The Favored Heiress
Chapter 594: The Arena Match Cannot Be Stopped

Chapter 594: Chapter 594: The Arena Match Cannot Be Stopped

Hearing the voice, Li San cast a glance, licked his cheek, and echoed in agreement, "Mm." Hopefully.

The last few words vanished between his lips and teeth.

Li San believed in Qiaoqiao’s abilities, but he also understood Dan Min’s strength better than Shang Yu did.

...

On the platform, Li Qiao, hearing Dan Min’s question, didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she turned her head and looked at Shang Yu below the stage, her gaze calm and far-reaching.

The sound of the crowd never ceased in her ears, as she locked eyes with the man in her view.

Li Qiao pursed her lips and looked back, and even without saying anything, Shang Yu understood the helpless yet resolute expression she conveyed through her eyes.

She was going to break her promise.

In an instant, the man’s fist clenched, and his handsome profile was covered with a cold frostiness.

Li Qiao gave him a small smile, withdrew her gaze, faced Dan Min, and without another word, threw a punch.

A smug, disdainful cold smile appeared on Dan Min’s lips; she responded as quick as lightning, confronting Li Qiao’s fist head-on.

As the match began, their fists collided, opening the intense one-hour close-quarters women’s boxing fight.

"Dan Min, go for it."

"Dan Min, take her down."

The audience, who had placed their bets, shouted and waved their arms in support.

And the few who had bet on Li Qiao covered their faces, not daring to make a sound.

The atmosphere at the venue reached its climax right from the start of the match.

Because on the platform, Li Qiao rolled away to dodge Dan Min’s side kick, then swept at her legs from a half-crouching position.

Dan Min agilely sidestepped to avoid Li Qiao’s attack and shot her knee up viciously towards Li Qiao’s chin.

If it had hit, Li Qiao’s jawbone would have definitely shattered.

Just barely leaning back, she supported herself with one hand on the ground, and while dodging, she aimed a sidekick at the upright leg joint of Dan Min.

In the nick of time, Dan Min lost her footing, her form slightly wobbling.

Although Li Qiao dodged her knee strike, she still got grazed on the forehead.

The fisherman’s hat, fell off.

Her forehead had been scraped open by Dan Min’s rough work pants.

Only three minutes had passed, and the battle was already intense.

When Li Qiao’s hat fell to the ground, under the bright spotlight, her face with red forehead and striking features was projected on the big screen.

Surrounding the boxing ring, after a brief silence, a shout came from somewhere, awakening everyone.

"It’s Miss Qi, she’s Miss Qi."

"Which Miss Qi? Whose daughter?"

"Border Seven Sons, she’s one of the Seven Sons."

When someone uttered the name of the Border Seven Sons, the atmosphere in the venue changed drastically.

"Miss Qi, you can do it——"

At that moment, Dan Min steadied herself, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Li Qiao. Hearing the cheers from the crowd, the excitement in her eyes grew even more intense.

In contrast, Li Qiao, ignoring the shouts from outside the ring, kicked the fisherman’s hat away with the tip of her foot, and boldly curved her lips as she charged again towards Dan Min.

Her attacks grew faster and faster, each punch and kick bringing the wind with it.

Dan Min was no pushover either, with nearly every blow hitting the flesh.

In the following ten minutes, the fighting style of both was a prime example of recklessness.

Since neither could dodge the other’s offensive, they both faced the difficulty head-on.

For instance, when Dan Min’s fist smashed onto Li Qiao’s shoulder, she would immediately receive Li Qiao’s heavy counterpunch as payback.

Or for example, Li Qiao side-threw Dan Min, and before she could create a safe distance, she’d be toppled by Dan Min’s sweeping leg kick.

And so, after more than ten minutes of exchange between the two fighters, the audience in the boxing gym was already hoarse from shouting.

There were still many cheering for Dan Min, but there also wasn’t a small number of people calling out for Miss Qi.

The Border Seven Sons had been missing for a long time, and now that one of them had suddenly appeared in the Underground Boxing Gym, it was extremely exciting.

Anyone who had lived on the border for more than three years knew about the Border Seven Sons.

It could even be said to be universally known.

Twenty more minutes passed in the match, yet victory was still hard to discern on the stage.

Just then, Dan Min seized the opportunity, aiming a punch at Li Qiao’s temple, while secretly stepping back with her right leg. The moment Li Qiao blocked the punch, Dan Min swiftly drove her knee into Li Qiao’s abdomen.

Li Qiao dodged to the side, causing Dan Min’s knee to hit her in the flank instead, followed immediately by a surge of intense pain that spread throughout her limbs.

Even so, Li Qiao didn’t stop fighting; clenching her teeth, she landed a vicious elbow strike on Dan Min’s rib cage.

Both fighters grunted and retreated, Dan Min bending over and clutching her chest, taking deep breaths to alleviate the pain.

Li Qiao stood straight on the spot, and before a cheer could rise, her leg weakened, and she knelt on one knee, clutching her side.

The ribs at her side were likely broken again.

Li Qiao’s eyes were bloodshot as she tried to stabilize her breathing in an attempt to suppress the dizzying pain.

After a moment, she looked up, her gaze, filled with the blood of exertion, staring straight at Dan Min’s knee.

Underneath her cargo pants, she was equipped with a metallic knee pad.

Was it against the rules? Of course not.

Because in the Underground Boxing Gym, rules don’t matter; only victory does.

This situation only intensified Li Qiao’s competitive spirit.

Outside the ring, nearby the platform, the moment Li Qiao knelt down, Li San, Nan Xin, including Luoyu Wei Lang, and others involuntarily stood up.

These were seasoned fighters; a knee to the abdomen was painful, but it should never have forced Li Qiao to her knees.

This only meant that there was something irregular about Dan Min.

Li San clenched his teeth tightly, his hands tensing at his sides, and his worried eyes stared unblinkingly at Li Qiao.

There was no stopping a fight midway in the Underground Boxing Gym, nor was there any concept of a draw.

Li Qiao, caught in the midst of the fight, was in a difficult position.

But to watch his sister being bullied on the platform and do nothing about it, Li San couldn’t just stand by.

He glowered at Dan Min’s knee and instructed Nan Xin, "Find a way to contact Dan Ying. I want tonight’s match..."

"There’s no need." A deep, indifferent voice came from next door.

Li San turned in surprise, "You, what did you say?"

At that moment, Shang Yu was sitting upright in the VIP seat, his face stern, his deep eyes sharpening with cold intent, "She won’t give up halfway."

Li San was momentarily speechless, unable to think of a retort.

Because Shang Yu was right.

Even if he could find a way to pause the match, Li Qiao might not give up midway.

They all knew Li Qiao too well... to the point where there was nothing they could do.

On the stage, in less than half a minute, Li Qiao had already pushed herself up from the ground to stand.

Her eyes turning darker, a faint smile hung on her lips, showing none of the defeat or discouragement one might have expected.

The more setbacks she faced, the braver she became; that probably described her current state.

After catching her breath, Dan Min straightened up and mocked, "How was the taste of that kick?"

"Mediocre," Li Qiao retorted with a mouth twist, shaking her head in mild disappointment.

Even if her injuries were more severe than Dan Min’s, she would never lose in terms of momentum.

Seeing this, Dan Min narrowed her slender phoenix eyes, glanced below the platform, her smile deepening, "You’re so weak, how did he come to fancy you?"

As the last word fell, she charged at Li Qiao like a cheetah, taking the initiative to attack.