and continued to sleep.

Seeing this, Little Bear imitated its little brother, buried its head in the snow, and followed suit, snoring away.

…

The next day.

Ye Chen walked out of the ice house, feeling refreshed.

Yan Qingwu followed behind him, her steps somewhat unnatural, but the expression on her face had already returned to her usual cold and capable demeanor.

However, those watery eyes would occasionally glance at Ye Chen with a hint of shy annoyance.

Bastard, like an ox!

The main venue was bustling with noise, and banners were fluttering in the wind.

The third round of the final battle hadn't started yet, but the spectator stands were already full.

The old referee walked up to the high platform again, and when everyone had arrived, he announced directly,

"Today we will conduct the third round of the final battle. The rules are now announced as follows!"

The whole arena fell silent, and everyone pricked up their ears.

"First, the battle ground is an ice arena with a radius of one hundred zhang. Falling off the arena means losing, and life and death are at your own risk."

"Second, the use of any Talisman, spiritual treasure, medicinal pill, or other external items is prohibited. Contestants can only compete based on their own cultivation; violators will be disqualified on the spot."

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth curled up slightly.

Isn't this obviously targeting me?

However… they wouldn't think that I only rely on Talismans, would they?

If so, then they are too naive!

However, the restrictions were far from over.

The old man then stated the third rule.

"Third, carrying any spirit beasts or pets into the arena is prohibited. All contestants must mount the arena alone and may not rely on external force."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingwu's pretty face darkened.

The thing she had worried about yesterday had happened after all.

They had ultimately underestimated the shamelessness of the other side.

For a moment, many people around looked at Ye Chen with playful gazes.

They had all realized it… these rules were meant to restrict Ye Chen.

But one had to admit, anyone capable of making the organizers use rules to restrict them was definitely not simple.

This time… there would be a good show to watch.

Little White and Prince reacted after hearing the rules.

One reached out to tug at Ye Chen's pant leg, looking furious.

The other let out a series of quacks at the old referee, as if cursing him.

The whole crowd watched the bear and the goose and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Look at that bear and penguin; they seem unconvinced!"

"Damn! They're so intelligent! If only I could get one!"

"Hmph! That Ye Chen must have relied on these pets to get first place. Let's see how arrogant he can be this time!"

The discussions on the stands continued.

Yan Qingwu, standing below, couldn't help but lower her voice and speak, "They changed these rules specifically to target you. Yesterday they didn't mention prohibiting spirit beasts… but today they added it."

"It doesn't matter."

"I don't need Little White and the others to fight this battle."

"It's just a bit more troublesome, that's all."

Ye Chen didn't care at all. "After all… the only difference is whether I have to use my hands or not."

Little White and Prince exchanged a glance.

One roared, the other quacked, and they began to chime in with Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was left between laughter and tears; he patted their heads and then turned his gaze toward the arena.

At this moment, on the arena.

The old referee finished announcing the rules and retreated to the edge of the arena.

Immediately after, the sixteen advancing contestants began to mount the arena one after another.

Ye Chen didn't waste any words and walked straight forward.

Just then, a voice transmission inexplicably entered his ears.

"Ye Chen, today the sect masters of the One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates are all prepared, and the Bai family has even invited the Great Elder of the hardline faction from Guixu to preside over the event."

"If there are no accidents, regardless of whether you can win this match, they have no intention of letting you leave alive."

Ye Chen looked in the direction of the voice transmission and met the eyes of Saintess An Miaoyi.

He smiled but did not reply.

Some things will come when they are meant to come; you can't hide from them.

If it is really as Saintess An Miaoyi said, then that would be interesting…

After all, he had already received news from the mouth of that blue-skinned old monster yesterday that the world's strength limit had been sealed, and the current strongest were only at the Nascent Soul Peak.

One Nascent Soul is a Nascent Soul.

Two Nascent Souls are still Nascent Souls.

Is there a difference?

Saintess An Miaoyi withdrew her gaze and stood on the other side of the arena, no longer looking at him.

Mo Yuan stood not far from her, his face gloomy.

In another corner of the arena, a thin young man was looking down, toying with a soft whip wrapped around his waist, his aura steady and restrained.

That was the chief disciple of this generation of the Hehuan Sect, named Qin Shuyuan. It is said that he is a direct disciple of the Hehuan Sect master and, despite his youth, had already stepped into the Golden Core Peak.

Standing beside him was the Young Sect Master of the Qianji Sect.

That was a short, stocky young man carrying a pair of hammers on his back, his face full of fat, his eyes fierce.

The advancing contestants from the Tianyi Sect, Qingmu Sect, and several other sects also occupied their own corners of the arena.

Seeing that everyone was in position, the old referee said loudly, "The sixteen contestants have all arrived. The third round of the final battle…"

"Wait a moment." Ye Chen suddenly spoke up.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

The eyes of everyone present fell upon Ye Chen.

The old referee was also taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses and asked, "Contestant Ye Chen, is there something you need?"

Ye Chen reached out and pointed at the fifteen people opposite him, his words shocking.

"To save time, why don't you let them all come at me together?"

The whole arena: "???"

Dead silence. A deathly silence.

Everyone widened their eyes, filled with disbelief.

Did they hear that right?

That guy, actually! Actually! Actually! Asked the other fifteen people to come at him together???

He's crazy! He must be crazy!

The Young Sect Master of the Qianji Sect was the first to lose his composure.

"Ye Chen! What do you mean? You look down on us???"

Ye Chen raised his eyes and glanced at him. "Yes, I do."

The whole arena: "???"

Ye Chen continued, "If you can touch me even once, I will concede. How about that?"

The whole arena: "???"

Insult! A naked insult!

Even if their strength wasn't as good as yours, Ye Chen, they shouldn't be unable to even touch you, right?

At this moment, even the old referee felt his worldview shattering.

He had presided over countless competitions.

He had seen arrogant people, and he had seen those who were insufferably conceited.

But he had never seen anyone dare to say such things in a final battle.

Fifteen people attacking together, and if they touch him once, he loses?

This was no longer arrogance.

This was rubbing the faces of fifteen people into the ground and grinding them three times for good measure.

Qin Shuyuan flicked his soft whip, his face turning cold.

"Ye Chen, you take yourself too seriously!"

"Which one of us here isn't an elite carefully selected from the One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates?"

"Even if your cultivation is high, two fists are hard to match against four hands."

"Asking us fifteen to come at you together, do you really think you're a god???"