Mo Lan gently squeezed the cup, and with a snap, it shattered into four pieces.
She looked at Qin Su and shrugged innocently, "Sorry, I couldn't control myself for a moment."
You little brat, daring to act spoiled in front of me.
It should be noted that the two are merely business partners, with neither party owing the other anything.
There's no reason to bear his anger.
Qin Su: "......"
What should I do if I really want to fight?
"Your anger hasn't subsided, and you're likely to hurt yourself. How about we have a fight?" Mo Lan stood up, stroking the pointer in her hand, her mockery undisguised.
Qin Su: "..."
This woman is too wild; even if you could bring her under your command, she would be difficult to control.
Who knows when we might take him down?
Therefore, in order to live a few more years, it's better for him to stay away.
Looking at Mo Lan's wicked eyes, Qin Su was suddenly amused and annoyed. Did she really think she had a good temper and could tolerate her repeated provocations?
"You want to challenge me?"
Is there a difference?
Mo Lan raised an eyebrow, looking at the fighting spirit that was also rising in his eyes, and curled the corners of her lips. "Let's give it our all, as long as it doesn't cost us any lives, for the sake of future cooperation."
As she spoke, Mo Lan leaped and landed on the open ground beside the stream.
"As you wish."
Qin Su smiled and followed closely behind. The two stood facing each other, their clothes fluttering, staring at each other with fighting spirit in their eyes, neither of them taking the other seriously!
"Use weapons?" Mo Lan flicked the pointer in her hand, and the dark, shiny pointer instantly sprang to three times its original length.
"You can use it, but I won't. As a man, I'll give you a break." Qin Su flicked his sleeve, his posture arrogant.
"Alright, I appreciate your kindness." Mo Lan said, flicking her pointer in the air, making a whip-like motion, and with a snap, it exploded in the air like a firecracker.
Mo Lan flicked her wrist, and the pointer spun in the air before striking Qin Su directly opposite her.
"Take this!"
Qin Su watched as the pointer came wrapping around his neck. Without moving his feet, he simply leaned back and dodged it, slapping the other person's shoulder instead.
In Mo Lan's hands, the pointer was like a nimble snake, changing its moves with its master's twists and turns.
In the blink of an eye, the two had been locked in combat for more than a dozen rounds.
After testing the waters, the two moved faster and faster until they could only be seen as two afterimages, one blue and one black, moving up and down.
Qin Su had always known that Mo Lan never parted with her whip, and that it was her weapon. He just hadn't expected her whip skills to be so masterful, with such unpredictable and cunning moves that she had posed a close-range threat to him several times.
If he hadn't used his speed to narrowly dodge, his clothes might have been torn to shreds.
What puzzled him most was that the whip shattered into pieces when struck against a stone, kicking up dust as it hit the ground. Yet, it could easily wrap around her arm, and the handle could detach into two sections, making it usable as a nunchaku.
It's rare to see a whip with so many variations.
Qin Su narrowed his eyes, dodged the whip that Mo Lan lashed out at him, and immediately moved closer, choosing to engage in close combat.
Mo Lan merely blinked at Qin Su's tactics, then forcefully swung her arm holding the pointer, shortening it by half in the blink of an eye, turning it into nunchucks, and immediately met Qin Su's attack.
Qin Su watched Mo Lan's pointer move in various ways, feeling both amused and genuinely surprised.
This woman made the most of a whip.
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