"Let's start." Entering the martial arts venue and closing the door, Gu Fenghua did not take action immediately, but gently held the hilt of the sword and said to Zhong Lingxiu.
Last time I beat someone up too badly. If I don’t give her a chance to take the lead today, Gu Fenghua herself felt that it was too bullying.
"Wait, let's discuss something first." Zhong Lingxiu did not rush to take action, but said hesitantly.
"What's the matter?" Gu Fenghua asked.
"Can you start with a gentle move?" Zhong Lingxiu hesitated for a moment and said with a red face.
It's embarrassing. The powerful man in the seventh grade of Emperor Saint actually pleaded with his opponent. To be precise, he begged for mercy. It's really embarrassing. But when she thinks about the pain that makes life worse than death, she feels too embarrassed.
What a great thing.
"I'll try my best." Gu Fenghua said.
"What does it mean as much as possible?" Such an answer obviously could not reassure Zhong Lingxiu, and she asked immediately.
"If you do your best and exert your true strength, I will show mercy." Gu Fenghua said after thinking for a while.
"Then why do you want to do your best and how do you want to show your true strength?" Zhong Lingxiu was still uneasy.
"I'm not easy to say, but I know that when people suffer, they usually give their all their strength and exert their true strength." Gu Fenghua said seriously.
"..." Zhong Lingxiu opened her mouth, and tears flashed in her eyes again.
"Then, discuss something else." Zhong Lingxiu said after a moment of silence for himself.
"Say, as long as I can do it, I will promise you." Gu Fenghua said cheerfully.
"Can you not slap in the face?" Zhong Lingxiu said.
It would be fine to be embarrassed in front of Gu Fenghua. Anyway, she was beaten like that, and she had no shame, but she really didn't want to be embarrassed in front of her younger brother and servants.
"This... I will do my best." Gu Fenghua thought for a while and finally said so.
To be honest, she didn't want to slap her in the face, but Zhong Lingxiu's strength was there. If she was a little careless, it would not be Zhong Lingxiu who was slapped in the face but herself. After thinking about it, Gu Fenghua still felt that slapping someone else in the face
It's a little better than slapping yourself in the face.
"Chaos, the sky is open!" Zhong Lingxiu didn't say anything more, but with the endless sadness and despair, he slashed out with all his strength...
The meaning of doing your best is to do what you can do as much as possible. You can't blame me if you can't do it. Facts have proved that Miss Gu Jiawu is indeed a very trustworthy person. She did try her best to do it, but it's a pity
, she didn't do it.
So, two hours later, the door opened, and Zhong Lingxiu, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, appeared in front of her again.
"Sister!" With the experience of the last time, Zhong Lingjun recognized the identity of the pig head in front of him at a glance, and exclaimed in surprise with wide eyes.
I wasn’t that calm and conceited when I entered just now, why did I get beaten up like this again?
"Miss Zhong!" Zhu Sifang next to him was also shocked.
Didn’t I remind Gu Fenghua last time? I took some care of Zhong Lingxiu’s sect and showed some mercy when taking action, so why did I beat others like this again?
After a brief shock, Zhong Lingjun quickly took out the holy pill and handed it to his sister, and Fu Qingjiang also stepped forward to support him.
"I'm fine, it's fine." Zhong Lingxiu quickly took the healing pill, refused Fu Qingjiang's support, and walked towards the room with her head down. She was beaten unrecognizable by Gu Fenghua again and again. She really had no shame to see anyone.