"You! Don't come closer!"
On the battle platform, Yue Lun saw Jian Ran pressing forward step by step, and immediately shouted at her.
He had just used all his strength to make one final attack against Jian Ran, concentrating all his power into that last strike.
At this moment, although not entirely powerless, he knew he was no match for the woman in front of him.
Seeing Yue Lun retreating, the sneer of cold disdain on Jian Ran's face grew more pronounced, and at this moment, Yue Lun shouted again, "I concede!"
Hearing Yue Lun's shout, Jian Ran spoke coldly again, "Slap yourself first!"
As she said this, Jian Ran moved her left hand, and in an instant, a shadowy handprint appeared in front of Yue Lun's face, then slapped down hard on his right cheek.
At the same time, Jian Ran shouted coldly, "Get lost!"
