Seeing Duan Yun’s obstinate and self-obsessed deanor, refusing to leave, Yu Zhenzhen sighed and struck out in an instant!
She used a Finger Technique, a standard acupoint-targeting Finger Technique, attacking Duan Yun’s sleep acupoint like lightning.
However, almost at the sa mont, Duan Yun’s fingers also struck out.
With a ’thud’, their fingertips collided, sending ripples through the air.
Yu Zhenzhen had already noticed that Duan Yun’s True Qi was strong, so she didn’t withhold much strength, but she didn’t expect him to counter her finger strike so effortlessly.
What ca next was even more unexpected!
In an instant, his finger strength weirdly penetrated her body, causing trembling within.
A strange sensation rushed to her head!
Without any hesitation, she groaned, clenched her legs tightly, relying on her strong will to prevent any mishaps.
Before Yu Zhenzhen could catch her breath, the Duan Yun on the bed had already flipped agilely to stand, leaving a trail of afterimages, and moved behind her.
With a ’smack’, her back acupoints were hit, and she was pushed down onto the bed.
Just as she thought to turn around to counterattack, and use her True Qi to break free from the acupoints, Duan Yun pressed down on her body, and sealed two more of her acupoints.
"Do you submit?" Duan Yun asked.
Yu Zhenzhen’s forehead bulged with veins as she said, "You are shaless! Perverted! Ambushing! Even if you shalessly invade my body like this, you will not gain my... Uh!"
Her words were cut off with two crisp slaps!
Duan Yun smacked her bottom.
Hard!
He liked peace and was professional at enduring, but he could not hold back this ti!
In that mont, Yu Zhenzhen felt as if her buttocks and trousers would tear apart.
"Do you submit?" Duan Yun asked again.
"You ambushing villain, even if you tornt to tears, I will not be moved by you..."
Two more slaps echoed!
"It seems I need to teach you a lesson for you to act properly."
Saying this, Duan Yun’s palm turned into a sword finger, ready to strike.
Almost at the sa mont, a humiliated voice from Yu Zhenzhen rang out— "I submit!"
"You are indeed wise."
Duan Yun looked at her prone figure and remarked.
"What exactly are you doing here?" Yu Zhenzhen, her face flushed, could not help but ask.
She was the honored senior sister of the Qiongling Sect, even the elders had to show her so respect; when had she ever suffered such control and humiliation?
Had it not been for not wanting to be looked down upon by this man, she might have already burst into tears.
Although Duan Yun had quickly overpowered her with a few moves, Yu Zhenzhen was still sowhat defiant.
She thought he was just a doctor, at most one of those from the Jiangzhong Sect who also cultivated True Qi, so she had only used 30% of her strength when she struck.
But she did not expect that a young and handso doctor would possess such powerful and strange Martial Arts skills.
Especially that bizarre finger strength, utterly unpredictable, making it too late for her to raise her energy to full strength to oppose him.
Yes, she hadn’t used a sword, and several of her special moves hadn’t even been deployed.
If she risked injury to forcefully break the acupoint and fiercely fight this shaless man, it was possible to gamble.
But the cost was too high.
She had originally co secretly to take Xu Xian away, not wanting to alert her master.
She had already noticed sothing odd in the Qiongling Sect and knew her situation was precarious; getting injured now would just add insult to injury.
Moreover, this ambushing scoundrel clearly wasn’t too evil, rely wanting to win her body and heart, without truly harming her.
At this ti, choosing to yield was the right decision.
Humph, for the sake of her sect, she was willing to sacrifice herself to feed the demon, barely managing to feign affection for this shaless villain.
Wait, to feed the demon, isn’t this man supposed to be a doctor?
Yu Zhenzhen also couldn’t understand why she thought this way.
At this mont, Duan Yun solemnly said, "Why? Naturally, to rescue your Qiongling Sect female cultivators from peril. The dical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart; whoever stops from saving people, I will handle!"
Yu Zhenzhen retorted, "Since when do doctors have such good martial skills?"
Although she had underestimated her opponent, there weren’t many who could immobilize her in the blink of an eye.
Duan Yun seriously replied, "Doctors need even better martial skills, otherwise tonight you would have taken away, how then could I continue to treat and save people?"
Young Hero Duan has such great love, not only wanting to save Murong’s sister but also to rescue all the female cultivators of the Qiongling Sect, turning those who entertain into the upright, and their untouched locked up.
"You must be more than just a doctor!" Yu Zhenzhen deduced.
Duan Yun pondered, "Of course, with the Martial World being so chaotic, how could I only be a doctor, I occasionally also act as a Young Hero."
"Young, Young Hero?"
"Duan, Old Demon Duan!"
Yu Zhenzhen suddenly thought of sothing and exclaid in terror.
With a smack, another slap landed.
"I said Young Hero. Does your Qiongling Sect not only like to bla unfairly but also likes to slander?"
Duan Yun said with a dark face.
Yu Zhenzhen’s eyes glazed over, "I should have known it was you, young and handso, entering the Martial World under the guise of a doctor, liking to play the Young Hero, preferring beautiful won like , imprisoning them in dungeons...
First, I’m clarifying, I’m not like them; I will not yield."
Saying this, her gaze regained the domineering look of the senior sister.
Seeing this gaze, Duan Yun thought of soone.
The mother of Feng Ling’er, the Purple Gown Dragon Queen.
This one, once grown up, might be another Dragon Queen.
Duan Yun montarily was at a loss for words.
This rumor is getting more absurd by the minute, I was just practicing dicine and saving people in a dungeon, when did it turn into imprisoning and torturing beauties.
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