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"You want me to persuade your husband again?" Fan Yanrou found it difficult.

After being together for more than two months, she was very clear about Ye Qing's personality. Once he made a decision, no one could persuade him to change his mind.

"Alright, I'll try again." After some thought, Fan Yannan finally agreed. "However, don't expect too much from him. My husband has always been a man of his word. He has already made his decision, and no one can persuade him against it."

"If it doesn't work, I'll personally go to the arena and take a look at the situation. Although I have only trained in martial arts for eleven years and my inner strength is still shallow, most people can still handle it. "

Fan Yan Rou said seriously.

Ever since two months ago, after Ye Qing had improved the Fan family's mental cultivation method and switched to practicing the new mental cultivation method, she could clearly feel her inner strength increasing at almost double the speed from before.

Especially after Ye Qing laid down the Spirit Convergence Array in the manor, the rate at which her inner force increased was even faster than before. In just a few days, her inner force had already broken through to the peak of the early stage of inner strength.

If she used her full strength, with her mental cultivation advantage, she was confident that she could defeat Qiu Zhen An, who was at the peak of the initial stage of inner strength, within ten moves.

"Princess, you're going personally? "However, the martial arts arena matches have no eyes. If the princess is injured, let the family head know that …" Yao Tianhao swallowed his saliva worriedly.

"It's fine." Fan Yan Rou shook her head: "Unless I meet a martial artist at the middle or even late stage of the inner strength, even if I'm not a match, I won't suffer any injuries."

"Alright, you can wait here for me. I'll go to the forest pavilion first to meet my husband."

With that, Fan Yinrou turned and left.

"Hai, that's the only way." Yao Tian Hao looked at the distant Fan Yan Rou as he silently prayed in his heart for Ye Qing to agree.

"Are you still meditating?" Fan Yan Rou, who had entered the forest behind the manor, hesitated for a moment before forcing herself to walk over. "Husband …"

Only, Fan Yanrou had just walked to Ye Qing's side and was about to open her mouth when she was interrupted by Ye Qing.

"Yan Rou, you're here."

Sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, Ye Qing, who was surrounded by strands of green air, quietly said with his eyes closed, "Was it Yao Tian Hao who asked you to persuade me to go to that arena?"

"Yes." Fan Yan Rou nodded. "Husband, you just …"

However, before Fan Yan Rou could persuade her, she was stopped by Ye Qing.

Ye Qing stopped his cultivation and slowly stood up. "Yan Rou, come. Let me see how your martial dao has advanced over the past few days."

Seeing that Ye Qing no longer mentioned the martial arena competition, Fan Yan Rou couldn't help but feel somewhat anxious in her heart.

Just as Fan Yan Rou's mind was in a mess, Ye Qing, who had his left hand behind his back, took a step back to pull away from Fan Yan Rou and slowly raised his right hand.

"Make your move."

Fan Yan Rou did not say anything after seeing Ye Qing's posture.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After adjusting her breath, she suddenly took a bow and stepped forward. Her right fist took advantage of the opportunity and punched out with all her strength towards Ye Qing's face, carrying with it the whistling sound of breaking through the air.

Facing the fist that Fan Yanrou had poured all the internal energy in her body into, Ye Qing's right hand formed a palm. He extended forward, and when his fist came into contact with Fan Yanrou's fist, he slightly moved away and directly grabbed Fan Yanrou's right wrist.

With a flip of his hand, he pressed her right hand down on his back. Then, he pushed her down, catching her half-kneeling on the ground.

With just one move, Fan Yanrou was defeated …