523: Inter-academy Tournament (13)

Inter-academy Tournament (13)

"What do you think you are doing?" Shen Jiayi stared at Shen Yanxiao nervously as the latter moved closer toward them. Just moments ago, she thought the punk was beneath her. How would she know that a powerful swordsman like Tang Nazhi would take a beating? Shen Jiayi still did not understand what had happened.0

Somewhat dreadful of the young archer, Shen Jiayi was afraid to go forward without careful consideration.

Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows. She completely ignored the screaming Shen Jiayi and stepped forward toward Tang Nazhi. She lifted Tang Nazhi's chin with hee bow.

Tang Nazhi's handsome face was covered with crystal clear beads of sweat. The huge pressure that he felt all over his body made him motionless.

He was forced to raise his head. He looked at Shen Yanxiao against the light. For a moment, he felt his mind had wandered away when he noticed the naughty grin on his opponent's lips. He neglected his opponent's strange look. He noticed that his breath and figure were so similar to the girl that he was familiar with.

"Xiao…" Before Tang Nazhi could call out the name, Shen Yanxiao slapped him on his head.

"Do you admit defeat?" Shen Yanxiao gave Tang Nazhi no time to dive deeper into his suspicion and interrupted him with a question.

Tang Nazhi was stunned. Once he had the idea that the brat was similar to Shen Yanxiao, the conviction had grown. He thought that the kid's tone

and annoying characteristics were identical to that unscrupulous girl.

Was that her?

Of course, Tang Nazhi would have to admit defeat. If the young man were his friend, he would not have the courage to fight her anyway. Furthermore, the external pressure on him made it impossible for him to fight.

Either way, he had to admit defeat!

"I… admit defeat," Tang Nazhi said uncomfortably.

Shen Yanxiao grinned. She let go of Tang Nazhi and stepped toward Shen Jiayi, who was understandably furious.

"You… Don't you come over!" It had never occurred to Shen Jiayi that Tang Nazhi would lose in such a baffling way. How she wished she could slap herself for agreeing to the stakes.

Shen Yanxiao moved closer to Shen Jiayi with a scary grin. Shen Jiayi put her hands in front of her chest in a protective gesture and stepped backward.

The moment Shen Jiayi tried to turn around and run, Shen Yanxiao dashed forward and reached out with Clemance to hook on Shen Jiayi's foot. She had managed to foil the girl's escape attempt. With a pull, Shen Yanxiao pulled Shen Jiayi toward her.

Shen Yanxiao put one arm around Shen Jiayi's neck and stroked the latter's chin with her delicate finger. Shen Yanxiao squinted her eyes and browsed over Shen Jiayi's refined face with a teasing grin.

For a second there, Shen Jiayi felt her heart skip a beat from Shen Yanxiao's coquetry.

Her narrowed eyes seemed to have carried some magic to suck her in.

If she ignored his mundane look, she realized that his eyes were captivating.

"Hmm… if I can draw a turtle on this face, how exciting will that be!" Shen Yanxiao smirked. Amidst Shen Jiayi's cry of protest, Shen Yanxiao took a charcoal pencil from her interspatial ring and began to draw a turtle on Shen Jiayi's fair-complexioned face.

A shrill cry was heard on the boisterous street!

With a few more strokes, Shen Yanxiao had completed her artwork. She immediately pushed Shen Jiayi away from her, as if she was disgusted with the girl. Shen Yanxiao folded her arms in front of her chest and calmly appreciated the big, black turtle that covered Shen Jiayi's entire face.

"Nice. It suits you." Shen Yanxiao was satisfied with her work. Then, she flicked the remaining charcoal pencil directly onto Shen Jiayi's temple.

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