My Sexy Female CEO

Chapter 1911 370: Outmatched

Lin Yifan spoke inadvertently, startling everyone inside the carriage.

After calming down, they curiously asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"With the caravan's protection, what is there to fear?"

"That's true, but they're not invincible. If they can't handle it, we're in big trouble."

"If there's no plan, just accept it. Otherwise, you'll only add unnecessary worries," Lin Yifan replied.

All the passengers admired Lin Yifan's calm attitude, something they couldn't possibly achieve themselves.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The metal clashing sounds outside continued but showed signs of diminishing overall.

Soon, it went completely silent.

Just when everyone thought they had passed the crisis, a group of bandits suddenly rushed out from the bamboo forest.

They heavily surrounded the caravan, making it impossible for them to fly away even if they had wings.

"Old Wang, we're all old friends. You pay the fee, and I'll let you through, and everyone will be at peace."

A bandit leader, with a bamboo twig in his mouth and a Wolf Fang Club on his shoulder, said casually.

"Since we're old friends, then Old Biao, you should give way and let us pass," replied Wang Daxiong, the caravan leader, unwilling to back down.

"Calling you an old friend is already giving you enough face. Don't be ungrateful," said the bandit leader Li Biao, suddenly displeased and furious.

"You scoundrel, I've tolerated you long enough. If you don't let us through, we'll see who's got the real skills," Wang Daxiong retorted sternly, standing firm against Li Biao.

"Fine! In that case, let me show you the power of my club!"

Li Biao took pride in his club-wielding skills, capable of overwhelming any cultivator below the High Immortal Fifth Realm with just one strike of his Wolf Fang Club.

"Hmph! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Wang Daxiong sneered at the corner of his mouth, then drew his scimitar, ready to fight.

The two sides had fought no less than ten times before, but this time, everyone came with new realms and new strengths. The outcome depended on their abilities.

Seeing Wang Daxiong wasn't backing down, Li Biao spat out the bamboo twig, gripped his Wolf Fang Club tightly, and charged forward, taking the initiative.

Wang Daxiong didn't wait passively; he fought back fiercely with his scimitar.

"Bang!"

As weapons clashed with a heavy blow, both sides remained unharmed.

Li Biao made no progress, and Wang Daxiong didn't injure Li Biao either.

This strike was just a warm-up, with both sides assessing each other's strength.

The real skills would become increasingly evident as the fight progressed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The leaders of both sides fought fiercely on the road, while the subordinates confronted each other, carefully observing the situation.

If their leader lost, they might flee in panic, fight to the death, or surrender.

The commotion outside piqued the curiosity of the passengers inside the carriage.

One by one, they peeked out nervously, anxiously watching the fight.

Seeing the caravan leader battling the bandit leader, they pinned all their hopes on Wang Daxiong, praying for his victory.

While all the passengers nervously watched, only Lin Yifan remained seated in the carriage, not moving an inch.

Li Biao was surprised by Wang Daxiong's strength after failing to gain the upper hand for a long time.

This kid used to be slightly inferior to him, but now he had suddenly caught up. No wonder he seemed so confident and didn't need a Great Immortal to escort them.

However, with equal strength, he was not necessarily going to lose to Wang Daxiong, so he used his true skills.

"Fanged Earth-Splitting Roar!"

Feeling the sudden power surge from the bandit king Li Biao, Wang Daxiong was slightly alarmed and immediately used his ultimate move.

"Full Moon Sky-Cleaving Slash!"

"Boom!"

The powerful strike shook heaven and earth.

The surrounding bamboo forest trembled, and the front row of bamboo trees toppled in large numbers.

The spectators were blown back, almost unable to stand, and those with lower realms were injured.

In this clash, both sides were injured; however, it seemed Wang Daxiong suffered more.

"Damn, Great Immortal First Realm, how is that possible?"

Stabilizing himself, Wang Daxiong bled from the mouth, his chest pained, and his face showed disbelief.

Li Biao's move had reached the level of the Great Immortal First Realm, while his powerful technique was only at the High Immortal Fifth Realm, simply no match.

Li Biao only suffered minor injuries, which he could easily recover from by swallowing a few pills.

At this moment, seeing Wang Daxiong's grave expression, he couldn't help but say, "It's not too late to regret now!"

"I, Wang Daxiong, will never bow to bandits, even if it means death!"

This was his first mission as the leader, and if he couldn't deliver the goods to Black Wind City intact, he couldn't face his superiors, and his status in the guild would plummet—he would have no place to stand.

"Good! You've got guts. Since you won't compromise, I'll fulfill your wish."

With those words, Li Biao attacked fiercely again with his Wolf Fang Club.

Wang Daxiong fought back, enduring his injuries and continuing the fierce battle.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After about ten moves, Wang Daxiong was at his limit.

The power gap between them was significant; he was no match for Li Biao, who was fighting at full strength.

Li Biao gave no respite, continuing to attack with his Wolf Fang Club, seemingly intent on ending Wang Daxiong's life.

Glancing around, Wang Daxiong found no one could save him, feeling a sense of despair.

"Brother Wang!"

"Brother Wang!"

...

Just then, a group of loyal subordinates charged forward, trying to shield him from the fatal blow.

But with one strike from Li Biao, they were all flung away, severely injured, no match at all.

Seeing this, the caravan members panicked, retreating continuously and huddling together.

As for the passengers on the carriage, they were terrified, hiding inside, not daring to show their faces.

If the caravan leader couldn't win, they would surely become easy prey and dared not reveal themselves to the bandits.

"What do we do? What do we do? Help! Help!"

The fee-collecting bandit was panic-stricken, continuously shouting and hoping someone passing by would save them.

But this idea was naive.

After injuring the caravan's subordinates, Li Biao continued with his Wolf Fang Club, attacking the heavily injured Wang Daxiong.

Wang Daxiong closed his eyes, his heart filled with despair.

"Bang!"

Just as everyone thought Wang Daxiong would be struck dead, a Colorful Fairy Sword appeared out of nowhere, blocking the attack overhead.

Seeing someone able to fend off his attack, Li Biao was extremely surprised.

Looking at the person who intervened, he was even more astonished to see a young stranger.

This person had never shown up before, yet was the only one capable of blocking his attack, making him very curious about who this person was.

So he asked, "Who are you?"