Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

"Come on, can't you put in more effort?" Lan Xinyu was so aggrieved that she was about to cry. It was not easy for her to find a decent opponent, but how could he be so cowardly! 'I want to beat someone up, but I also want to gain experience. Can't you show me some real strength to let me have fun?'

"How am I not putting in more effort? Do you think I am looking for a beating and I have nothing better to do? You're feeling wronged. I should be the one who should be feeling wronged cause I got beat up, okay?" Zhang Yuhong tried his best to stop the bleeding from his nose. He wanted to cry even more than Lan Xinyu.

He could not understand. In terms of True Qi, he was clearly stronger than the girl. He had even used a secret technique that was passed down from the sect,. So why was he unable to withstand her simple and direct whip technique? It should have been a simple whip technique but why couldn't he get past it?

Ling Chuxi shook her head and sighed. It looked like Lan Xinyu's training today would be ruined again.

In terms of strength, Zhang Yuhong was indeed stronger than Lan Xinyu, but the problem lay in his martial skills. Zhang Yuhong's swordsmanship was indeed passed down from Golden Pill Sect. If one looked at it as an outsider, it was indeed exquisite. However, the Su clan was one of the three branches of Golden Pill Sect, so when it came to exquisiteness, they were naturally far better than him.

Lan Xinyu had been with Su Xiu'er and the others for so long. They exchanged blows every day, thus she had long been familiar with this swordsmanship. Even with her eyes closed, she could find the flaws in his swordsmanship. It would be strange if he did not take a beating.

"Again!" Lan Xinyu shouted at Zhang Yuhong. After a few lashes, she had become bored. If this was considered experience, she might as well have a good time with Su Xiu'er.

"I'm done." Zhang Yuhong had lost all sense of elegance as he covered his face.

"Are you a man or not? If you are a man, then get up." Lan Xinyu cursed.

"I refuse!" Zhang Yuhong backed away resolutely. Again? If he didz, his face would be completely disfigured. How could a man be willing to be beaten up?

"If you don't, I'll beat you to death." Lan Xinyu threatened.

"Wouldn't that happen regardless?" Zhang Yuhong wasn't an idiot. Since he was going to die anyway, there was no need for him to go seek it on his own.

Lan Xinyu waited no longer and started to move towards him. But he did not remain idle either. He wiped away the blood and tears on his face, turned around, and hid in the middle of his lackeys without any shame. His face was already in such a state. He couldn't remain elegant no matter what he tried in such a state.

Before Zhang Yuhong could run a few more steps, Lan Xinyu's whip hit his back again. It hurt so much that his mouth was crooked.

Little White and Ling Chuxi had been sitting calmly in their seats. However, when Little White saw this scene, he could not hide the smile in his eyes. Little Red stuck his head out of Ling Chuxi's pocket and watched the scene in front of him with great interest. It was really lively and the fight was really enjoyable. Little Meatball was still sleeping with the insignia in his arms.

"Protect the young master! Protect the young master!" Someone realized that Zhang Yuhong was in a bad situation and shouted. Unfortunately, the lackeys could not even protect themselves thanks to Su Yanhua and the others's persistence. How could they care about him?

"Idiot, quickly call for help! Quickly!" Zhang Yuhong endured the pain and cursed.

"Oh, yes, yes, call for help." One of the lackeys woke up from his shock. As he struggled to block Su Xiu'er's sword, he took out a specially made silver whistle and blew out a piercing sound. None of them had expected that they would have their butts kicked today. Now, they could only call for help.. They had taken quite a painful beating.