School Beauty's Personal Martial Expert
Chapter 419: Cross swords" or "Spar

Chapter 419: Cross swords" or "Spar

"What more do you want?" Leng Xuan frowned slightly.

"Kill you!" No sooner had Qi Yue’s words left her mouth than her expression turned icy, and a murderous intent burst from her eyes like tangible blades. She curved her fingers into claws and, with a speed like lightning, reached for Leng Xuan’s eyes.

Leng Xuan had not expected this girl to be so ruthless, to act the moment she spoke, and he couldn’t help but be amused. However, he recognized that the girl’s skills were indeed impressive. In the ordinary world, she would be a terrifying being. He was curious about the extent of her abilities and wanted to test her strength, so he did not retaliate. Instead, he simply tilted his head and easily dodged her fierce attack.

Qi Yue was startled by Leng Xuan’s swift response. She let out a sharp cry and swung her other fist straight toward Leng Xuan’s chest. When he dodged, she immediately transformed her fist into a knife-hand and sliced at Leng Xuan’s neck, accompanied by a faint whooshing sound through the air, indicating the force of her chop was far from weak. If it connected, it could easily break his neck and kill him.

However, Qi Yue’s ambition to kill Leng Xuan was nothing more than a fool’s dream. If Leng Xuan hadn’t been deliberately trying to gauge the depth of the girl’s skills, he could have subdued her before she even launched a second strike.

With a slight smile, Leng Xuan took two steps back, evading Qi Yue’s sharp strike, and chuckled, "Not bad, but unfortunately, too slow!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yue nearly choked with rage. She had always taken pride in her speed, yet Leng Xuan had the audacity to call her slow. She snorted and said, "You’ll see if I’m slow in a moment." As she spoke, she tapped her right foot, and a section of a blade sprang from the tip of her shoe, gleaming with a chilling cold light under the moon. Immediately after, she bent and leaped, unleashing her family’s ultimate move—Mandarin Duck Continuous Legs.

Leng Xuan’s expression shifted subtly, yet he did not fight back. He retreated seven steps in succession, while Qi Yue, within these seven steps’ distance, lashed out with thirty-six kicks in a blur of motion. However, the final result was that all thirty-six kicks missed their mark.

After landing, Qi Yue’s heart was filled with extreme shock. This technique, the Mandarin Duck Continuous Legs, had been personally taught to her by her mother. Even September, who had reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, might not be able to avoid them as effortlessly as Leng Xuan had, right?

Only then did Qi Yue realize that she had underestimated Leng Xuan from the outset. Still, she refused to admit defeat openly and snorted, "If you’re so capable, stop dodging."

Leng Xuan himself was somewhat surprised. He had not expected that although the girl had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, becoming a true Internal Arts Master, the techniques she employed were indeed formidable. Particularly that Mandarin Duck Continuous Legs—if not for his far superior strength, he doubtlessly wouldn’t have been able to dodge so effortlessly.

At this moment, Leng Xuan also realized that the organization behind Qi Yue was indeed not to be underestimated. As for extorting seven million RMB from them, he didn’t know if it was the right or wrong move. But, it was too late for regrets now. He touched his nose and said, "What, still not convinced?"

"Convinced my ass!" Qi Yue cursed resentfully, "You keep dodging, how can I hit you?"

Leng Xuan uttered a sound of acknowledgment and said, "Okay, then I won’t dodge. Go ahead and strike!" With that, he really did stand still, not moving an inch.