035. Battle Chicken in Waste!
Feng Jiuli's fist waved Huo Huo Shengfeng, and every blow hit Lin Yuhua's head firmly.
Lin Yuhua suddenly let out a miserable cry of pain.
It's not that he doesn't want to resist, but the force that oppresses him is too great, and he can't resist at all, so he can only be beaten passively.
"Do you throw in the towel? admit defeat and let this young master go. A smile tugged at the corner of Feng Jiuli's mouth, and he smashed at Lin Yuhua with a punch.
It's as if she's not hitting someone, she's doing a good game.
"No...... I didn't lose...... Have you the ability to ...... You let go of me......" Lin Yuhua spoke intermittently, his face full of unwillingness.
"Are you sure you don't throw in the towel?" Feng Jiuli whispered in his ear, and his white hand suddenly opened into a claw, directly clasping his throat, slowly exerting force, smiling like a flower, "Young Master Ben doesn't guarantee that he won't miss." ”
"No...... No...... Ahem...... I admit defeat......" The feeling of imminent death suddenly made Lin Yuhua forget his dignity, and he had to keep begging.
"Be louder and let everyone here hear."
As Feng Jiuli's hand increased its strength, Lin Yuhua's face turned red, and he couldn't even finish his words, so he could only nod his head with difficulty.
When Lin Yuhua unwillingly said the three words he admitted defeat in front of everyone, the audience was suddenly silent.
"Did she really win?" Zhai Yao was stunned and muttered to himself.
Lin Yuhua is the second order of the acquired realm!
Although it's not high, Feng Jiuli is obviously a waste!
Everyone stiffened their necks and looked at the young man who had risen leisurely, as if they had never seen it before.
She still looks like a hanger, with her arms on her chest, her red clothes are like fire, and the corners of her mouth are like a smile.
"Young Master, are you alright?" Xiao Qing let out a worried shout, breaking the silence around her.
She ...... Wasn't she born a waste? How could he beat Young Master Lin? ”
"Who knows, but she really didn't use sword energy!"
"It should be luck that she can win, haven't you seen that she has been hiding before? I'm afraid that if she wins, the future will be even more difficult, Young Master Lin is a person who holds grudges! ”
Everyone woke up like a dream, and all their eyes looked at the red-clothed young man in the middle of the training ground, and the extremely low discussion also sounded.
Looking at Feng Jiuli's eyes, complicated, waiting, questioning, sighing, watching lively, gloating, everything.
Feng Jiuli didn't seem to see it, and smiled sweetly in the direction of the Queen Mother, "Auntie, Li'er has done what she says, Lin Yuhua has been beaten by Li'er." ”
"Y-you shit-"
Hearing Feng Jiuli's words, Lin Yuhua, who had just struggled to get up from the ground, suddenly roared unwillingly.
"Young Master Ben can beat you if it's a waste, so what are you? Fighting chickens in the waste? Feng Jiuli looked at him and shook her head disdainfully.
"You talk nonsense!" Lin Yuhua glanced at Jun Mo Ran, and found that his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and he immediately panicked.
He turned his eyes and pointed at Feng Jiuli and said angrily, "It was obviously you who played a trick just now, otherwise how could you win me?" ”
"Really? Young Master Ben played a trick? Tell me, what tricks did Young Master Ben play? As Feng Jiuli spoke, she circled around Lin Yuhua, her long sleeved robe gently swept against his clothes.