Ghost Eagle

The outcome of the battle left not only Bronk in shock but also the lackeys that Qiao Mingtian had brought along. Their mouths hung open, eyes wide with disbelief.

How could that seemingly "frail" body of Ye Fan's have knocked the giant Qiao Mingtian to the ground? The sheer amount of strength required for such a feat was unimaginable! As they thought about it, the onlookers couldn't help but swallow nervously as they glanced over Ye Fan.

"You little weakling, I didn't use my full strength just now. Let's go again!"

Qiao Mingtian's mismatched eyes flashed with anger as he snorted, standing up from the ground. Panting heavily, he once again charged at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan chuckled. He had to admit, Qiao Mingtian was incredibly strong. If it weren't for the rapid progress he had made recently, along with the help of the Dragon Elephant Power gene chain, it would have been hard to say who would come out on top today.

Seeing that Qiao Mingtian was unwilling to back down and was charging at him again, Ye Fan's competitive spirit was ignited. In his past life as the Thunder God, he was known for his dominance. Since his rebirth, he had been suppressing his nature, cautiously and diligently improving his strength.

Although he was still far from being a true master, he had made some progress. Now, with Qiao Mingtian's fighting spirit provoking him, the dominant and fierce blood in Ye Fan's veins surged to life.

"Hahaha... Bring it on!"

As Qiao Mingtian charged at him like a raging bull, Ye Fan burst out laughing. Then, under the wide-eyed and nervous gazes of the onlookers, he turned into a blur, meeting Qiao Mingtian head-on with a shoulder charge.

Boom...

With a loud, dull thud, dirt and grass flew into the air as if a landmine had exploded in the middle of the battlefield. The force of the impact was so intense that everyone instinctively closed their eyes. Outside the ring of battle, Bronk's face turned pale with fear.

The image of Ye Fan, powerful and unstoppable like a crazed bull, repeatedly crashing through his mental defenses left Bronk trembling. The jealousy he had harbored earlier had vanished without a trace, replaced by nothing but fear and regret.

"Hahaha... Let's go again!"

Ye Fan laughed heartily three times, his voice brimming with overwhelming confidence. In that moment, he seemed to have transformed into a different person. His high-spirited battle posture and unyielding will stirred the emotions of everyone watching.

Though Ye Fan's body had yet to fully mature, in the eyes of the onlookers, he now appeared larger than life. People naturally revere the strong, and respect those who display strength. While Ye Fan might not be a true powerhouse just yet, the aura of a future master radiated from him unmistakably.

"Hahaha... Good! You're pretty tough, pretty boy. It's been a long time since I've had such a satisfying fight!"

Qiao Mingtian laughed heartily, shaking off the soreness in his shoulders from the collision, and charged at Ye Fan once more.

...

As the two fought with increasing intensity, the wail of sirens suddenly pierced the air from afar. The crowd, who had been thoroughly engrossed in the battle, was momentarily stunned, their expressions quickly changing. Before they could react, several ships roared in and surrounded them in an instant.

This commotion naturally caught the attention of both Ye Fan and Qiao Mingtian. They each backed off and stood several meters apart, exchanging glances before bursting into laughter, all animosity between them gone.

As the ships landed, five men quickly disembarked. They were cloaked in wide black robes, their faces hidden behind eagle masks, exuding an air of mystery. The leader of the group was dressed slightly differently, wearing a black cloak embroidered with mandalas, trimmed with a golden border.

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed as he stared at the leader, a name with considerable weight immediately flashing in his mind. The Ghost Eagle Enforcement Squad, Gold-Robed Envoy!

The entire Tianlan Star could be considered a small, independent kingdom. It had its own laws and its own enforcement squad. This squad was known as the Ghost Eagles.

Ghost Eagles were creatures that could see through the darkness and hunt source beasts. Naming the enforcement squad after such creatures spoke volumes about their capabilities. In the Ghost Eagle Enforcement Squad, besides the regular members, there were also four higher ranks: the Purple, Green, Gold, and White Angels.

Among these, the Gold-Robed Angel was in charge of maintaining law and order on Tianlan Star. Under the Gold-Robed Angel, there was a position known as the Gold-Robed Envoy.

This position held considerable authority, second only to the Four Angels. The qualifications to hold this title were extremely high—typically only gene warriors who had completed their second blood transformation were eligible.

At this moment, as the Gold-Robed Envoy descended from the spaceship, it was clear that he was indeed a formidable warrior of such a high caliber. Although Ye Fan didn't know the specific gene chain that powered this man's body, the sheer force of blood energy emanating from him suggested that he had likely completed his third blood transformation.

"The Gold-Robed Envoy... We're in trouble now,"

Qiao Mingtian muttered under his breath, his mismatched eyes rolling upwards in a resigned expression.

A bitter smile appeared on Ye Fan's face as well. Things had spiraled out of control beyond what he had anticipated. He had originally intended to get something out of Qiao Mingtian, but his battle lust had gotten the better of him, leading to a full-on clash.

And just his luck, they were caught red-handed by the Ghost Eagle Enforcement Squad. It was well known that Tianlan Star had strict laws prohibiting private fights. If there were grievances between individuals, they could settle them in a sanctioned duel at the designated arena. In the duel arena, once an agreement was signed, even matters of life and death were exempt from liability.

However, engaging in a private fight on Tianlan Star was a serious offense. If caught by the Ghost Eagle Enforcement Squad, one could expect to be detained for a few days at the very least. In more severe cases, there could be additional consequences to pay.

"Group brawl, destruction of public property, arrest them all!"

The Gold-Robed Envoy's sharp eyes swept coldly over the group, finally resting on Ye Fan and Qiao Mingtian. His voice was stern as he issued the command.

The four Ghost Eagle enforcers responded with a chuckle, their tone laced with sarcasm as they said, "Well, folks, would you like to board the ship on your own, or do we have to help you?"

Seeing the situation, Ye Fan could only curse his bad luck internally. If he still had even one percent of the power he wielded in his past life, these small fry would have been easily dealt with with just a wave of his hand. But now, he had little strength to resist.

Resigned to his fate, Ye Fan sighed and prepared to follow the enforcers. However, just as he was about to move, Qiao Mingtian, who had been standing to the side, suddenly grinned and said with a mischievous glint in his mismatched eyes, "Gentlemen, I think there's been a misunderstanding! We weren't fighting—we were just... just engaging in a test of strength."

At this point, Qiao Mingtian's thoughts seemed to clear up. While Tianlan Academy prohibited students from engaging in private fights, it didn't specifically forbid strength tests.

Thinking he had found a loophole, Qiao Mingtian puffed out his chest and declared with conviction, "It was just a strength test! This wasn't a brawl; it was just a friendly competition between classmates, right? It's just a game!"

Ye Fan shot Qiao Mingtian a peculiar look, surprised by his attempt at sophistry. Who would have thought that behind this rough and burly exterior, the guy actually had some cunning?

However, the Ghost Eagle Enforcement Squad was notorious for being difficult to deal with. These guys, who had nothing better to do all day, were known to stir up trouble even when there was none. Having witnessed the fight with their own eyes, there was no way they were going to let everyone go without consequences—that would be against their nature.

As Ye Fan expected, the moment Qiao Mingtian finished speaking, one of the enforcers pointed to the ground where the grass looked like it had been plowed by a wild boar and coldly remarked, "Strength test, huh? Do you really believe that yourself, classmate?"

"Hehe, maybe we got a little too intense. What do you think, buddy?"

Qiao Mingtian, with his mismatched eyes half-closed, sidled up to Ye Fan, speaking to him in a familiar tone.

"Hmph, nonsense!"

The Gold-Robed Envoy snorted coldly, his icy gaze sweeping over the group before he spoke again, "Whoever tells me the truth about what happened here today, I'll make an exception and spare them from punishment."

Hearing this, Ye Fan glanced at the Gold-Robed Envoy, secretly admiring his cleverness. The rumors of these guys being tough were definitely not exaggerated. However, to Ye Fan's surprise, Qiao Mingtian showed no signs of nervousness after hearing the envoy's words.

This made Ye Fan curious. Could it be that Qiao Mingtian was so confident in his comrades that none of them would betray him? As Ye Fan pondered this, time ticked by, and several seconds passed without anyone stepping forward.

Seeing this, the Gold-Robed Envoy's expression darkened. Just as he was about to apply more pressure, a voice suddenly rang out.

"They weren't testing their strength—they were definitely fighting!"