Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1279
Chapter 1279: Chapter 1267: Life and Death Platform, Fierce Battle_1 Chapter 1279: Chapter 1267: Life and Death Platform, Fierce Battle_1 The Life and Death Platform at Everlasting Peak was buzzing with excitement, as disciples who had heard the news gathered eagerly.
Some people couldn't contain their excitement and started placing bets on the spot, wagering that Mu Fan would lose to Mo Beichen in just a few moves, attracting a crowd of onlookers.
Mo Beichen stood in the center of the platform with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. His towering and formidable figure struck fear into the hearts of those who caught a glimpse of him.
“Why hasn't Mu Fan arrived? Could it be that he's too scared of Senior Brother Mo's reputation and doesn't dare to show up?”
“Humph, with his timid appearance, he's only fit to be a spineless coward.”
“Exactly, Senior Brother Mo is the eighth in the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Who does Mu Fan think he is? Someone who has never even entered the Hidden Dragon Ranking, yet he has the audacity to injure one of our Everlasting Peak disciples!”
“If he doesn't dare to show up, we'll go to Never-Aging Peak, cut off one of his arms first!”
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“Shh, he's here.”
The clamor of the crowd suddenly stopped as the Everlasting Peak disciples turned their gaze towards the Heaven-Reaching Stone Pillar at the front of the Life and Death Platform.
An extraordinary figure rode on a sword, gracefully landed near the platform, and slowly climbed up the steps.
As he ascended the platform step by step, countless complicated and indistinguishable gazes followed him, and the tense breathing could be heard in the silence.
“My goodness, he really dares to come.”
“Luckily we made it in time. Just look at this group of Everlasting Peak people, they would have ripped his heart out with their stares. What's the difference between him coming alone and courting death?”
Not far from the Life and Death Platform, in a dark corner hidden behind the Heaven-Reaching Stone Pillar, Jinghong and others were dressed as Everlasting Peak disciples, remaining silent.
“Little Shui'er is in his arms.”
Tianhuo sat on Jinghong's shoulder, swinging her cute little legs happily, and her bright big eyes accurately spotted Little Peach.
“Bad guys, big bad guys, Little Shui'er will help Daddy fight the bad guys!”
Little Peach, hidden inside Mu Fan's clothes, heard the mockery of the Everlasting Peak disciples and pouted in discontent, mumbling under her breath.
“Not good, they are going to attack. We must get Little Shui'er out first.”
Jinghong instantly hid her figure, transforming into an invisible short sword, which darted swiftly like lightning to Mu Fan's side, grabbing Little Peach and returning before anyone noticed.
Mu Fan's eyebrows furrowed slightly as if sensing something, he took a quick glance in the direction where Lin Jinyang and the others were hiding before refocusing his mind and preparing for battle with all his might.
With Little Peach no longer distracting him, he could dispel all distractions and concentrate solely on his opponent.
“Mu Fan, since you dared to come, you should understand the rules of the Life and Death Platform. Once on the platform, life and death depend on fate, and the battle must continue until one side is dead.”
Upon hearing the commotion, Mo Beichen opened his eyes, gazing down at his opponent with an indifferent expression. His contemptuous gaze looked Mu Fan up and down as though he was looking at a dead man.
“No need for pointless words, bring it on!”
Mu Fan's expression remained unchanged as he drew his sword and launched into action like a lightning bolt. His agile figure soared like a Flood Dragon, aiming the sharp tip of his sword straight at Mo Beichen's heart.
“Good!”
Mo Beichen shaped his hands into a shield, drawing a glyph-filled circle of light in the air to block Mu Fan's attack.
Mu Fan somersaulted backward without the slightest pause, his flying sword whirling in the air as it gained momentum and roared towards Mo Beichen with the force of a landslide.
“Roar!”
Mo Beichen's eyes narrowed as he clenched his fists, a fierce tiger's phantom emerging behind him.
The massive tiger's head let out an angry roar, its enormous claws raised high and swiped down with the force of a mountain to meet the flying sword.
“Zi la la…”
Sparks flew as the tiger's claws and flying sword violently collided in mid-air, creating blinding, friction-induced bursts of light.
Chapter end
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