Transmigrated villain - My Fiancée Orders Me To Beg The Male Lead's Forgiveness - Chapter 557

Chapter 557: Battle Ends

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Meanwhile, on the other side—

Far away at Qingfeng Temple, Qin Fan, dueling Ma Baozong, also got zapped—literally!

“Heh heh, Qin Xuantian, you’re still too young and naive after all!”

After his “Hunyuan Technique” and the mocked “Pine Cone Flicking Five Consecutive Whips” were neutralized.

Ma Baozong was forced to use his trump card—the Electric Flash Five Consecutive Whips!

Instantly, as his hands blurred, crackling bolts of lightning danced between them.

Qin Fan, after all, was only at the peak of Qi Refinement, not having truly stepped onto the path of cultivation yet.

So, facing a Foundation Establishment expert wielding lightning, he was momentarily paralyzed—

Of course, it was only for a moment.

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After the two exchanged a few more blows.

Ma Baozong seized an opening, punching straight towards Qin Fan’s chest.

However, just as his fist was about to connect.

He smirked and held back the attack.

He considered himself a master with martial virtue; spars should emphasize harmony and knowing when to stop.

His Electric Flash Five Consecutive Whips carried lightning power; direct contact could cause significant damage!

Just as he was about to retract his fist and maybe mock this arrogant young man.

He realized Qin Fan had somehow already grabbed his hand:

“Is this the extent of your Electric Flash Five Consecutive Whips?”

“If so, then it’s my turn!”

Previously, he couldn’t even bend one of Ma Baozong’s fingers. Now, with just one hand, he held Ma Baozong completely immobilized!

“You!”

Seeing Qin Fan’s calm, mocking gaze, Ma Baozong became enraged. “Arrogant brat!”

Since this young man wouldn’t appreciate his restraint, he wouldn’t hold back anymore!

“Take this— What?!”

But then, he discovered his fist couldn’t move an inch forward!

Furthermore, Qin Fan completely ignored the lightning crackling around his own hand!

“How did you…”

However, before the astonished Ma Baozong could finish his question, Qin Fan lightly punched him in the face.

Clipping his left eye in the process.

To any observer, it looked like Qin Fan hadn’t used much force.

But the next second—

Ma Baozong flew backward as if struck by a sledgehammer.

He landed precisely where his grandson, Ma Teng, had fallen earlier.

“Y-Y-You sneak-attacked me!”

Clutching his watering eye, Ma Baozong staggered to his feet with Daoist Qingfeng’s help.

But he knew, although he had been caught off guard, Qin Fan’s strength genuinely surpassed his own!

He stared at Qin Fan, utterly shocked—

“To possess Legendary Realm strength at such a young age… Who on earth are you?!”

Qin Fan placed his hands behind his back, a corner of his mouth lifting:

“I am Qin Xuantian!”

With that, he extended his right hand and grasped towards the empty air—

“Let me show you real lightning!”

He’d played around long enough; it was time to finish this.

Qin Fan decided to reveal his true power to these people—

“Thunder, come!”

At his command, thick, azure lightning bolts, as wide as bowls, coalesced above his right hand, held firmly in his grasp.

“Crackle— Bzzzt—”

The dazzling lightning bathed Qin Fan in an eerie blue glow.

This divine display left Ma Baozong, Daoist Qingfeng, and everyone else completely stunned.

“Th-This is…”

This was the legendary power to command wind and rain, straight out of myths!

Even Ma Baozong had never witnessed such an incredible feat:

“Such god-like skill…”

“Could it be… you’re in the Mythical Realm?!!!”

—However, Qin Fan merely smiled faintly.

He had endured Tribulation Lightning itself; controlling this mundane lightning was child’s play!

Watching the amusing sight of the crowd gaping in terror.

He casually flicked the lightning bolt in his hand.

“CRACK!”

The bolt struck the empty ground nearby, instantly blasting a sizeable crater!

“What?!?!”

This scene naturally made everyone gasp again, drawing sharp breaths of cold air!

This was true manipulation of lightning, leagues beyond Ma Baozong’s technique, which merely channeled lightning through True Qi and could only cling to the surface of his body!

“Incredible… Truly incredible…”

The crowd began to murmur praises unconsciously.

Only when Qin Fan spoke again, his voice calm, did they snap back to reality—

“Annul the engagement between your grandson and Xi Qingmeng. Do you agree?”

This “engagement annulment” was the surprise he had prepared for Qingmeng!

Whether Ma Baozong agreed or not was irrelevant; he had to agree!

“…!”

The same words, but now they carried immense authority to the listeners!

Ma Baozong, one eye swollen shut, exchanged a look with Daoist Qingfeng.

He immediately bowed deeply:

“This old man humbly obeys Master Qin’s command!!”

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Meanwhile…

Just as Qin Fan dramatically slammed the azure lightning from his hand onto the plaza tiles, successfully showing off.

Back at S University, inside her office.

Wang Haoran was similarly… engaged.

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Outside the office building, in the nearby parking lot.

Zhao Yu sat in her car, bored, looking towards Wang Haoran’s building.

She knew Wang Haoran was meeting Xi Qingmeng; she also knew what they were doing.

But while waiting, she felt no resentment. Instead, she felt she should be keeping watch for them—

`How much longer… will they be…`

`Although Haoran is amazing… Little Sister Xi Qingmeng looks so delicate and fragile…`

She contentedly replayed the kiss Wang Haoran gave her before getting out of the car, waiting obediently.

After an unknown amount of time.

She finally saw Wang Haoran emerge with a woman.

The woman was leaning weakly against Wang Haoran, his arm around her waist as they walked towards the car.

Her cheeks were flushed a captivating crimson.

Her face tilted up, misty eyes gazing adoringly at the profile of the man beside her.

`That must be Xi Qingmeng, the one who wrote Haoran the letter…`

This scene instantly confirmed Zhao Yu’s suspicions about what they had been doing…

“Haoran!”

“Is this Little Sister Qingmeng?”

Only when Zhao Yu spoke.

Did Xi Qingmeng reluctantly drag her gaze away from Wang Haoran.

She looked at the beautiful woman before her.

`She must be another one of Haoran’s lovers!`

But Xi Qingmeng had “seen the world” by now, so she wasn’t particularly bothered—

However.

Upon seeing Zhao Yu for the first time, for some reason.

Her arm instinctively tightened around Wang Haoran’s body.

“Mm, that’s me!”

“What’s Older Sister’s name?”

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