Chapter 395 Thank God it's daytime now~
The word "gratitude" does not exist in Feng Yuhuai's dictionary. In her heart, gratitude is just a cooking seasoning.
In Feng Yuhuai's cognition, the essence of "favor" is just an exchange of interests tainted by blood impurities and wrapped in falsehood.
Just like the expectations Feng Ju constantly placed on her, and her constant demands on Feng Ju.
Therefore, the words from Tian Xiaohai's mouth simply made her sick. The key point was that she could tell that Tian Xiaohai was serious, which made her even more disgusted.
Feng Yuhuai sneered in his heart, but he did not bother to refute. Instead, he responded with an elegant and indifferent attitude.
She gently raised her slender white right hand, and her index finger moved gracefully like a baton in the hand of a conductor.
The red thread on her fingertips seemed to be given life. It instantly came alive and began to spin around her in a strange and beautiful rhythm.
It looks like some kind of strange martial arts, with meticulous transmission and control of force.
Tian Xiaohai did not think much about it. The martial arts in this world are as vast as the ocean, and using needles and thread as special weapons is not uncommon. He just glanced at it twice more and felt that the red thread was particularly bright red.
Feng Yuhuai's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a disdainful arc:
"Senior, you're joking. Standing on this stage, who wouldn't want to keep winning?"
The burly referee stood between the two of them. His sharp eyes rested on Tian Xiaohai for a short while, and then he said in a deep voice:
"Be careful, she has shown her weapon. You can apply to use it if you need it."
Tian Xiaohai shook his head. He raised his hand and grabbed the collar of the school uniform. He pulled it hard, and the fabric made a slight tearing sound. He threw the school uniform aside.
In an instant, his bronze upper body was exposed to the air without reservation, like a sculpture that had been baptized by time but was extremely solid.
The muscles on it are twisted and intertwined, and the hard texture feels like cast iron, as if every muscle contains endless power.
And that skin was as rough as well-worn leather, with every inch of texture clearly visible, and covered with scars left over from training. Those scars, some long, some short, and some deep, silently told of his past of hard training day after day.
"No need. I practice diligently every day, and my body, which I hone without slacking off for a single day, is my most trusted weapon." Tian Xiaohai's voice was low and powerful.
After saying this, he opened his mouth wide, like a hungry beast eagerly swallowing the air, and took a deep breath. The powerful suction seemed to be able to instantly suck the surrounding air into his body.
As he swallowed this breath, the blood in his body began to surge, and there seemed to be countless tumors surging secretly under his skin and flesh, as if there was an invisible force surging in his body.
He strode forward with his palms spread out, revealing his muscles and bones. It was obvious that he had practiced palm skills to the core, and even the lines on his palms looked like they were cut by a knife.
He raised his hands, breath entered his throat and lower abdomen, and blood in his chest and abdomen rushed into his arms. His ten fingers suddenly expanded visibly.
It first turned into a bright scarlet color, and then quickly turned into a deep and heavy dark purple.
The next moment, Tian Xiaohai stepped forward, his left hand like a millstone covering Feng Yuhuai's head, and his right hand shook and grabbed, like five steel bars grabbing Feng Yuhuai's delicate waist.
“That’s the end!”
Below the stage, Feng Mu calmly withdrew his gaze and spoke softly.
He could see that although Tian Xiaohai's body was honed to be quite tough, in front of the strange red line, he was just flesh and blood after all and could not resist.
Even though he was in public, his stupid Imoto had to be cautious and could not give full play to his abilities.
What's more, Feng Mu had personally experienced the power of those red lines. When he saw them again now, their power was even greater than before, and the murderous intent was even stronger, as if countless resentful souls were wailing in them.
Feng Mu narrowed his eyes and sighed inwardly: "It seems that Yimoto has been eating a lot during this period of time."
And eating one person might be equivalent to Tian Xiaohai's three to five years of hard work, but how much more than one person did his sister eat? Tian Xiaohai is already excellent and hardworking, but he is definitely not as good as the one who has opened the "cannibal plug-in". If he wants to compete on the same stage, he must receive more accurate guidance from famous teachers in the future.
Feng Mu was thinking in his heart under the stage, while Feng Yuhuai on the stage was hit by an evil wind.
This time, Feng Yuhuai did not dodge, but lowered his head and frowned, with a sinister smile on his lips.
She misstepped, her body moved, her hair fluttering, and her delicate body slammed softly into Tian Xiaohai's arms.
Tian Xiaohai swung his palm in the air, and the wind from his palm whistled like a knife, breaking Feng Yuhuai's black hair into pieces, and the hair scattered in the air like inky raindrops.
However, at this moment, a red thread passed through his broken black hair like a poisonous snake and quietly wrapped around his wrist.
The red line suddenly tightened, making a slight "hissing" sound, as if some living creature was greedily devouring flesh and blood.
The veins on Tian Xiaohai's arms were bulging, and his blood vessels were instantly severed by the cutting of the red line. Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing his fluttering hair a seductive red.
His face suddenly changed, and he felt a sharp pain in his right wrist as if a bone was broken, and his face was distorted and horrible.
However, the touch from his fingertips made his heart sink - it was not the softness of flesh and blood, but a strange density, as if he had pierced into a tangled ball of cotton thread.
Tian Xiaohai's pupils suddenly contracted. He was shocked and wanted to look down to see the situation clearly.
Before he could react, Feng Yuhuai's body was close to him like a ghost. Her warm body instantly filled his arms and blocked his vision.
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Feng Yuhuai's sinister face suddenly enlarged in front of Tian Xiaohai's eyes, and a chilling mocking voice reached his ears:
"Be thankful it's daytime now, Senpai!"
Before Tian Xiaohai could understand the meaning of this sentence, his whole body left the ground and was thrown into the air.
Feng Yuhuai's movements were so fast that they were almost invisible. Her right knee hit Tian Xiaohai's lower abdomen like a cannonball, her left elbow swept across his chest, and then her right palm chopped towards his shoulders like a knife.
Each strike was precise and ruthless, completing a deadly combo in an instant.
Tian Xiaohai's body lost balance in the air, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blood beads drew a sharp arc in the air.
Feng Yuhuai did not stop. She pushed off the ground with her feet and bounced up. She shook her elbows and her sleeves fluttered like the wind. Her wrist, which was covered by the clothes, turned into a twisting red line in 0.1 seconds and then instantly turned back into flesh and blood.
Her movements were as smooth as some strange dance, and every detail was filled with deadly grace.
The next moment, her sleeves stretched out like snakes, and her two slender white palms were soft and boneless, but they burst out with amazing power the moment they touched Tian Xiaohai's body.
His fingertips were like needles, tapping Tian Xiaohai's chest, shoulder blades, and waist, and every touch carried a force that could break bones and tendons.
Tian Xiaohai felt as if struck by lightning. His body shook violently in the air and blood gushed out of his mouth, as if every blood vessel in his body burst in an instant.
Feng Yuhuai took advantage of the situation and chased after Tian Xiaohai who was flying into the air like a shadow.
Her right foot dropped suddenly, a dull roar came from the surface of the ring, and spider-web-like cracks spread out instantly.
The tip of her elbow was like a spiked rag, crashing into Tian Xiaohai's back with tremendous force.
Elbow to the heart! Snap—snap—
There were two heart-pounding crisp sounds in succession, and Tian Xiaohai's body shot out like a kite with a broken string, and the spine on his back made a cracking sound under the heavy blow.
His body floated in the air as if he had no bones, and finally fell down along the edge of the ring.
……..(End of this chapter)
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