Ning Luoxi used her legs to execute a Choking Technique, nimble yet powerful. Just as Lin Tian fell to the ground, still savoring the sensation, Ning Luoxi flipped over and straddled him. Not stopping there, she crossed her hands and locked them around his neck.
"You’ve lost this time," Ning Luoxi said with a victorious smile on her face.
Ha, you silly woman. If it weren’t to amuse you, did you really think it’d be so easy to get on top of me? Lin Tian chuckled to himself, indifferent. The last time they met, she had used the Choking Technique on Lin Tian’s neck, and she hadn’t been able to handle him then, nor could she now. Plus, it wasn’t clear who was at a disadvantage in this position.
At this moment, Ning Luoxi sat atop Lin Tian. She, a young woman, seemed utterly unguarded, perhaps too engrossed in the fight, or maybe she didn’t even view herself as a woman. But speaking of which, her figure was more feminine than any other woman’s. It truly was a waste of a splendid figure.
What made matters worse was her excellent figure. Her school uniform was tight for her shape. As she leaned forward to execute the Choking Technique, the top two buttons of her shirt had popped at some point, and under such circumstances, Lin Tian could hardly focus on the fight.
After a while, Ning Luoxi, exerting herself without seeing Lin Tian show any sign of pain, caught him distraction, his eyes darting somewhere. Wait? Why were his eyes fixed on her in such a lewd way? Ning Luoxi suddenly paused, following Lin Tian’s gaze back to herself, only then realizing the buttons on her shirt had popped open.
"Lin Tian, you super pervert! You dared to rip my shirt? You’re despicable, shameless, and sleazy; I’ll kill you!" Ning Luoxi’s face flushed with anger as she loudly exclaimed. She even tore a strip of cloth from her skirt to tie up her shirt, finally covering the exposed view.
After fixing her shirt and letting go of Lin Tian, she forcefully leaped up, aiming a knee downward, directly at Lin Tian’s vital spot as she came down.
Women always resort to this move when they’re angry. Have they ever considered men’s feelings? It was a matter of great importance related to a man’s lower body happiness, and Lin Tian felt utterly helpless.
This little girl must have been driven mad with anger as she jumped up and back down, her school skirt fluttering up while Lin Tian was right underneath. In that situation, he ended up seeing everything.
You ask me why I didn’t close my eyes? Only hypocritical men and eunuchs do such silly things. I’m a normal man, Lin Tian shamelessly thought, finding himself a very convincing excuse.
Up in the air, she clearly saw where Lin Tian’s gaze was directed, further convincing her that Lin Tian was indeed a super pervert, unwavering in her strike downward.
Though not afraid of any impact, Lin Tian still instinctively dodged, besides, he hadn’t ripped her shirt—it was the poor quality that was to blame. Whose fault was it then? If anyone’s to blame, blame this little girl for being so well developed.
Lin Tian rolled to the side, and Ning Luoxi’s knee slammed hard into the ground. With a "boom," the terrazzo floor immediately cracked, creating a round crater at the point of impact.
My goodness, the force of that impact—any Ancient Martial Artist would’ve been wrecked by it. This little girl seems really angry, just like in our morning encounter, turned into a raging warrior.
But I’m unjustly accused here, more wronged than Dou’e, like snow in June—clearly, it’s not my fault, yet it’s blamed on me. Is there no justice? Is there no law? Lin Tian indignantly decried his innocence.
Ning Luoxi, not caring whether he was wronged or not, saw that her strike missed, and from a half crouch, she spun around, seamlessly executing a sweeping leg. Although a move everyone could perform, the force she exerted was perhaps many times greater than others’, akin to a fierce wind sweeping leaves, going straight for Lin Tian’s lower body.
"The clothes weren’t my doing, but if you want to fight, then let’s fight. Who’s afraid of who? If we have to, we’ll just tear the house down!" Lin Tian yelled, and with his hands slamming the ground, he executed several backward flips in succession to dodge her sweeping leg.
With those backward flips, he moved a distance of more than ten meters, but Ning Luoxi chased after him like a shadow. However, before she could take many steps, Lin Tian backflipped again and shot toward her.
Retreating then advancing, their movements were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Tian’s fist had surged forth without any fancy moves, aiming for Ning Luoxi’s throat.
However, Ning Luoxi, enraged, was not someone to be easily provoked either. She didn’t use any technique or try to pull any leverage tricks, just a straight punch head-on.
Their fists collided. Lin Tian remained unmoved, while Ning Luoxi was forced to retreat several meters before stopping. The surrounding air compressed under the violent force, exploding with a ferocity that caused a huge boom, louder even than thunder in a stormy weather.
Invisible sound waves moved forward like a tide, continuously shaking the glass windows on the walls.
"Crack, crack..." A series of explosive sounds followed, and the tempered glass on both sides began showing terrifying cracks, which kept expanding to cover the entire surface.
The tempered glass shattered continuously, scattering glass fragments across the floor. A group of people stood outside the window, staring dumbfounded at the ground scattered with broken glass, then fixed their gaze on those responsible for the destruction.
At the forefront of this group were Miss, Xiao Manxuan, and Zhang Lingyu, the rest being servants and security guards of the Xiao Mansion. All were stunned by the inhuman force displayed.
Some of these guards were retired special forces operatives recruited by the Xiao Family, and others were martial masters, whose combat skills were extremely top-notch among ordinary people. Yet, confronted with this scene, they were utterly shocked.
"Miss?" Lin Tian also noticed the crowd outside, the Miss had apparently also come home by then, and here he was, caught red-handed breaking the Xiao family’s glass.
"What Miss? Distracted while fighting me, huh!" Ning Luoxi snorted coldly and made another move toward Lin Tian.
Seeing this, the Miss outside quickly instructed those around her to move back. Being an Ancient Martial Artist herself, she knew too well how explosive and dangerous fights between Ancient Martial Artists could be, and getting too close could lead to accidental injuries or even life-threatening situations.
This time, Ning Luoxi’s power and speed increased again, her punches stirring the air, causing Lin Tian’s clothes to flutter. However, it was only a few seconds later that the sharp sound of air exploding reached their ears. The air in the middle of the field seemed to ripple, subtly spreading out like ripples.
Even though the onlookers had moved away, they still felt a fierce wave surging to burst out from the fitness area.
This Ning Luoxi seemed excessively feral, continuing to fight even though the master was present. That morning was the same, fighting from the campus to the rear mountain, breaking I don’t know how many big trees, and in the end, it was only Fang Ming coming over that ended the battle. Could it be that there’s some drawback to her Ancient Martial art cultivation?
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