Chu Mingyang was indeed angry.

He pinched two huge fists, his joints made a crisp sound, and the muscles on his upper body tensed: "Chu Liyue, you waste, dare you fight me?"

So what about the noble lady? Now it’s just a waste of both parents and both their cultivation has been lost!

Chu Mingyang had long wanted to press this beautiful and arrogant woman under her body and torture her hard.

Since five years ago, when he first saw the young lady who was surrounded by stars, he felt that blood was excited.

Especially when she glanced at herself with disgust and disdain, as if she had seen the dirtiest and most unbearable thing in the world, Chu Mingyang's heart would be beating wildly.

Now, he has been looking forward to countless days and nights and finally came.

"Fight? Are you worthy?" Chu Liyue handed the basket in her hand to Chu Qingxiu. She walked into the training ground empty-handed without even taking off her moon-white brocade robe.

Chu Qingxiu and Chu Gaoyi were nervous.

Although Chu Mingyang has a violent personality and a poor character, he is a cultivator after all, and he is good at melee combat. The lady has lost her cultivation and rarely trains her body. How can she be his opponent?

Moreover, how many opponents of Chu Mingyang survived? They either died on the spot or were seriously injured.

The two looked at each other, anxious, but they did not dare to openly question the lady's actions.

People who were practicing on the training ground were slowly gathering around.

Chu Mingyang just won the victory against two Chu family private soldiers and severely injured both private soldiers, causing everyone on the training ground to retreat to him, fearing that the next challenge he would be himself.

Now someone is fighting against Chu Mingyang? Is it actually a young lady?

The well-informed one began to whisper: "I heard that the young lady had an accident in the trial, the Xuanzhu had been destroyed, and her cultivation was completely lost."

In a word, as the children of the Chu family who grew up in a big family, they all understood the cause and effect of things.

No wonder Chu Mingyang dared to provoke the eldest lady.

It’s a pity that the eldest lady, how could she lose the Xuanzhu? Such things are rare in Xuanyuan Continent.

Chu Mingyang's eyes were scarlet and his expression was ferocious, revealing his white teeth full of mouth, as if he wanted to eat someone: "Whether to be worthy, the eldest lady will be able to experience it yourself soon."

He stretched out his thick tongue and licked his lips, his eyes as if they were actually on Chu Liyue's slender and white neck. If it were other girls, this kind of gaze would probably be enough to make her feel afraid and retreat.

Chu Liyue walked calmly to the opposite side of Chu Mingyang: "Since that's the case, you can take action."

Chu Mingyang was so angry that he laughed loudly: "Miss, do you think you are a genius of the seven-turn of Ningzhu? Let me tell you with my fist that without Xuanzhu, you are a waste!"

Before he could finish his words, Chu Mingyang had already kicked his feet hard, and his whole body rushed towards Chu Liyue like an arrow from Lifeng.

An extremely large bronze fist hit Chu Liyue's face.

But Chu Liyue stood there motionless.

It's over, is the eldest lady scared to death, or is there no time to react? Without the Xuanzhu, the mysterious power accumulated over the years has disappeared, and her body's reaction has been greatly reduced. Now it's a terrible thing.

Everyone was tense, and they were so soft that they even closed their eyes. They couldn't bear to see the scene where Chu Liyue's face was smashed and blood was flying.

Chu Mingyang showed a twisted smile on his face, and he could even imagine the touch of his fist hitting the still gorgeous and arrogant face.

The fist wind had already blown Chu Liyue's long hair, and when a few strands of black hair flew backwards, Chu Liyue took action.

She raised one of her right hand, her five fingers were like blooming orchids. Almost no one could see her movements clearly. She had already grasped Chu Mingyang's wrist.

The slender fingers were as white as jade, and they were gently placed on their thick and dark wrists, and they looked like they were not threatening.

But Chu Mingyang's attack stopped like this.

"So, waste is always waste, and licking anyone's feet will not help." Chu Liyue's voice was not loud, but in the quiet training ground due to shock, people could hear it very clearly.

Before Chu Mingyang could speak, Chu Liyue twisted and pushed, and Chu Mingyang's arm turned into a completely unreasonable shape. Large beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Chu Mingyang's forehead, and blue veins burst out high, but he still refused to scream.

"You take my punch too!" Chu Liyue shouted lightly, and his fair little fist smashed towards Chu Mingyang's face, his movements exactly the same as Chu Mingyang just now.

Chu Mingyang shouted violently, and the injury stimulated his courage. His other arm, which was not injured, suddenly waved and slammed Chu Liyue's fist hard.

Chu Liyue's fist was stopped one inch away from Chu Mingyang's face.

She turned her fist into a palm, her five fingers suddenly opened, and slapped Chu Mingyang on the face with a bang.
Chapter completed!