Loser Princess' Counterattack

Chu Mingyang was really infuriated.

He clenched two huge fists, the knuckles made a clear sound, and the muscles of his upper body tightened tightly: "Chu Liyue, you waste, dare to fight with me?"

What about the senior lady? Now it's just a waste of both parents' death and complete loss of cultivation!

Chu Mingyang had long wanted to put this gorgeous and arrogant woman under his body and cruelly abused her.

Since five years ago, when he first saw the young lady who was praised by many stars, he had a feeling of blood excitement.

Especially when she swept herself with disgusting and disdainful eyes, as if she saw the dirtiest and worst thing in the world, Chu Mingyang's heart would jump wildly.

Now, he had been looking forward to countless days and nights, and the opportunity finally came.

"World War I? You deserve it Chu Liyue handed his basket to Chu Qingxiu. He didn't even take off his white robe last month, so he walked into the training ground empty handed.

Chu Qingxiu and Chu Gaoyi were nervous.

Although Chu Mingyang was a cruel man with a bad character, he was a practitioner after all and was good at close combat. Now that she has lost her accomplishments, she is rarely forging. How can she be her opponent?

And Chu Mingyang's opponents, how many can survive? Either he died on the spot or was seriously injured.

Two people looked at each other, anxious, but dare not openly question the young lady's behavior.

People who are practicing on the training ground also slowly gathered around.

Chu Mingyang just won a victory against two private soldiers of the Chu family, and both of them were seriously injured. All the people on the training ground avoided him for fear that his next challenge was himself.

Now someone is fighting Chu Mingyang? You're still a young lady?

Those who were well-informed began to explain in a low voice: "I heard that the eldest lady had an accident in her trial. Xuanzhu has been destroyed and her accomplishments have been lost."

In a word, as children of the Chu family who grew up in a big family, they all understand the cause and effect of things.

No wonder Chu Mingyang dared to challenge the eldest lady.

It's a pity, miss. How can you lose xuanzhu? Such things are very rare in the Xuanyuan mainland.

Chu Mingyang had scarlet eyes and a ferocious look, revealing his thick white teeth. He seemed to choose a person to eat: "if you are not worthy of it, you can immediately experience it yourself."

He stretched out his thick tongue and licked his lips, and his eyes seemed to fall on Chu Liyue's slender white neck. If it was other girls, I'm afraid that only such eyes would have made her fear and retreat.

Chu Li Yue walked leisurely to Chu Mingyang: "in this case, you can do it."

Chu Mingyang was so angry that he laughed loudly: "Miss, do you think you are the genius of seven turns of condensation beads? Let me tell you with my fist that you are a waste without xuanzhu! "

Before he finished speaking, Chu Mingyang had already pushed his feet hard, and the whole man was like an arrow from the bow to Chu Liyue.

A huge bronze fist smashed into Chu Liyue's face.

But Chu Li Yue stood still.

It's over, miss. Are you scared and stupid, or have no time to react? Without xuanzhu, the mysterious power accumulated for so many years has disappeared, and the body's reaction has been greatly reduced, which is miserable.

Everyone tensed up their bodies and even closed their eyes. They couldn't bear to see the scene of Chu Liyue's face being smashed into blood.

Chu Mingyang's face showed a distorted smile. He could even imagine the feeling of his fist hitting that still gorgeous and arrogant face.

The fist wind has already blown Chu Liyue's long hair. When several wisps of green silk fly back, Chu Liyue hands.

She raised a right hand, five fingers like a blooming orchid, almost no one can see her movement, she has grasped Chu Mingyang's wrist.

Slender fingers as white as jade, gently on the thick swarthy wrist, looks no threat.

But Chu Mingyang's attack stopped like this.

"So waste is always waste. Licking someone's feet doesn't help." Chu Liyue's voice is not big, but because of shock and a quiet training ground, but let people hear very clearly.

Without waiting for Chu Mingyang to speak, Chu Liyue twists and pushes his arm into a completely irrational shape. Chu Mingyang's forehead instantly bursts into big beads of sweat and his veins burst out, but he still refuses to scream.

"You're going to take a punch from me too!" Chu left Yue lightly as like as two peas, the white fair fist is toward Chu Ming Yang face door to smash, the action is exactly the same as Chu Mingyang just now.

Chu Mingyang shouts violently, but the injury inspires his bravery. The other arm which is not injured suddenly swings and smashes Chu Liyue's fist.

Chu Liyue's fist is stopped an inch away from Chu Mingyang's face.

She changed her fist into a palm, opened her fingers and slapped Chu Mingyang's face.

This palm is clapping on Chu Mingyang's bridge of the nose, which directly makes his nose blood splash.