Jiang Yimian was somewhat surprised. She raised an eyebrow as she looked at the shattered whip on the ground.
Unexpectedly, this person was so strong that her whip broke easily with a gentle tug.
Fortunately, I still had a piece left, which was barely usable.
No wonder the people of the Great Jin Dynasty frowned when they mentioned the Tuyuhun; dealing with such incredibly strong people was indeed difficult.
However, they also have advantages.
Jiang Yimian ducked quickly to dodge the heavy punch, and without stopping, lashed out with her whip at his face.
With a loud "crack," the sound of the whip made Amu pause for a moment. He reached up and touched the marks on his face where the whip had struck, only to find his hand covered in blood.
Amu frowned, a bloodthirsty killing intent flashing in his eyes. He sneered, "You are the first woman to leave a scar on my face. I will kill you right here today."
After saying that, he rushed straight towards Jiang Yimian. He had originally only been playing around, but now he was serious.
How could Amuren be injured by a woman? It's a disgrace to them.
Amu Ren changed his previous casual punching posture, only slightly bending his knees, and threw punch after punch at Jiang Yimian. Each punch generated wind, and his feet were as stable as a rock, like a mountain rooted in the ground, unmoving.
Unfortunately, Jiang Yimian was agile and slender, dodging like a nimble rabbit. Every time, people thought she would be smashed by Amu Ren's punch, but she always managed to dodge the big fist.
After several attacks, Jiang Yimian had no wounds on her body, while Amu Ren was covered in whip marks.
Especially his face, which had changed from its original dark color to scarlet, making him look like a big red and black tabby cat.
He looked somewhat comical now that he had lost his previous ferocity.
Liu'er laughed out loud, and everyone in Baoxiangfang laughed along with her.
Amu Ren was somewhat exasperated. He roared and glared at Jiang Yimian with dissatisfaction, "If you're so capable, don't move. Attack me head-on, and I'll definitely smash your skinny arms and legs with one punch."
Before today, he was always proud of his big size.
Because of his strong physique and immense strength, even those in the tribe who were always favored by the chief could not defeat him.
He quickly rose to become the new tribal chief; otherwise, how could he have been chosen by the royal family?
But today, he was toyed with by this woman and suffered so many injuries.
It's all on his face, how is he supposed to face others when he gets back? This woman is clearly doing it on purpose.
Jiang Yimian simply said, "It seems that you Tuyuhun people are nothing special. Who said that the two sides in a fight cannot move? If you are really that powerful, you should have been able to hit me no matter how I dodged."
Fighting doesn't necessarily require brute force; you need to use your brain.
Upon hearing this, Amuren immediately roared angrily, "How dare you speak so arrogantly! I am a warrior of Tuyuhun, how could I not even be able to deal with a woman like you?"
"Today I'll teach you a lesson and show you the true extent of innate talent. I could crush you with sheer force."
After saying that, he suddenly rushed towards Jiang Yimian, his whole body pressing down like a small mountain, and threw a punch hard at the top of Jiang Yimian's head.
Jiang Yimian simply bent down and retreated, then turned and slid towards the open space next to her.
She had just steadied herself when she heard a loud "thump," and the ground where she was standing was cracked by the punch.
Amu Ren, however, seemed oblivious to the pain, letting out a shout and continuing his attack on Jiang Yimian.
Each time it was more violent than the last, with frighteningly strong force.
Liu'er was startled by the scene and wanted to help, but was stopped by several other Tuyuhun people.
She could only stand there, staring at the cracks in the ground, her jaw dropping in astonishment at Amu Ren's strength.
This person was incredibly strong. If she had taken that punch head-on, her bones would have shattered. She was somewhat relieved that Jiang Yimian had stopped her at the beginning; otherwise, she would have been seriously injured, if not killed.
No wonder the Great Jin Dynasty almost always loses at the Yan Archery Banquet. Facing a naturally muscular giant like Amuren, the Great Jin people's advantages are hard to utilize.
Thinking about it, she was worried and wanted to find a chance to poison the other party to help Jiang Yimian lighten her burden, but she couldn't find a suitable opportunity.
Looking at Jiang Yimian, she remained calm and composed. She never directly confronted Amu Ren's attacks, always dodging at crucial moments before delivering a fatal blow.
Unfortunately, this person had thick skin, and the whip could only leave a very shallow mark on his body.
Amu glanced at the few small red marks that had reappeared on his arm and burst into laughter. "Woman of the Great Jin Dynasty, are you tickling me?"
This little bit of strength can't hurt me. However, you are better than that man from the Great Jin Dynasty. You are not so cowardly. At least you dared to accept my duel. But you are just as thin and weak.
"Your Great Jin only manages to control us at the border by relying on your numbers and underhanded tactics. In terms of individual combat, you Great Jin people are nothing but ants to us."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yimian merely scoffed, then lunged at her opponent with a swift movement, the whip in her hand transforming into a dagger in mid-air.
Amu Ren didn't notice and threw a punch straight at him, his face full of mockery. "Scratching again? If you keep going like this, I'm not going to have the patience to play with you anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong and tried to get away, but it was too late.
Jiang Yimian simply flicked the arm away with her whip, and then thrust the curved dagger straight toward his neck.
Amu Ren was terrified. In his panic, he not only failed to dodge the whip, but also failed to stop the dagger that was thrusting towards his neck.
Just as the dagger was about to pierce his neck, Jiang Yimian's wrist was suddenly struck by a force, causing the curved dagger to deflect and pierce straight into Amu Ren's shoulder.
Immediately, Amu Ren shouted and tried to knock the woman in front of him away.
Jiang Yimian drew her dagger and quickly retreated, creating distance between them, leaving Amu Ren empty-handed.
He roared in anger, clutching his bleeding shoulder, staring at Jiang Yimian with a pained expression, and shouted, "Woman of the Great Jin, you've used underhanded tricks! I... I'll kill you!"
As he spoke, he was about to pounce on Jiang Yimian again, but was stopped by a clear voice, "Amu, hold back."
The newcomer was dressed in a brocade robe embroidered with gold and pine, with a blue brocade belt around his waist, from which hung a piece of warm jade of excellent quality. A silk ribbon was tied around his wrist, which fluttered in the wind with every move he made, making his noble and elegant demeanor impossible to conceal.
Especially with that smile on her lips and those incredibly alluring, bright eyes, just one glance is enough to make anyone fall for her.
Jiang Yimian looked at him and frowned slightly.
If it weren't for the overly conspicuous gemstone ring on the other person's finger, she might have thought he was from the Great Jin Dynasty, as his appearance was so different from those of the Tuyuhun people.
Although he was tall, he was not strong; instead, he appeared somewhat thin, and his bright, large eyes bore no resemblance whatsoever to the Tuyuhun people.
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