"Oh?"
Mu Jianni was not intimidated. Instead, a cold smile spread across her face. "You're just a Ninth-Order Martial Artist. You dare challenge ?"
Before she even finished speaking, an aura far more powerful than Ma Long's erupted from her.
"No way... You look younger than , but you're actually stronger?" Ma Long felt a surge of fear.
'All I wanted was to show off for Jiang Xinghai.'
He imdiately shot Jiang Xinghai an awkward glance, ready to ask for help.
But Jiang Xinghai acted as if he hadn't seen a thing. He simply lit a cigarette in silence and began admiring the vibrant flowers blooming nearby.
GULP...
Ma Long couldn't help but gulp. It seed this fight was unavoidable.
"Jianni, stop."
Just then, Mu Huang called out softly, "You silly girl, you're already a Fifth-Grade Great Martial Artist. How can you pick a fight with Elder Xue's distinguished guest? What if you hurt him?"
The unspoken aning was that she was very pleased with her granddaughter's strength—undoubtedly proud.
"Grandma, we're just having a friendly spar. It's not like he's said anything."
A deep hostility glittered in Mu Jianni's eyes as her gaze shifted from Ma Long. "You aren't worthy of fighting . Let Mr. Jiang step up instead."
"Don't look down on people, little girl." Ma Long forced himself to take a step forward, feigning composure.
However, the pressure emanating from Mu Jianni made it difficult for him to even move. "Brother Hai, you know I don't like hitting won. Why don't you take this one?"
He imdiately shot back to Jiang Xinghai's side, a bitter expression on his face.
"If that's the case, I suppose I'll have to be cruel to the pretty flower."
Jiang Xinghai reached out, plucked a pink-and-white peony, and sniffed it gently.
In his book, dical Martial Arts made no distinction between n and won. Sotis, the deadliest heart belongs to a woman, and they require even more... discipline.
"Mr. Jiang, perhaps we should just forget it. If my granddaughter were to injure you, I wouldn't know how to answer for it." Mu Huang said, looking troubled, then glanced at Xue Zhong.
Xue Zhong said faintly, "Patriarch Mu, you should be more worried about your precious granddaughter. You should be praying that the star of your Mu Family's generation doesn't fall today."
"Urk..." Mu Huang was speechless.
Mu Jianni's face flushed with scornful anger. "I'll fall? By his hand? Is he even worthy?"
"There's no point in talking. If you want to fight, then let's fight."
Jiang Xinghai turned around nonchalantly, peony in hand, and walked toward Mu Jianni.
"Then don't bla for what happens next."
A triumphant smile touched Mu Jianni's lips. A battle with Jiang Xinghai was exactly what she wanted, so she could teach him a harsh lesson.
SWOOSH!
In the blink of an eye, Mu Jianni shot forward from where she stood.
She held no weapon, rely extending a slender, jade-like arm, preparing to slap Jiang Xinghai across the face.
As the saying goes, one does not slap the face when fighting.
But her goal was to humiliate Jiang Xinghai!
'If you're going to bla soone, bla yourself for acting so high and mighty in my Mu Family's ho, stealing the spotlight!' Mu Jianni thought furiously as her palm flew forward.
Her palm was just about to land on Jiang Xinghai's cheek.
"Brother Hai, look out!"
"Mr. Jiang!"
Not understanding what was happening, Ma Long and Xue Zhong cried out in alarm.
Jiang Xinghai remained unmoved, simply raising the peony stem.
"Hmph!" Mu Jianni saw this and let out a cold laugh.
But in the next second, the peony, imbued with a sliver of True Qi, suddenly slapped her across the face.
"Ah!"
Mu Jianni shrieked as her leaping figure staggered and fell backward.
"So clumsy?"
Just as Mu Jianni, her face pale with shock, thought she was about to go flying, an arm suddenly caught her by her slender waist.
"You..." Mu Jianni was now in an extrely awkward position.
Her back was tilted at a re thirty-degree angle to the ground. If Jiang Xinghai hadn't caught her waist in ti, she would have landed flat on her back.
"So what if you're a Fifth-Grade Great Martial Artist?"
Jiang Xinghai leaned down, gazing at the crimson face just inches from his own.
His left arm was around Mu Jianni, while his right hand had gripped her smooth, slender calf in a reverse hold.
Then, he abruptly lifted it. "Do you yield?"
"I... You!"
Mu Jianni never imagined that before she could even make a move, she would be taken down by a single flower.
Moreover, her current position was so humiliating she wished the ground would swallow her whole. "You're shaless! Let go!"
"You, the great prodigy of the Mu Family, don't know what's good for you? I saved you at a critical mont. Otherwise, if you fell on the ground in that form-fitting dress, wouldn't everyone get an eyeful?" Jiang Xinghai analyzed matter-of-factly. "It's one thing not to thank , but to call shaless? Forget it. You're better off on the ground."
"Don't!"
Mu Jianni suddenly threw her arms around Jiang Xinghai's neck.
She instantly realized that, just as Jiang Xinghai had said, if she were to fall flat on her back in her current outfit, the result would be... indescribable.
It had to be admitted that Mu Jianni had an excellent figure. Her long, shapely legs were exposed to the air, and in her current state with one foot pointing toward the sky, she was undeniably alluring to any man.
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