Zuan was immediately annoyed. Were all these beautiful women so irritable?
However, the opponent's whistling leg whip left him no time to think. He hurriedly raised his hand and grabbed her ankle. Hmm, the fluctuation of this Yuan Qi, it seems to be at the fifth rank. To have this level of cultivation at such a young age, she can already be considered a genius.
At this moment, Murong Qinghe was far more shocked than him. What was going on? Why was his sure-fire kick so easily blocked by him?
How high is his cultivation level?
How could he be so young! Besides, there are rumors that Miss Chu married a hoodlum. How could this kid be so powerful? I must have subconsciously held back just now, which is why he blocked me so easily.
She could feel the heat from the other person's palm even on her ankles, and she felt both ashamed and annoyed.
Anger from Murong Qinghe +444!
With a twist of her waist, she leaped into the air, kicking her opponent with her other foot. This time, she used the momentum of her leap and twisted her entire body to deliver a powerful blow that far surpassed the previous kick.
Zuan didn't expect her to have a solution so quickly; her combat reaction ability was truly remarkable.
Faced with this swift kick, he had no choice but to release his opponent's ankle and take a step back.
As soon as Murong Qinghe was freed, he was like a dragon released from its cage, with his two long legs kicking at him like a storm.
At the same time, his figure moved erratically, constantly attacking from all directions.
Zuan secretly thought to himself, "This woman's leg techniques sometimes resemble the Shadowless Kick of Foshan, and sometimes the Wind God Kick. No wonder she doesn't wear skirts."
He was somewhat impressed with how far his mind had wandered at that moment, that he could still think about all sorts of random things.
Seeing that the opponent's attacks were getting more and more urgent, he raised his finger, spotted an opening, and pointed it at it.
The Spiritual Finger Technique!
When he made his move, he instinctively aimed at the opponent's weakness, but after hitting it, he secretly cursed, because the soft yet elastic touch was clearly on the inside of her thigh.
Murong Qinghe exclaimed in surprise and fell to the side. She subconsciously tried to get up, but a tingling and sore sensation came from between her legs, making her legs go weak and almost causing her to lose her balance. Her expression suddenly became extremely strange.
Zu An was wondering whether he should explain himself, but she was the one who was ready to fight and kill as soon as she arrived, and he was making all sorts of explanations. How shameless of him!
Just then, Murong Qinghe spoke up, her phoenix eyes fixed on his fingers with curiosity: "What's the name of this move you're using?"
Zu'an was taken aback. Surprisingly, she didn't cry, make a scene, or feel ashamed and indignant, thinking that I had insulted her innocence.
What's with this reaction? They're even asking him the name of his move with an inquisitive look.
The legendary martial arts fanatic attribute?
However, he still answered instinctively, "Lingxi Finger".
"Lingxi Finger?" Murong Qinghe muttered to himself a few times. "A good name and a good move, but you'd better be careful from now on."
As she spoke, she drew two short guns from her waist. She hadn't used any weapons before because of her arrogance, thinking that her leg techniques would be enough to deal with her opponent. But now that she realized her opponent was a master, she dared not be careless in the slightest.
"Hey!" she shouted, charging straight ahead, her two short guns positioned on the left and right, almost completely blocking his escape route.
Even from a distance, you could feel the menacing aura emanating from the spearhead, as if it were a special quality formed from being stained with the blood of enemies on the battlefield for a long time.
Zuan had noticed the two short sticks behind her waist from the very beginning. He initially thought they were some strange decorations, but he never expected them to be such deadly weapons.
This girl looks quite young, yet she's someone who has survived a long and brutal battlefield?
His mind raced, and without pausing, he took a step to the side, creating the Sunflower Illusion.
Murong Qinghe thought he had locked onto his opponent with his twin pistols, but in the blink of an eye, the opponent disappeared without a trace.
Before she could react, the other person was already beside her. She was terrified and quickly swung her short gun back to defend herself. Just then, the other person pointed a finger at her and it struck the gun.
Zuan was secretly amazed. The girl's sudden change of move was like a gazelle hanging its horns, leaving no trace. Although her cultivation level was not high, her combat reaction and practical experience far exceeded those of her peers.
You should know that he almost killed those sixth-rank Shadow Tower assassins in an instant, but this fifth-rank girl actually survived so many moves against him.
While he did show some leniency, the other party's response was also quite commendable.
Murong Qinghe felt her arm go numb and weak. The force from the short gun made her lose her grip and she flew out.
Zu An thought to himself, "I've knocked your weapon off, you should admit defeat now."
Unexpectedly, Murong Qinghe brandished another short spear and thrust it to the side, catching up with the short spear that had been knocked away earlier. Then, with a snap, the two short spears merged into one long spear.
Zaun's eyes widened in disbelief. Was this even possible?
Without the slightest hesitation, Murong Qinghe thrust his long spear at his opponent like a silver dragon emerging from the sea.
Seeing the sky full of gun shadows, Zu An frowned slightly, stretched out his finger, and the gun shadows disappeared, leaving only a gun tip that he gently pinched between his fingers.
Murong Qinghe's face turned bright red. She tried with all her might but couldn't break free even an inch. She was horrified. How could this person's finger strength be so strong? What would happen if he stabbed her?
"You've had enough trouble breaking free. You want your gun back? Fine, beg me, and maybe I'll give it back to you," Zu An said calmly. Along the way, he'd encountered nothing but rank eight or nine masters or grandmasters. He could tolerate being bullied by them, but if a little girl like you bullied him, would he have no shame?
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