Li Shu has such a good daughter!
This was the first thought in the generals' minds, but immediately after, they sighed again: what a pity she isn't a man, otherwise with her martial arts skills, why worry about the family business not flourishing and lacking a successor.
For a moment, everyone didn't know whether to envy Li Shu or pity him.
Feng Wuyun scrambled up in a rather sorry state, his shock no less than anyone else's. Others might just be watching the spectacle, but for him, that fall had truly happened.
How could such a small, frail girl possess such immense strength, to have so easily thrown him aside?
His bones ached fiercely, as if reminding him that this was no dream, but reality.
"You..." Feng Wuyun clutched his chest and retorted, "Did you take some kind of power-boosting elixir, or how could you be so formidable?"
He knew Li Man'er was a physician, and her medical skills seemed quite good.
"Hmph, it's not that I'm powerful, it's that you're too weak," Li Man'er said. "If General Feng wants to play dirty, just say so. Why resort to such slanderous words? I was ordered by General Luo to discuss military affairs with you generals. Beforehand, I absolutely did not expect that a general would be so petty and narrow-minded."
Furious, Feng Wuyun yelled, "Give me your life!" Disregarding his pain, he lunged at Li Man'er again.
However, this time, Feng Wuyun should have been renamed Feng Wuchi (shameless). He didn't use his fists, but a set of claw techniques. His claws specifically targeted vulnerable areas.
In duels and spars, such underhanded tactics were rare. Even if he didn't succeed in hitting her, his movements alone were unbearable. If a girl were to be struck there, how could she possibly live a normal life?
Jia Er, seeing Feng Wuyun resorting to foul play, cursed angrily, "Feng, you have no shame!"
Although those around said nothing, their expressions clearly showed their disapproval of his actions; it was too despicable.
Li Nian's face darkened, as if he were about to kill someone.
Li Man'er, of course, saw through Feng's malicious intentions. However, she was no innocent lamb. Since he was willing to stoop to such low tactics, he shouldn't blame her for not playing by the rules.
Li Man'er spotted a wooden pole in the corner and immediately leaped over, grabbing it in her hand.
"Since General Feng has no shame, then let's not pretend to be human anymore! Let me let you taste my 'Dog Beating Staff' technique."
The staff in Li Man'er's hand looked as if it had been pulled from a pile of firewood – long and straight, perfect for beating dogs. Her moves were sharp. Though it was just an ordinary stick, in her hands, it seemed to possess a spirit, flashing up and down, striking precisely where she intended.
Li Man'er's movements were too fast. One moment she was striking Feng Wuyun's arm, and the next, she suddenly thrust towards his ribs.
Feng Wuyun cried out in alarm. After a slight dodge, just as he was about to snatch the staff from Li Man'er's grasp, his lower stance was exposed. Li Man'er seized the opportunity, raising her leg and powerfully kicking towards Feng Wuyun's groin.
With a single kick, Feng Wuyun lost all fighting ability. His face turned ashen, and he clutched the wounded area with both hands, collapsing to the ground with a thud, unable to get up for a long time.
"Hiss..."
"Hiss~"
Gasps of shock rippled through the crowd. Even Jia Er was speechless this time. Li Nian lowered his head slightly, covering his face with his hand. He had worried that Li Man'er would be bullied, but it seemed his worries were a little excessive. His niece seemed to have no concept of fear, utterly unaware of how to write the word.
"Are you still going to fight?" Li Man'er twirled the staff in her hand a couple of times. "Besides the 'Dog Beating Staff' technique, I also have the 'Donkey Piercing Swordplay'."
Jia Er chuckled helplessly, "The name alone suggests it wasn't conceived by a proper person."
Li Man'er heartily agreed. Yang Gaizhi from Jin Daxia's works was someone who didn't like to be constrained by rules, and could be considered somewhat improper.
Ahem, off track.
After a while, Feng Wuyun finally looked up. Sweat beaded on his forehead. Trembling, he extended his hand, pointing at Li Man'er, and gritted his teeth, "You, you venomous shrew."
"I am still an unmarried young lady, not yet married! Calling me a shrew is a bit of a stretch. However, General Feng's claw technique just now was rather unsavory. Calling you an old shameless man should be acceptable, shouldn't it? It's only fair, don't you think?"
"Cough..." Jia Er almost choked on his own saliva. He seemed to want to laugh, but feared offending someone if he did, so he used a cough to diffuse the awkwardness.
It was difficult for him; his plump face turned as red as if he had a fever.
The others were not much better off.
"You, you..." Feng Wuyun was in pain and angry, almost unable to speak.
"Enough!" Luo Sheng had appeared at the side at some point, having clearly witnessed everything. He first glared at Feng Wuyun, then plastered a smile back on his face. "Miss Li, how about we call it a day, shall we?"
Li Man'er genuinely wanted to ask him, "Who do you think you are?"
However, the greater cause was at stake, and she wouldn't let minor issues delay the grand plan.
"Then General Luo, you're saying I won? Can you make this old shameless man admit defeat?"
Luo Sheng listened to this and felt awkward. He said, "General Feng is injured, perhaps..."
"If one's skills are inferior, one should step down and yield. Besides, General, you are a witness. Impartiality is the least we can expect, right?"
By now, someone had stepped forward to help Feng Wuyun up. The two of them stared intently at Li Man'er as if they could devour her.
Li Man'er remained unfazed and said boldly, "What? Your general lost and you don't want him to admit it? Then if I had lost today, would your general have let me off the hook?"
Naturally not, this was something everyone understood.
"So, seeing me as a weak woman, you wanted to bully and humiliate me?"
Weak woman?
Everyone truly wanted to ask, do you have a misunderstanding of the word "weak"?
Feng Wuyun reached into his robes and took out a token.
"General, no!"
"General!"
Feng Wuyun's eyes were red. With great difficulty, he said, "Give it to her."
A person beside him, looking dejected, took the token and handed it to Li Man'er.
Feng Wuyun's head was covered in sweat. The pain had not subsided, and he now lacked the strength to even speak. He truly did not want to continue arguing with Li Man'er. Moreover, under everyone's gaze, he had lost all face and dignity. He was unwilling to stay any longer.
"From today onwards, the Iron Blood Camp is under your command." With that, Feng Wuyun had himself carried away.
Luo Sheng sighed helplessly, "With the enemy at our gates, it's still..."
Li Man'er flipped through the token in her hand and said, "It's fine. To resist the enemy, his presence or absence makes little difference."
This was truly...
Arrogant!