Chapter 931: I won!

Upon hearing this, Wang Tianming chuckled and said, "I don't care about your strength, I'm going to make my move!" After dodging Wang Weiwei's attack once again, Wang Tianming twisted his waist and quickly flashed behind Wang Weiwei. Showing no mercy and disregarding the fact that she was young, he used all his strength to kick Wang Weiwei away!

Wang Weiwei glided along the ground for five or six meters before coming to a stop.

Those around gasped in shock!

Honestly, they felt ashamed for having underestimated Vera Wang. If they had been treated like that, they really wouldn't have been able to come!

"Pfft! Cough cough cough!! Cough cough!!! Holy crap! That's some strength! Cough cough cough, I'm vomiting bile! My back is about to break!" Wang Weiwei rolled over and started vomiting wildly on the ground, shouting angrily as she vomited bile.

Wang Tianming frowned: "That shouldn't be. With my strength, what you're vomiting wouldn't be sour water, it would be blood! Your lumbar spine could even break! You're really something! No wonder you dared to fight me! You're quite self-aware! Get up! Let's fight again!"

Everyone: "......!!!" (Spitting blood!) A fractured lumbar spine? Is that such a rare term? How can the general use it so casually?

Wang Weiwei: "...Let me throw up a couple more times, then I'll feel better! I'll be done soon!"

The old leader looked at Gu Yin, who remained calm and composed, and asked curiously, "Aren't you worried about her?"

Gu Yin shook her head: "She knows what she's doing. If she can't do it, she'll give up. Besides, she's right, strength isn't her forte."

The old leader was curious upon hearing this. What other strengths did this young girl have?

After I, Wang Weiwei, stopped feeling nauseous, I stood up, supporting my lower back.

"General, let's switch to weapons! This fistfighting is so boring, it's only fun when every strike feels real! How about a quick victory?!"

Those around gasped again! Damn, that's ruthless!

Zhang Simin glanced at Gu Yin, then at Wang Weiwei, and whispered, "Sister, how about I go help that sister?"

Gu Yin smiled upon hearing this, raising her eyebrows: "How can I help?"

Zhang Simin frowned: "If I go in and let the general punch me, I'll get hurt and I'll definitely be angry! Then the general will be in trouble!"

The childish remark made both Gu Yin and the old commander laugh.

The old commander shook his head: "Your idea may not work! A general can only become a general if he is a righteous person with great fortune. You are still young, so it may not be of any use to him."

Zhang Simin looked at Jin Wanli for confirmation.

Jin Wanli nodded: "That's right. So even if you're chosen to stay, you have to work hard to become stronger. What if the enemy is also a general?"

Gu Yin had been thinking about this issue before.

"Could she cultivate to overcome her bad luck?"

Jin Wanli nodded: "Her fate is unique. Her bad luck will increase as she gets older. Let the people at the Taoist temple guide her in her cultivation. Only by making her emotionally stable and mentally strong can she avoid being devoured."

Gu Yin expressed her understanding, saying that Zhang Xuanyue, the Taoist priest at the base, would be quite suitable to mentor her.

"Are you tired of living? Did you come here specifically to die? Did something happen to you? Heartbroken? Girl, let me tell you! I won't agree to your outrageous request! If you admit defeat and stop fighting, then get out of here!"

Wang Tianming's words drew everyone's attention back to him.

Wang Tianming was just as interested in Wang Weiwei, and now he is just as disappointed!

Wang Weiwei's eyes widened: "What are you talking about! What nonsense about heartbreak and suicide! Do you think I'm that kind of person?! The main thing is I want to use a wooden stick! I'm better with a stick! Are you coming or not? If you're not coming, I'll consider it a loss!"

Wang Tianming: "...I've noticed you're a bit reckless. If you get hurt later, don't go complaining to Comrade Zhou about me!"

"Why are you talking about all that! Are we going to fight or not!"

"Hit them! Bring me two wooden sticks!"

Soon, soldiers came over with the two wooden sticks they often used for training.

Wang Tianming tossed a wooden stick to Wang Weiwei: "You'd better admit defeat now, otherwise even if I beat you until you cry, I won't hold back! I don't have a habit of not hitting my daughter! I only hit my opponents and enemies!"

Wang Weiwei picked up the stick, weighed it in her hand, and looked at Wang Tianming with a smile, saying, "General, my stick is blind! You'd better be careful!"

After saying that, she quickly and diagonally stuck the stick into the ground, and Wang Weiwei leaped up, sending herself flying towards Wang Tianming!

The moment the person landed, the stick was swung at them!

That speed was incredibly fast!

"Well done!" Wang Tianming shouted, and quickly took two steps back.

Just as he was about to raise the stick to defend himself, Wang Weiwei suddenly exclaimed, "One hand!"

Wang Tianming snapped out of his daze and quickly did a backflip to dodge Wang Weiwei's stick.

Then he quickly got up and, as Wang Weiwei chopped down again, swept his sword straight for her knee!

Wang Weiwei had to reduce her force and change her chop to a block!

The two men continued their back-and-forth exchange, their sticks flashing like a forest, the dull thuds of their impact sending chills down one's spine!

"If this hit someone, it would hurt so much!"

"Wang Weiwei is amazing! She actually managed to fight the general several times! That's incredible!"

"Who can argue with that!"

Wang Weiwei was young and lacked practical experience. After a few tries, her hands started to go numb. If this continued, she wouldn't even be able to hold the stick properly!

"You're exhausted, aren't you! You can't hold on any longer, can you! It's time to end this!" Seeing that Wang Weiwei's hand was trembling, Wang Tianming simply and decisively tapped her wrist, and the stick fell to the ground.

Wang Weiwei frowned as she looked at the bruise that immediately appeared on her wrist, rubbed it, bent down, picked up the stick, bent her knee, and struck it hard.

"Ah!" With a shout, the stick broke in two.

Wang Weiwei tried it out and nodded, "It'll do for now! I'll try again!"

This time, Wang Weiwei engaged in close-quarters combat! Using her inch-force technique, she stuck to Wang Tianming, tapped and struck him, making full use of the advantages of the short stick!

Wang Tianming's long staff was directly restricted, preventing him from using it effectively.

"Nangun?"

Wang Weiwei did not respond, which was precisely the point of her surprise attack!

After her opponent reacted to her staff technique, she immediately crossed her staffs to block and launched a rapid series of attacks! The wind from the staffs never stopped whistling past Wang Tianming's ears! The ruthless force seemed intent on smashing his head apart!

The speed was incredible! Even afterimages appeared!

Wang Tianming maintained a one-handed defense, waiting for an opportunity to attack!

Wang Weiwei wouldn't give her that chance. Amidst the dazzling array of stick techniques, she struck directly down with the stick, pressing it against Wang Tianming's temple!

"I have won, General!"

Wang Tianming reached out and removed the stick from his temple, nodding with a smile: "You won, little girl, you're very good!"