Heroine Saves A Gentleman

Meng Zhongtian hollered out loud and moved his legs to the side, attempting to trip over his opponent.

Yet, he was shocked when he felt numbness on his knee and his legs weakening.

Thankfully, he spent many years training the lower half of his body, so his stance was extremely solid and firm. Although he stumbled a few steps, he didn’t fall down, hurriedly jumping out of the ring.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was also shocked. She had hit two pressure points with her moves, taught by Wu Daoquan; whenever she had done this to her opponent, they would always fall down and it never failed. She clearly had hit his pressure points, but he hadn’t fallen.

Therefore, she stopped treating this casually.

Meng Zhongtian felt the sight in front of him turning blurry and then the small figure disappeared suddenly. He looked around for the man when he suddenly felt his collar and belt tightening. In that moment, his world was spinning and he was lifted up.

Everyone heard Zhou Xiaoxiao hollering in a clear voice and then she carried the iron-tower like Meng Zhongtian over her head, tossing him far in the distance.

While Meng Zhongtian was in the air, he knew this was his end. The moment he slammed against the ground, it would be a painful blow and he wouldn’t be able to get up.

Who knew that when he was about to land, he felt the force softening and it didn’t hurt as much when he fell.

He knew that his opponent didn’t use his entire force, so he felt ashamed and humiliated. His face turned red and he climbed up, saying, “Brother Zhou has great moves. You are very admirable, very admirable.”

They heard cheers around them.

The soldiers in the military respected people with capabilities.

Zhou Xiaoxiao sincerely won with her own skills and obtained everyone’s favorable impression; they stopped just supporting for Meng Zhongtian.

Someone came out of the crowd and said, “I am Zhang Rongan and I would like to spar with brother Zhou as well.”

That person held a rifle and played with it first, saying, “As soldiers, we need to depend on our weapons. Not sure what brother Zhou is used to using.”

When Zhou Xiaoxiao saw the man using a rifle like her, her heart itched and asked for her silver gun.

Yu Xingzhi stopped the two and took off the gun head, wrapping it with cloth which was covered in lime.

The winner would be the one who has less lime on their body.

Then, Yu Xingzhi was comforted with letting Zhou Xiaoxiao spar.

At this moment, amidst the rolling red dust, two dragons emerge to steal a pearl. It was a spectacular sight.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was incredibly swift and after numerous rounds, there was still no lime on her. Everyone was convinced by her.

While they were returning to camp, Meng Zhongtian hooked an arm around Zhou Xiaoxiao’s shoulders, calling him his brother.

Guo Suren was on the side, anxiously giving him a look as if Meng Zhongtian was about to die.

Meng Zhongtian glared at him and said, “Guo, what are you doing? Why are you glaring at me like that? You’re not my true friend, are you? You must’ve knew about brother Zhou’s extraordinary skills, but you purposefully didn’t tell me, watching me lose my face in front of all my brothers.”

Guo Suren covered his face and said nothing.

He thought: you fool. Don’t blame this brother for not reminding you, but quickly take your hands off her shoulders. Don’t you see how Marquis’s face is as dark as the bottom of the pot?

When it was getting late, inside Yu Xingzhi’s tent, Zhou Xiaoxiao and him slept in separate beds.

When Zhou Xiaoxiao was done washing her face, she went to tidy up her bed only to see Yu Xingzhi who was wearing a body of white sitting by her head and saying, “Xiaoxiao, you haven’t sparred with me in a while. Let’s spar a round.”

Zhou Xiaoxiao was curious and said, “Now? Spar what?”

Yu Xingzhi said unnaturally, “Anything. We can even wrestle.”

Zhou Xiaoxiao rolled into his arms and said, “Brother Xingzhi, in order to be with you everyday, I used all my skills and finally maintained a steady position in this military camp. In addition, I won’t be driven away by Cheng Shizhao, that bastard anymore.”

She wrapped her arms around Yu Xingzhi’s waist and rubbed her head against him.

“I’m so tired. My waist is sore and my back hurts. How about we see who’s better at massaging. Why don’t you massage me first? Ok?”

Therefore, Yu Xingzhi tossed the feeling of jealousy to somewhere over the rainbow and willingly started to massage his Lady.