Yang Ying turned to look at Yue Ru and sized her up.
Yue Ru felt a little awkward and smiled. "Miss Yang, did I do something wrong?"
"Nothing." Yang Ying shook her head. "I just wanted to see what kind of girl Zhao Dahe likes. You're really beautiful. No wonder he likes you. Alright, I'm leaving."
She turned to leave after she finished speaking.
Yue Ru quickly said, "Wait."
Yang Ying turned to look at her.
"Miss Yang, did you come here on the orders of the White Tiger Sect's elders?" Yue Ru asked with a smile.
Yang Ying curled her lips and said, "I snuck out, they don't know. They make me practice martial arts all day and don't let me go down the mountain. This time, I really can't help it. I must teach them a lesson myself!"
"Miss, are you going to kill him?"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him," Yang Ying said. "I just need to defeat him."
She had never met the elders before and had no feelings for them. Moreover, she had never killed anyone before. She just wanted to defeat Zhao Dahe.
Yue Ru nodded. "That's good. Be careful, Miss."
"Alright, I'm leaving." Yang Ying waved her hand and left the house.
Lu Xiaofeng scoffed. "Why are you worried about Zhao Dahe?"
Yue Ru shook her head and smiled. "I'm just curious as to why she dared to challenge him."
"A newborn calf isn't afraid of a tiger." Lu Xiaofeng scoffed. "She wants to challenge Zhao Dahe? What a joke!"
"What's so funny about it?" Yang Ying's voice suddenly rang out. She stood in the house and glared at Lu Xiaofeng. "You're talking bad about people behind their backs. You're really despicable. Take this!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she threw a punch.
The fair, delicate, and adorable little fist smashed into Lu Xiaofeng's palm. Lu Xiaofeng was sent flying and crashed into the landscape painting screen. His body was pressed against the screen, causing it to shatter into pieces.
Lu Xiaofeng widened his eyes in shock.
"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Ying pouted. "How dare you criticize me when you're like this!"
Lu Xiaofeng was embarrassed and annoyed, especially when he was in front of Yue Ru. He could not care less about the difference between a man and a woman. He scoffed angrily. "What's so great about a sneak attack? Take this!"
He flipped over and leaped into the air. His right palm was as red as blood, and he pushed it out fiercely. His scorching palm energy was like boiling water as it crashed into Yang Ying.
Yang Ying's fair fist came smashing over again.
"Bang!" Lu Xiaofeng was sent flying again.
Yang Ying scoffed, "You're just a mediocre Kung Fu, what are you talking about!"
Lu Xiaofeng spat out another mouthful of blood and stared at Yang Ying in shock.
When he saw Yang Ying's delicate appearance and her innocent personality, in addition to her young age, he subconsciously looked down on her. He knew that she was a strong opponent who was born with divine strength and had extremely pure inner energy.
In the second exchange, he went all out and circulated his inner energy to the extreme.
In the end, she still lost. Moreover, looking at Yang Ying's appearance, she did not even use her full strength.
Although he was defeated by Chu Li, not only was he not discouraged, but he was also full of fighting spirit.
However, now that he had been defeated by Yang Ying, he was somewhat disheartened. He was a genius in vain, yet he could not even defeat a woman who was younger than him!
Yang Ying waved her hand and said, "You're not allowed to badmouth others behind their backs in the future!"
With that, she turned around to leave.
Lu Xiaofeng shouted angrily, "Again!"
Yang Ying turned her head and glared at him, "Again? You're really shameless, you've lost twice! "
"This is the last time!" Lu Xiaofeng scoffed.
"Alright!" Yang Ying said, "Hurry up, I still have to look for Zhao Dahe!"
Lu Xiaofeng slowly exhaled. This exhalation was extremely long, as if all his internal organs were being exhaled in one breath.
A scorching sun suddenly appeared three feet above his head, faintly like a shadow, like the reflection of the scorching sun in the lake. It was still so dazzling that one did not dare to look at it directly.
The scorching sun suddenly descended, then entered his Baihui, straight to his Dantian.
Yang Ying quietly looked at him until he was done, then she watched helplessly as he pushed out his palm.
Wherever the palm energy went, it was as if light and shadow were distorted, the heat of the palm energy could be seen clearly.
Yang Ying curled her red lips, and her small white fist struck again, hitting Lu Xiaofeng's palm.
"Bang!" Lu Xiaofeng flew out like a rubber ball, crashing into the wall, shaking the wall so much that dust fell. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Ying blew on her fist, causing a scorching aura to surround it, but it was quickly extinguished by her inner energy. "You're quite capable!"
She looked at Lu Xiaofeng and scoffed. "Practice for a few more years!"
After that, she did not say anything else and strode away.
"Ugh!" Lu Xiaofeng spat out another mouthful of blood.
Yue Ru looked at him sympathetically and could not help but ask, "Young Master Lu, are you alright?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I've lost today!"
"She should be an esoteric disciple of the White Tiger Sect," Yue Ru said. "She's a well-trained master, so it's not a big deal even if she can't defeat her."
"Sigh …" Lu Xiaofeng shook his head dejectedly.
Yue Ru asked, "Can she defeat Zhao Dahe?"
"It's not necessarily impossible." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly laughed. "Zhao Dahe must think that she's young and weak, so there's nothing special about her. She'll definitely lose, haha!"
When he thought of this, he suddenly felt better and no longer blamed himself. After all, he was indeed not as skilled as her and his opponent was from the White Tiger Sect, so it was not a shame that he lost.
Yue Ru sighed in relief when she saw that he had regained his spirits. She smiled and said, "Young Master Zhao won't be careless."
She secretly shook her head. Everyone, including Lu Xiaofeng, was bullied by Zhao Dahe's appearance and thought that he was arrogant and conceited. Although he had the strength to back it up, they still thought that he was stupid.
Only Yue Ru and her master knew that Zhao Dahe was a sly person who hid it from the world.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled. "Let's wait and see!"
He felt slightly uncomfortable. Miss Yue Ru still favored Zhao Dahe. Even if she liked him, deep down, she respected Zhao Dahe more than him!
When he thought of this, he felt a little disappointed and a little angry. He hated himself for not living up to his expectations.
Yue Ru said, "Young Master Zhao will probably defeat her. However, she's a woman, so Young Master Zhao won't be ruthless."
"I have tender feelings for the fairer sex." Lu Xiaofeng smiled faintly.
Yue Ru nodded lightly.
Lu Xiaofeng said, "I'll go back and heal my injuries first. I'll know the news tomorrow."
Yue Ru said with concern, "Heal your injuries well. Don't let it go untreated. The martial arts of the White Tiger Sect shouldn't be underestimated."
"Okay." Lu Xiaofeng felt a warmth in his heart. Yue Ru still cared about him.
While they were talking, Yang Ying had already found Chu Li's residence. She knocked on the door forcefully and an old man with a white beard and eyebrows trembled as he walked out.
"Get Zhao Dahe out here!" Yang Ying shouted.
The old man shook his head and pointed at his ears, indicating that he was deaf.
Yang Ying scoffed. "Zhao Dahe is a coward. If he has the guts, he should come out and accept the challenge."
The old man sighed and suddenly shook his sleeves.
Yang Ying could only feel a strange force surging towards her, causing her to lose her balance and fly out.
She widened her eyes in shock and disbelief.
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