Yang Ying turned to look at Yueru, looking her up and down.
Yueru felt a little awkward and said with a smile: "Miss Yang, what's wrong with me?"
"Nothing." Yang Ying shook her head: "Just to see what the girl Zhao Dahe likes looks like. You are indeed beautiful. No wonder he likes you. Okay, I'm leaving."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Yueru said hurriedly: "Wait a moment."
Yang Ying turned to look at her.
"Miss Yang, are you here on the orders of the elders of the White Tiger Sect?" Yue Ru asked with a smile.
Yang Ying curled her lips and said: "I ran out secretly. They didn't know. They made me practice Kungfu all day long and didn't let me go down the mountain. I really couldn't help it this time and I had to deal with him myself!"
"Is the girl going to kill him?"
"Kill him, I'm afraid he won't be killed." Yang Ying said, "Just defeat him."
She had never met those elders, let alone had any relationship with them, and she had never killed anyone before, she just wanted to defeat Zhao Dahe.
Yueru nodded lightly: "That's good, girl, just be careful."
"Okay, let's go." Yang Ying waved her jade hands, turned around and left the house.
Lu Xiaofeng snorted and said, "Why are you worried about Zhao Dahe!"
Yueru shook her head and smiled: "I'm just curious as to why she dares to challenge."
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers." Lu Xiaofeng snorted: "It's ridiculous for her to challenge Zhao Dahe!"
"What's so funny!" Yang Ying's words suddenly rang out, and she stood in the room again, glaring at Lu Xiaofeng unkindly: "You talk bad things about people behind their backs, you're really not a thing, just watch your punches!"
She said and punched out.
Bai Shengsheng's delicate and cute little fist hit Lu Xiaofeng's palm, and Lu Xiaofeng flew straight backwards, knocking over the landscape painting screen with a "crash", and pressed his body on the screen, which shattered into pieces.
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened in surprise.
"Poof!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Ying curled her lips and said: "How can you have the nerve to talk to me like this!"
Lu Xiaofeng was ashamed and annoyed, especially in front of Yue Ru. He immediately ignored the difference between men and women and snorted angrily: "Sneak attack is nothing, just give me a slap!"
He turned over and jumped up. His right palm was as red as blood. He pushed hard, and the scorching palm force hit Yang Ying like boiling water.
Yang Yingbai's show fist came at her again.
"Bang!" Lu Xiaofeng flew out again.
Yang Ying snorted: "With the kung fu of a three-legged cat, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Lu Xiaofeng said "Wow" and spat out another mouthful of blood, staring at Yang Ying in surprise.
When he saw Yang Ying's delicate appearance and simple personality, coupled with her young age, he subconsciously despised her. He was hit with the first punch and was unable to resist. He knew that she was a powerful opponent with natural supernatural power and extremely pure internal energy.
In the second fight, I went all out, and my internal strength reached its peak.
The result was still a defeat, and judging from Yang Ying's appearance, she didn't try her best at all.
After being defeated by Chu Li, not only was he not discouraged, but he also had high morale.
But when he was defeated by Yang Ying, he felt a little discouraged. He thought he was a genius in vain because he couldn't even defeat a woman smaller than himself!
Yang Ying waved her hands and said, "Don't say bad things behind other people's back in the future!"
After saying that, she turned to leave.
Lu Xiaofeng shouted angrily: "Come again!"
Yang Ying turned to look at him sideways: "You're still here? You're so shameless, you've been defeated twice!"
"The last time!" Lu Xiaofeng snorted.
"Okay!" Yang Ying said: "Hurry up, I have to find Zhao Dahe!"
Lu Xiaofeng slowly exhaled a breath, which was extremely long, as if all his internal organs were exhaled in one breath.
A scorching sun suddenly appeared three feet above his head, vaguely like a shadow, like the scorching sun reflected in the lake. It was still dazzling and he dared not look directly at it.
The scorching sun plunged into Baihui and reached Dantian.
Yang Ying watched him quietly until he finished using it, then watched him push out a palm.
Wherever the palm force goes, it seems as if the light and shadow are distorted, and the heat of the palm force is visible.
Yang Ying curled her red lips, and Bai Shengsheng's little fist struck Lu Xiaofeng's palm again.
"Bang!" Lu Xiaofeng flew backwards like a ball and hit the wall. The wall was shaken with dust, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Ying blew on her fist, and the hot breath was lingering, but it was quickly extinguished by her internal power: "You are quite capable!"
She looked at Lu Xiaofeng and hummed: "Practice for a few more years!"
After that, she said no more and left in big strides.
"Wow!" Lu Xiaofeng spit out another mouthful of blood.
Yue Ru looked at him sympathetically and said unbearably: "Master Lu, is it okay?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I've failed today!"
"It should be a secret disciple of the White Tiger Sect." Yue Ru said: "He is a master who has been carefully trained. It doesn't matter if he can't beat him."
"Alas..." Lu Xiaofeng shook his head dejectedly.
Yue Ru said: "Can she beat Zhao Dahe?"
"It may not be impossible." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly laughed: "Zhao Dahe must also think that she is young, delicate and weak, and is nothing special. She will definitely fall into a big trouble, haha!"
Thinking of this, he suddenly regained his balance and no longer complained about himself. After all, his skills were indeed inferior to others, and the opponent was from the White Tiger Sect, so the loss was not unfair.
Seeing that he had cheered up, Yueru breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao will not be careless."
She shook her head secretly. Everyone, including Lu Xiaofeng, was bullied by Zhao Dahe's appearance and felt that he was arrogant. Although he had the strength to match, he still felt that he was mentally dull.
Only he and his master knew that Zhao Dahe was a fool on the outside but a genius on the inside, hiding it from the world.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Let's just wait and see!"
He felt a little uncomfortable. Girl Yueru still loved Zhao Dahe in her heart. Even if she fell in love with him, the one she respected deep down in her heart was not herself, but Zhao Dahe!
Thinking of this, he felt a little disappointed and a little angry, hating himself for not living up to expectations.
Yue Ru said: "I estimate that Mr. Zhao will defeat her, but she is a woman and Mr. Zhao will not be cruel."
"You should pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Yueru nodded lightly.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I will go back to recover first, and I will know the news tomorrow."
Yueru said with concern: "Heal your wounds well and don't leave the root cause of the disease. The martial arts of the White Tiger Sect should not be underestimated."
"Yeah." Lu Xiaofeng felt warm in his heart, Yueru still cared about him.
While they were talking, Yang Ying had already found the house where Chu Li was. She patted the door hard, and an old man with white eyebrows came out tremblingly.
"Get Zhao Dahe out of here!" Yang Yingjiao shouted.
The old man shook his head and pointed at his ears to indicate that he was deaf.
Yang Ying hummed: "Zhao Dahe is a coward who has the courage to come out and accept the challenge."
The old man sighed and suddenly shook his sleeves.
Yang Ying felt a huge surge of force coming, and she couldn't stand still and flew out.
She fell to the ground with her eyes widened in surprise, in disbelief.
The old man's beard and eyebrows are all white, his eyes are dim, he looks like an old man, and his steps are slow, and he is about to die. However, such an old man who can be knocked down by a gust of wind has extremely strong skills!