1802: Crushing Defeat

Crushing Defeat

Huo Qi looked at Huo Yao standing in front of him in the fighting ring. In reality, he knew exactly why Huo Yao wanted to challenge him. 0

However, even if she wanted to get back at him for hurting Huo Yulin, was she sure she could do something about it?

Huo Qi pursed his lips. He did not have the intention of giving Huo Yao any chance to perform. Instead, he swiftly attacked her viciously.

He attacked without holding back. With each blow, his killing intent was clear.

He meant to make this a swift battle!

Huo Yulin could also sense Huo Qi's murderous aura from below the fighting ring. He clenched his fists as they hung from the sides of his body. Even though his little sister was a good fighter, men undoubtedly had a natural edge over women when it came to combat.

Before long, his fear disappeared like bubbles.

As Huo Qi approached Huo Yao, she raised her right hand. Her hand was so slender that it looked as though it could be snapped effortlessly but she blocked Huo Qi's attack easily.

It did not stop there. She moved her hand and reached out to grab Huo Qi's wrist.

It was a powerful blow, but Huo Yao's attack was even fiercer. A crisp snap could be heard.

Huo Qi's face promptly turned white.

He lowered his hand weakly. Immense pain spread through every nerve in his body from his wrist. In an instant, it felt as though time came to a standstill as the pain intensified.

But it was not over yet.

Huo Yao lowered her eyes nonchalantly as she slid her hand from Huo Qi's wrist down to his arm.

Huo Qi's father stood outside the fighting ring watching the scene unfold. He seemed to expect what she wanted to do, so he hurriedly walked over and shouted. "Stop!"

Huo Yao acted as though she didn't hear him. She simply exerted strength gently and the sound of bone cracking could be heard.

"My bad. I don't have many talents, but I do have immense strength," Huo Yao sighed as she spoke.

She let go of her hand and kicked Huo Qi's knee at the same time.

In an instant, Huo Qi knelt squarely on the ground. It happened to be in the direction of Huo Yulin.

Huo Yulin was quiet.

He just knew his little sister did not simply want to have a 'friendly spar' with Huo Qi.

Cold sweat trickled down Huo Qi's forehead as he stood in the ring. His entire arm hung from his shoulder limply. He simply knelt for a long time, almost incapable of standing up.

From the moment Huo Yao started, the entire process took no more than two minutes. It was really a very swift battle.

Huo Qi's father had shown up late and he was completely embarrassed.

Miss Huo had just shown up at the clan and he expected his son to defeat her overwhelmingly. Instead, his son was single-handedly crushed by her and unable to retaliate.

Huo Qi's father looked sideways at Huo Yao. He helped his son up and said sternly to Huo Yao, "Do you have some vendetta against my boy? Did you have to hurt him so badly?"

Huo Yao slowly straightened her sleeves and raised her head. "Isn't this just a normal friendly match?"

"He's hurt so badly. What do you mean by a normal friendly match?" Huo Qi's father was infuriated. "In that case, why don't I maim your hand as well and call it a normal friendly match then?"

Huo Yao raised her brow nodding casually. "Of course. That is if you can."

Huo Qi's father's face looked livid. He was on the disciplinary committee, so he wasted no time. "According to the disciplinary committee's rules, people who hurt others for no reason will receive 30 whips. Men, take Miss Huo to the disciplinary committee hall!"

Even if the clan leader broke any rules, he had to accept punishment.

Huo Yao had hurt his son severely, so he had to make her pay back ten times over.

"Nonsense. Both parties agreed to have a friendly match. He did not get hurt for no reason," said Huo Yulin coldly as he walked over.

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