Chapter 830 Prestige (Third Shift)
Yang Ying turned her head to look at Yueru, and looked her up and down.
Yue Ru was a little awkward, and said with a smile: "Miss Yang, what's wrong with me?"
"It's nothing." Yang Ying shook her head: "Just to see what kind of girl Zhao Dahe likes, you are really beautiful, no wonder he likes it, okay, I'm leaving."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left.
Yueru hurriedly said: "Wait a minute."
Yang Ying turned to look at her.
"Miss Yang, did you come here under the orders of the elders of the White Tiger Sect?" Yue Ru asked with a smile.
Yang Ying curled her lips and said: "I ran out secretly, they don't know, they let me practice martial arts all day long, and don't let me go down the mountain. I really can't help it this time, and I must deal with him myself!"
"The girl is going to kill him?"
"Kill him, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill him." Yang Ying said, "Just defeat him."
She had never met those elders at all, let alone had feelings for them, and she had never killed anyone, she just wanted to defeat Zhao Dahe.
Yueru nodded lightly: "That's good, girl be careful."
"Okay, let's go." Yang Ying waved her jade hand, turned and left the room.
Lu Xiaofeng snorted and said, "Why are you worrying about Zhao Dahe!"
Yue Ru shook her head and smiled, "I'm just curious, why did she dare to challenge me?"
"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers." Lu Xiaofeng snorted and said, "It's ridiculous to want to challenge Zhao Dahe just because of her!"
"What's so ridiculous!" Yang Ying's words sounded suddenly, and she stood in the room again, glaring at Lu Xiaofeng unkindly: "You bastard speak ill of people behind your back, it's really nothing, watch your punches!"
After she finished speaking, she punched out.
Bai Shengsheng's delicate and cute little fist hit Lu Xiaofeng's palm, and Lu Xiaofeng flew straight upside down, knocked down the landscape painting screen with a "crash", and pressed his body on the screen, causing the screen to be torn apart.
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened in surprise.
"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Ying curled her lips and said: "You are like this, what face do you have to say about me!"
Lu Xiaofeng was ashamed and annoyed, especially in front of Yueru, he immediately ignored the difference between men and women, and snorted angrily, "Sneak attack is nothing, take my slap!"
He turned over and jumped up, his right palm was as red as blood, and with a fierce push, the scorching palm hit Yang Ying like boiling water.
Yang Yingbai's show punch came over again.
"Bang!" Lu Xiaofeng flew upside down again.
Yang Ying snorted: "The kung fu of a three-legged cat, what are you talking about!"
Lu Xiaofeng spat out another mouthful of blood "Wow", and stared at Yang Ying in surprise.
Seeing Yang Ying's delicate appearance, simple personality, and young age, he subconsciously despised Yang Ying. The first punch was so overwhelming that he had no power to resist.
The second fight was to go all out, and the internal strength was brought to the extreme.
In the end, he was still defeated, and judging by Yang Ying's appearance, he didn't try his best at all.
After being defeated by Chu Li, not only was he not discouraged, but he was full of fighting spirit.
But at this time, he was defeated by Yang Ying, but he was a little discouraged. He thought he was a genius in vain, and he couldn't even beat a woman younger than him!
Yang Ying waved her hand and said, "From now on, don't speak ill of others behind their backs!"
After that, she turned to leave.
Lu Xiaofeng shouted angrily, "Come again!"
Yang Ying turned her head and squinted at him: "Are you still here? You are so shameless, you have lost twice!"
"Last time!" Lu Xiaofeng snorted.
"Alright!" Yang Ying said, "Hurry up, I have to go find Zhao Dahe!"
Lu Xiaofeng let out a breath slowly, and the breath was extremely long, as if all the internal organs were exhaled in one breath.
A round of scorching sun suddenly appeared three feet above his head, vaguely like a shadow, like the scorching sun reflected in the lake water, the radiance was still dazzling, and he dared not look directly at it.
The scorching sun plummeted into Baihui and fell straight to the dantian.
Yang Ying watched him quietly until he finished performing, and watched him push out a palm.
Wherever the palm force goes, it seems that the light and shadow are distorted, and the heat of the palm force can be seen.
Yang Ying pursed her red lips, and Bai Shengsheng's small fist hit Lu Xiaofeng's palm again.
"Bang!" Lu Xiaofeng flew upside down like a ball and hit the wall, causing the wall to fall into dust, and then "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Ying blew her fist, and the scorching breath was lingering, but it was quickly extinguished by her internal force: "It's a bit of a skill!"
She took a look at Lu Xiaofeng and snorted, "Let's practice for a few more years!"
After that, she didn't say any more, and left with big strides.
"Wow!" Lu Xiaofeng spat out another mouthful of blood.
Yue Ru looked at him sympathetically, and couldn't bear to say: "Young Master Lu, is it alright?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "Today is considered to be planted!"
"It should be the secret disciple of the White Tiger Sect." Yue Ru said, "It's a carefully cultivated master, it's okay if you can't beat it."
"Alas..." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head dejectedly.
Yue Ru said: "Can she beat Zhao Dahe?"
"Not necessarily impossible." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly laughed: "Zhao Dahe must also think that she is young, delicate and weak, nothing special, she must fall into a big somersault, haha!"
Thinking of this, he suddenly regained his balance and stopped blaming himself. After all, his skills were indeed inferior to others, and the opponent belonged to the White Tiger Sect, so the loss was not wronged.
Yue Ru saw that he was cheered up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao will not be careless."
She shook her head secretly. Everyone, including Lu Xiaofeng, was bullied by Zhao Dahe's appearance, and felt that he was arrogant. Although he had the strength to match, he still felt that his mind was dull.
Only I and my master know that Zhao Dahe is a fool on the outside and a smart person on the inside, and he has kept it from the world.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Let's just wait and see!"
He felt a little uncomfortable, Miss Yueru still looked towards Zhao Dahe in her heart, even if she fell in love with herself, the one who respected her more in the bottom of her heart was not herself, but Zhao Dahe!
Thinking of this, he was faintly disappointed, and also a little bit angry, hating himself for not living up to expectations.
Yue Ru said: "It is estimated that Mr. Zhao will defeat her, but she is a woman, so Mr. Zhao will not be cruel."
"Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Lu Xiaofeng smiled half a smile.
Yueru nodded slightly.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'll go back to heal my injuries first, and I'll know the news tomorrow."
Yueru said with concern: "Heal your wounds well, don't let the root cause of the disease fall, the martial arts of the White Tiger Sect should not be underestimated."
"Yeah." Lu Xiaofeng's heart was warm, and Yueru still cared about herself.
While they were talking, Yang Ying had already found the house where Chu Li was staying, and slammed on the door, and an old man with white beard and eyebrows came out tremblingly.
"Let Zhao Dahe get out!" Yang Yingjiao shouted.
The old man shook his head and pointed to his ears, indicating that his ears were behind.
Yang Ying snorted: "Zhao Dahe is a turtle with a shy head, he has the courage to come out and accept the challenge."
The old man sighed, and suddenly shook his sleeves.
Yang Ying only felt a huge force rushing towards her, she couldn't stand still and flew out.
Her eyes widened in surprise, she couldn't believe it.
The old man has white beard and eyebrows, his eyes are dim, he looks like an old man, and he walks slowly, he is about to die, but such an old man who can be blown down by a gust of wind, is surprisingly powerful!