273: How Can You Defeat Me?

How Can You Defeat Me?

Qiuling was only a Level 1 Spiritual Master who specialized in skills related to daily tasks. Feng Liu's whip was aimed at her fair cheek!0

It left a long, bloody mark on Qiuling's smooth face right away!

"Ahhh —"

The beautiful lady cried out in fear and cringed!

Granny Zhao pulled the lady into her arms and consoled her. "There, there, don't be scared…"

"Xiao Wu? Where's Xiao Wu? Sob —"

Feng Wu was the lady's ultimate emotional anchor and the person she could always turn to. Whenever something happened, Feng Wu was the first person that came to the lady's mind.

Feng Wu saw Feng Liu lash Qiuling with her whip again as soon as she entered the tent. Feng Liu was bellowing, "How dare you disrespect me?! I'll sell you to a whorehouse and you'll wish you were dead! Try to talk back to your customers there!"

The whip was about to land on Qiuling's face again.

Rage filled Feng Wu's eyes.

No one saw how she did it, but the next second, she grabbed the silver tip of the whip!

The whip consisted of nine sections, all of which were barbed. The spikes grew denser from the handle to the tip.

Hearing the noise, Feng Xun was going to run to Feng Wu's aid.

Jun Linyuan smirked. "Get back here!"

Turning around, Feng Xun said anxiously, "Boss Jun, they're picking on Feng Wu over there! She asked me to protect her family for her. I have to go to her!"

The look in Jun Linyuan's eyes was ineffable under the dim moonlight and his voice was cold. "Come with me!"

Feng Wu had to ask for help if she needed it, and Jun Linyuan would be waiting!

He would break her pride and make her see the world as it really was.

Feng Xun was exasperated. "But —"

At that moment —

There came a loud bang!

A figure flew out of Feng Wu's tent and smashed into an old tree nearby, so hard that it snapped the tree in half!

Feng Liu stared at Feng Wu in disbelief, so shocked that she forgot to fight back. She spat out a mouthful of blood…

"Why… why… can you defeat me? You're a cripple! Cough —" Blood kept trickling down from the corner of Feng Liu's mouth.

Feng Wu hadn't used any spiritual essence when she struck out, so Feng Liu still assumed she was a cripple.

But how could this girl defeat a Level 6 Spiritual Master with physical strength alone?!

Feng Wu held the silver whip in her hand. The densely packed barbs shone coldly under the moonlight!

"Smack!"

No one expected Feng Wu to whip Feng Liu, but she just did!

The sound reverberated in the silent night.

One would normally avoid hitting their opponent in the face when fighting, but the face was exactly where Feng Wu aimed!

Blood splashed out from Feng Liu's fair cheek after one whip!

"Ahhh!!!"

Hurt, scared, and furious, Feng Liu cried out!

"Feng Wu!" Feng Yiran could no longer stand by and watch. He reached for Feng Wu at lightning speed!

However, as soon as he touched Feng Wu's wrist —

"Ahh —" Feng Yiran went completely stiff as an excruciating pain ran from his fingertips all the way to his head!

Feng Yiran was rendered immobile instantly!

"Feng Wu! You —" Staring at Feng Wu in disbelief, Feng Yiran realized that he had lost control over half of his body!

Feng Yiran was no novice. As the heir-to-be of the Feng clan, he had reached the Spiritual Grandmaster stage after consuming a considerable amount of his clan's resources!

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