"You are so anxious to die, do you really want me to do it?" Cheng Wanling asked again to confirm.
She was really reluctant to beat such a handsome man to death so quickly with her own hands.
"Can you hurry up? If you keep stalling, you won't even have time to cry when you lose." Peng Zhan said impatiently, wanting to experience the feeling of his little pink fist hitting his chest.
"Ah, why don't you have time to cry?" Cheng Wanling asked with confusion.
"If you keep dawdling, it will be daybreak. If you keep crying, people will see you." Peng Zhan said angrily.
"Okay, you mean I will lose? Look at the punch!"
Cheng Wanling was really angry, and her fist flew straight towards Peng Zhan's face.
When Peng Zhan saw her, he couldn't help but laugh. For a long time, he really almost thought she was a master. With this little strength, she was probably not as good as a strenuous masseur.
Seeing that the fist was coming, Peng Zhan didn't even want to hide.
But when Cheng Wanling's fist was less than half a foot away from his chest, his expression suddenly changed!
Cheng Wanling's light fist actually contained the power of wind and thunder!
If he tried to dodge again, it was already too late!
"boom!"
Cheng Wanling's fist lightly hit Peng Zhan's chest!
But Peng Zhan felt as if he had been hit hard by a huge blow, and his body flew up!
It flew dozens of meters before falling to the ground with a clatter!
After landing, he still slid on the grass for a certain distance. If he hadn't grabbed the roots of the tree, Peng Zhan wouldn't have known how far he would have slid.
His internal organs were tumbling, and a rush of hot blood rushed straight into his throat. Just when Peng Zhang was about to open his mouth to spit out the congestion, he found Cheng Wanling floating over, staring at him with contemptuous eyes.
To save face, Peng Zhan had no choice but to forcefully swallow the mouthful of blood and bounce up from the ground pretending to be cool.
"Why didn't you hide just now?" Cheng Wanling looked at Peng Zhan with some confusion and asked.
"As a man, shouldn't I let you make a move?" Peng Zhan said pretending to be relaxed.
"Did you let me do it just now?" Cheng Wanling asked suspiciously.
"Of course, otherwise I can't dodge your punch so slowly?" Peng Zhan said again in a disdainful tone.
In order to prove that he let her do it on purpose, Peng Zhan deliberately moved twice quickly to show off his physical skills.
"Well, my body skills are not particularly bad. I should be able to dodge the punch just now."
Cheng Wanling actually believed that Peng Zhan had deliberately let her hit him just now.
Then she smiled at Peng Zhan.
"Senior sisters all say that the more handsome a man is, the more likely he is to deceive others. I didn't expect you to be good-looking and a nice person."
"Since you also think I'm good, there's no need to kill me anymore." Peng Zhan said quickly.
"This doesn't work. Whether you are good or not has nothing to do with whether you deserve to die or not. Master thinks you deserve to die. It doesn't matter how good you are. Otherwise, you should commit suicide. You are so handsome, I can't bear to beat you to death."
"..." Peng Zhan was speechless again. This Cheng Wanling, looks like a face-controller!
It's a pity that she is here to kill her enemy!
"Watch the move!" Since there was no way for Cheng Wanling to let her escape, Peng Zhan decided to strike first.
He knew that his martial arts skills were not as good as Cheng Wanling's, so he wanted to capture her with a sneak attack.
The distance was close, and the blow was with full force. Peng Zhan was still worried about whether Cheng Wanling would be severely disabled.
If Cheng Wanling is hit so hard that she can no longer take care of herself, I will support her for the rest of her life.
With just a cry of surprise, Cheng Wanling disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a string of afterimages in the air!
This speed has exceeded Peng Zhan's cognition.
"Wow, it's so scary. Senior sister is right. You are indeed not a good person. You actually attacked me." Cheng Wanling patted her chest with her hand and said in shock.
At such a close distance, the sneak attack actually missed, and Peng Zhan couldn't help but blush.
"This is a tactic, how can it be called a sneak attack? Going all out is the greatest respect for the opponent, do you understand?" Peng Zhan explained seriously.
"Really? So, I was very disrespectful to you with that punch just now." Cheng Wanling said very seriously.
Peng Zhan suddenly felt like he had shot himself in the foot.
