Chapter Twenty Seven
"Miss Ouyang, I have something to ask you. As a host, you will not refuse the guest's request." Athena invited Murong Rong to the Taekwondo room, wearing a blue Taekwondo uniform.
, with a black belt tied around his waist and a white Taoist uniform in his hand.
Athena threw the white one to Murong Rong and motioned for her to put it on.
Murong Rong was terrified, "You want to fight with me?"
Athena stretched out an index finger and shook it, "It's not a fight, it's a discussion."
"I won't……"
"No?" Athena sneered, "You don't want to be rewarded, right? What kind of vision does Yinzai have? He married such a petty wife, no wonder he had to take her out to meet people!"
Murong Rong's face turned pale and red. Was she really so embarrassed that Yinzai didn't take her anywhere?
"Just fight, who's afraid of whom?" He took the Taoist uniform, went to the locker room to change into it, and casually took a white belt and tied it around his waist.
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated, so why not just fight? Whoever is afraid will be the one to do it.
Athena saw Murong Rongjian's leucorrhea, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips: "Today we are just competing, no matter who wins or loses, we are not allowed to mention it to the second person."
"Why?" Murong Rong didn't understand. Athena secretly invited her here and she couldn't let anyone know what she was doing.
Athena sneered: "Don't you think you want to complain to Yinzai after losing? Besides chewing your tongue, what else can you do?"
"If you don't tell me, don't tell me. If you don't want to fight me, just come here!" Murong Rong was extremely angry. She knew nothing and was very hopeless, but whose tongue had she chewed?
Athena's cold eyes fell on the red mark on Murong Rong's neck, which became even colder, "I will give you a move, but you make the first move."
Just take action! Murong Rong walked up to Athena, stretched out a hand, and grabbed Athena.
Athena dodged slightly and then kicked Murong Rong in the waist with a side kick.
Before Murong Rong could react to what was going on, she was kicked to the ground by Athena. She felt a burning pain in her waist and her internal organs were reeling. It was so painful for her.
"Get up! Why are you pretending to be dead!" Athena walked in front of Murong Rong and looked down at Murong Rong.
Murong endured the pain and just got up when Athena kicked her forward again, knocking Murong Rong to the ground.
Fortunately, the floor was covered with rubber boards, so the pain from falling was not very painful, far less than the pain from Athena's kick on her body.
The door opened slowly, and a young man in a white shirt walked in slowly.
His eyes were like bright stars, his face was like warm jade, and he seemed to be coming gracefully.
Athena took the lead and shouted to Jiang Yifan: "Master Yifan, you came just in time to help us be a referee."
Seeing Murong Rong lying in embarrassment on the ground, Jiang Yifan frowned slightly, like the wind blowing across the lake, leaving traces of water.
"She doesn't seem to know martial arts, so why do you bully her?"
The sound is like Beethoven's fingers sliding across the keys, sliding out a string of beautiful musical notes.
Athena smiled and said: "Master Yifan, she is your cousin-in-law. Don't you know her origin? It is said that she has practiced Taekwondo to the tenth degree as a black belt. I have never seen a tenth degree master in Taekwondo.
It’s a good time to learn some lessons today.”
Jiang Yifan looked at Murong Rong with slightly worried eyes, filled with concerned questions.
Murong Rong got up from the ground and stood fearlessly in front of Athena. If she wanted to be beaten, he could hit her. At worst, he would be beaten to death by her, but if he wanted to insult her, he would not do it.
"Look carefully!" Athena rotated 180 degrees, brought up a whirlwind with her right leg, and whipped Murong Rong hard on the chest.
Murong Rong only spun around for a while, then fell to the ground. Stars were shining in front of his eyes. He lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.
"Get up!" Athena looked at Murong Rong coldly.
Jiang Yifan's gentle voice sounded, "That's enough, my cousin really doesn't seem to be good at martial arts..."
"Master Yifan, don't you know? She is a gangster lady, her shooting skills are top-notch, and her boxing and kicking skills are even better. Even ten men wouldn't be able to get close to her."
Jiang Yifan thought about it, there were indeed such rumors, but the woman in front of him was delicate and weak. Is it possible?
Athena squatted in front of Murong Rong and sarcastically said in the voice that Murong Rong heard: "You can't do this, you can't do that. How can you communicate with people in the upper class? If you have the nerve to be his wife, I will do it for you.
Chapter completed!