Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty
Chapter 407: It’s Hard to Hold It In

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: It’s Hard to Hold It In

Having made another round outside, Lu Xiao arrived at the third level of the cruise ship.

The third level was somewhat quiet, with fewer tourists around.

As he passed a corner, Lu Xiao faintly heard the sound of cheers and applause coming from the end of the corridor.

With nothing better to do, Lu Xiao walked over to take a look.

At the end of the corridor was a spacious training area, filled with various pieces of gym equipment.

However, all the equipment was unoccupied at the moment, as everyone was gathered around the fighting ring in the center of the area.

On the ring, two figures moved back and forth, fighting fiercely.

To Lu Xiao’s surprise, one of the two on the ring was Yan Yun.

Yan Yun’s opponent was a nearly six-foot-tall Western strongman.

The muscles rippling over his body were indeed quite visually impressive.

But the strongman’s combat skills were clearly inferior to Yan Yun’s; his face was already bruised and swollen from the beating.

Of course, given his gender advantage and size, even after being repeatedly struck by Yan Yun, the strongman remained full of vigor, even becoming more ferocious as the fight went on.

As for Yan Yun, she seemed to be able to dodge the strongman’s attacks time after time, but her stamina was clearly beginning to falter.

If the fight were to continue like this, Yan Yun was more likely to lose in the end.

"Using technical skills in a fighting ring is also a waste of time," Lu Xiao shook his head.

With Yan Yun’s combat skills and experience, if she had a weapon in hand, the strongman would be finished in a moment or two.

However, fighting in the ring was different; without any weapons, even attacks below the belt were prohibited, which greatly limited Yan Yun.

Two minutes later, the scene unfolded just as Lu Xiao had anticipated.

Yan Yun ran out of strength, and the strongman landed a punch on her lower abdomen.

Yan Yun staggered back several steps.

"Hehe, Sister Yun, I win again," the strongman obviously knew Yan Yun.

And judging from the way he addressed her, he was likely a security guard on the cruise ship.

"Win my ass! Again!" Yan Yun cursed and charged forward once more.

"Sheet, Sister Yun, what are you doing!"

The strongman barely had time to shout before he was punched in the mouth by Yan Yun.

The strongman countered immediately.

Yan Yun didn’t even attempt to dodge, absorbing the strongman’s punch to the head and then throwing a flurry of punches in rapid succession.

Thus, the scene turned into a brawl between the two.

After about seventeen or eighteen punches, the strongman fell to the ground, his face swollen like a pig’s head.

Yan Yun also knelt on the ground, breathing heavily, her expression pained.

The surrounding audience let out thunderous cheers; after all, seeing two people throwing punches at each other was the kind of scene that really got adrenaline pumping.

"Sister Yun, I... I didn’t offend you, did I?" From atop the ring, the strongman’s voice sounded somewhat aggrieved.

"No, I’m just in a bad mood, sorry." Yan Yun took a deep breath, then stood up and reached out to pull the strongman up.

The strongman simply shook his head, "Can’t get up, dizzy."

Yan Yun’s relentless assault was like a storm, each punch landing solidly on flesh and head.

If it weren’t for the gloves, he would surely have been turned into an idiot by Yan Yun’s blows.

The captain was right, never frown or act recklessly when Sister Yun is in a bad mood.

"Kevin, take Stone to the infirmary for a check-up," Yan Yun directed her gaze below the ring.

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Lu Xiao in the crowd.

After a brief moment of surprise, the corners of Yan Yun’s mouth lifted slightly, and a mischievous smile appeared in her eyes.

"Dear guests, would anyone like to come up and spar with me?" Yan Yun asked, looking down at the crowd.

As soon as the tourists surrounding the ring heard this, almost all of them instinctively took a step back.

What kind of joke is that, just going up to spar?

We came on a cruise trip, not to get beaten up.

With Yan Yun’s combat strength, that big muscular guy couldn’t even stand up after being beaten by her.

Why would anyone go up there? To experience the joy of a concussion?

"If you can beat me, perhaps you could even find a beautiful romance," Yan Yun shouted again, her gaze still fixed on Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao inwardly exclaimed, "Sheet," the trap was set and waiting.

Forget it, slipping away now.

Lu Xiao turned to leave, but before he could take a step, Yan Yun’s voice rang out from the ring again, "Very good, that gentleman who just turned around, you’re very courageous, come up here."

As she spoke, Yan Yun pointed her finger at Lu Xiao.

All eyes in the vicinity were now on Lu Xiao.

"Brother, that’s real courage!"

"See that? That is a true hero!"

"But to be fair, that girl is really pretty."

Lu Xiao actually agreed with the comment about Yan Yun being pretty.

Yan Yun’s beauty was different from that of the typical Hua Country woman. What attracted people to her was not her figure or her face but a sharp, heroic aura. This unique charm was more alluring than any fair skin and good looks.

"Sorry, sorry, I wasn’t planning to get on stage, I just need to use the restroom," Lu Xiao said, raising his hand.

Laughter immediately erupted from around him.

"What kind of man can’t hold his pee? Come on up, you can go after the fight!" Yan Yun shouted again.

Lu Xiao rolled his eyes, "No, it’s a big one! You can’t hold that in!"

The laughter around him grew even louder, but most people meant no harm, they were just genuinely amused.

After all, they didn’t have the courage to go up there themselves, so what was there to laugh at others for?

"Fine, a big one, is it? Kevin, accompany him," Yan Yun commanded.

"And after he is done, bring him back here to fight," Yan Yun declared.