Disciple, go down the mountain and wreak havoc on your martial sister Chapter 31 - 31 30 Such Exchange of Skills

31: Chapter 30 Such Exchange of Skills 31: Chapter 30 Such Exchange of Skills Seeing Feng Qian’s provocative look, Chu Yi couldn’t help but laugh silently.

“Better not, it wouldn’t be good if I hurt you.”

Feng Qian slamd her beer on the table with a smack, her temper flaring.

“Hurt ?

You’re thinking too much, thinking I’m easy to bully?

Co on, I’m going to teach you a lesson!”

As she spoke, she burped from the alcohol and walked to the open space in the living room, gesturing to Chu Yi with a hook of her finger, “Don’t be a coward!”

?

A coward?

The corners of Chu Yi’s mouth twitched slightly as he slowly stood up, “Just rember, you said it yourself.

Don’t cry later.”

“Who cries may still be up for debate,” she retorted.

No sooner had Feng Qian finished speaking than she raised her leg to kick at Chu Yi.

Just then, Chu Yi raised his hand, “Wait a minute!”

Feng Qian stopped abruptly, almost falling over, and couldn’t help asking impatiently, “What now?

Are you scared?”

“How could that be,” Chu Yi replied coolly.

“I just want to ask first, what counts as the end?

Is it when one can’t get up, or is it when one admits defeat?”

“That’s it?

Of course, it’s when one admits defeat!” Feng Qian stated matter-of-factly.

Yet Chu Yi just chuckled, “Then let’s agree on the terms of surrender.

If you want to give up, you have to shout…

‘Chu, big brother, go easy, it hurts’, or else I’ll assu you haven’t given up.”

Feng Qian’s eyes widened with fury, “You…

shaless!”

“Oh, if you don’t agree then never mind.”

Saying this, Chu Yi was about to sit back down.

But at that mont, Feng Qian suddenly said, “If you want to admit defeat, you have to shout I am shaless, despicable, and a hooligan.”

Chu Yi paused, a triumphant smile flickering across his face, then he turned around and saluted Feng Qian with a fist, “It’s a deal!

Bring it on!”

Feng Qian snorted and imdiately lunged at Chu Yi.

It was clear she had so training; her movents were quick and decisive, her rank of sixth dan was no bluster.

But it was of no use.

Chu Yi effortlessly raised his palm and grabbed her small calf.

Feng Qian’s expression froze as she tried to pull back with force, but her right leg might as well have been clamped by steel, immovable.

“This guy is tougher than I thought!” she thought.

Despite the situation, Feng Qian didn’t panic but leaned slightly forward, bent her left leg slightly, and then leaped up with a kick toward Chu Yi.

The result…

Thud!

Chu Yi was again unflustered, catching her left leg too.

Just as she was about to fall face first to the ground, Chu Yi’s eyes glead mischievously as he raised his hands high, switching from gripping her leg to grabbing the pant legs.

Feng Qian was wearing a pair of loose-fitting sweatpants without a belt or drawstring, just an elastic band at the waist…

So, unsurprisingly, Feng Qian fell to the ground, but those gray sweatpants were still hoisted high by Chu Yi.

Tsk tsk, such fair skin, aren’t the suns in those little countries down south supposed to be harsh?

Yet, you haven’t tanned a bit.

Chu Yi observed with interest, while Feng Qian felt a chill on her lower body, looked down, and saw her pants had sohow flown off, leaving her long, bare legs exposed.

And…

“You’re saving too much fabric there, doesn’t it get wedged in?”

“Ah!”

A shriek echoed as Feng Qian, feeling like she was in a nightmare, imdiately furiously reached for her pants, “Give them back!”

Whoosh!

Chu Yi threw the sweatpants onto the sofa, chuckling, “The match isn’t over yet, either admit defeat or keep going.”

Admit defeat?

Thinking of those humiliating words, Feng Qian’s face flushed with embarrassnt, “You wish!”

“Then let’s continue, it’s my turn to attack.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Yi imdiately rushed forward, but he slowed down his speed and strength, just enough for Feng Qian to handle.

Even so, Feng Qian found it extrely difficult to cope.

Especially since the guy aid mainly for her chest, each ti she raised her hand to block, her clothes would lift, revealing her legs, and if she didn’t block, her chest would be vulnerable.

While anyone else might have gotten angrier as they fought, Feng Qian only grew more embarrassed.

“Enough!” she exclaid.

Finally, she couldn’t help but speak out loudly.

Chu Yi, however, didn’t take it seriously, “You’re the one who suggested sparring, but when it ends is not up to you, though you can surrender!”

With that, his fist broke through Feng Qian’s defense, then turned into a palm, and he sneakily pinched her.

Feng Qian imdiately felt a mix of embarrassnt and anger, and instinctively kicked out.

The next mont, Chu Yi squatted down, holding his chin with both hands, and looked up at a thirty-five-degree angle, “Huh?

That’s amazing, doesn’t hurt at all.”

“Ah!”

Feng Qian was frantic, clutching the hem of her clothes and pulling them down to block Chu Yi’s view, then imdiately turned and ran towards the master bedroom.

“Trying to run?

You haven’t surrendered yet.”

Chu Yi flashed in front of the bedroom, blocking her way like a villain who teases virtuous won.

“You…

don’t go too far!”

“We’re just getting started, there’s worse yet to co.

Do you want to try?

Just surrender, it’s only a few words.”

“Don’t, even, think about it!”

Feng Qian squeezed out three words between her clenched teeth, and then seed ready to go all out, charging right at him.

As long as she got into the bedroom, she would be successful!

However, just as she took two steps forward, she saw Chu Yi turn around and lock the bedroom door with a key…

“Lucky I haven’t given you the key to the master bedroom.”

Feng Qian stood petrified.

It was over, she couldn’t get into the bedroom.

Just then, she suddenly dashed towards the living room sofa, but Chu Yi was faster and blocked her again.

“Ah, why bother with this?

Isn’t it good to just surrender?”

Feng Qian glared at him through gritted teeth, repeating the sa three words.

Chu Yi couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly.

I just love your stubbornness.

“Then don’t bla !”

With that, Chu Yi started to tease…

No, spar again.

As her defenses were breached ti and again, and her exposure increased, Feng Qian’s face beca redder and redder.

She wanted to go to the bathroom to get a bath towel, but she was blocked.

She wanted to grab the sofa dust cover, but she was blocked again.

She even wanted to grab a rag from the kitchen, but couldn’t get through.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m going to fight you!”

Watching her charge at him like a lioness, Chu Yi raised his eyebrows, and without a sound, grabbed the hem of her T-shirt.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Qian was hugging her shoulders and squatting on the ground.

“Didn’t I say you’re no match for ?” Chu Yi folded her clothes neatly on the sofa, boasting shalessly, “Aren’t you going to surrender?”

Feng Qian buried her head without making a sound.

“Then I’ll take it that you still want to continue sparring.

Be careful, though; you’re down to just two pieces.”

As Chu Yi took two steps, he heard a voice as tiny as a mosquito’s buzz.

“Wait…

I surrender, okay?”

“Hmm?”

Chu Yi paused in his step, squatted down, and asked, “What did you say?”

Feng Qian, still with her head down, said, “I said I surrender!”

“Wrong, that’s not how you say you surrender.”

“You…” Feng Qian ground her teeth, “Chu…

Chu Brother, please be gentle…”

Just as Chu Yi was about to indulge in his mischief, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Who could it be at this late hour?

This is not the right ti at all.

Feng Qian shivered even more, her whole body tensing up.

If soone saw her like this, where would she hide her face!

Unexpectedly, at this mont, Chu Yi suddenly handed her the key to the bedroom.

“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you.

Go inside.”