A flicker of surprise crossed Feng Yong's eyes, followed by a mocking smirk: "Commander, this is no child's play. Have you thought this through?"

If Chi Yan loses too badly, won't they make things difficult for him?

Clearly, he hadn't considered the possibility of the other side winning at all.

The crowd was filled with disbelief and began whispering among themselves. But what shocked them even more was yet to come. Chi Yan calmly looked at Feng Yong, his tone languid:

"If I lose to you, how about I give you the command?"

"boom"

The room fell silent, then erupted in chaos in an instant.

They whispered among themselves:

"Is he out of his mind? Feng Yong's skills are among the best around here!"

"If we really lose, will he renege on his debt?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect him to have some guts, it's just a pity he was too impulsive!"

Several people in the crowd exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with joy.

They hadn't even made a move yet, but they never expected Chi Yan to dig such a huge hole for himself!

Feng Yong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he squinted excitedly: "Is what the commander said true?"

Chi Yan, looking completely calm, glanced around and said, "With so many people here, if I go back on my word, won't they be even more resentful in the future?"

Feng Yong's breathing suddenly became heavy; the temptation was immense!

Chi Yan asked casually, "But what if you lose?"

Feng Yong paused, a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Commander, please make any requests you may have!"

There's absolutely no way he could lose!

"Okay." Chi Yan had been waiting for these words. He curled his lips and said, word by word, "If you lose, you'll have to listen to me obediently from now on."

This request wasn't excessive; compared to the temptation offered by Chi Yan, it was negligible. Feng Yong hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

The two arrived at a spacious area, where the surrounding crowd was restless and seemed even more excited than the two people involved.

Both of them were unarmed. Feng Yong raised an eyebrow and suggested, seemingly out of kindness, "The commander can choose his own weapon, so I won't."

He was afraid that people would say he was bullying Chi Yan.

Chi Yan refused without hesitation, saying in a calm tone, "No need, let's begin."

Feng Yong's fighting spirit was spurred on by his nonchalant attitude, and his eyes darkened: "Commander, I apologize!"

Feng Yong launched the first attack, and the struggle was about to begin. The people below held their breath.

Hand-to-hand combat is a better test of a person's true strength. Feng Yong was tall and strong, and his strength was also astonishing. No one who had fought him had not complained bitterly.

His bare arms were bulging with veins, and his fists were about to strike Chi Yan's face with tremendous force, yet he didn't move an inch. The people below couldn't help but hold their breath for Chi Yan.

"Why isn't the commander dodging? Has he been scared out of his wits?"

"What's the use of being scared now? Why didn't you do this earlier? If you ask me, Feng Yong should have taught him a lesson!"