Chapter 225 - 222: Anger_1
"Shameless!" Wang Lingling silently cursed. The area Wang Yuan Jing targeted was her chest.
She brandished her whip, and the sound of disrupted air echoed in waves! Fiery red Spiritual Energy, imbuing her whip with terrifying heat, spiraled around the green Sword Qi, sending sparks flying everywhere.
"Feisty!" His attack obstructed, Wang Yuan Jing didn’t show anger. Instead, he licked his lips, a touch of mockery in his eyes. He infused his battle sword with vigorous Spiritual Energy, forcing her whip away.
"Hmph!" Wang Lingling’s delicate body shuddered. She retreated a few steps, her arm tingling numbly.
"Lovely lady, continue your attack!" Wang Yuan Jing’s foot lightly sprang off the ground, leaving a series of afterimages in the Void. His battle sword lunged forth once again, still targeting Wang Lingling’s chest.
"Phantom Movement Technique!" Wang Lingling, her face flushed with fury, executed her movement technique and swiftly darted to the side.
"What a pity!" Having missed his target, Wang Yuan Jing felt a tinge of regret, but his interest didn’t diminish in the slightest. Without pause, his Sword Qi, like a sudden torrential rainstorm, enveloped Wang Lingling’s upper body.
Faced with such ferocious attacks and her own inferior strength, Wang Lingling was powerless to retaliate. She could only defend passively and evade awkwardly.
"Bastard, he’s toying with Lingling!" Peng Shizhuang’s face turned ashen, his fists clenched, his eyes practically spitting fire.
The faces of Qin Wudao, Xiang Yu, Li Ru, and the others darkened. Anyone could see that Wang Yuan Jing was simply toying with Wang Lingling.
Battles between prodigies always carried strong political undertones! Wang Yuan Jing’s actions could be said to be grinding the Qin Dynasty’s national prestige under his heel!
SHLICK! The sound of fabric tearing. Wang Lingling’s clothes at her back were slashed by Sword Qi, revealing a large patch of her snow-white skin and drawing the gazes of many male Martial Artists.