Yan Ziming then put his hands behind his head, turned his head to look out the window, and said as if deep in thought:

"However... you're right. Some things, no matter how simple or obvious, will never be understood unless the person in question says it. A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea!"

Come to think of it, that guy was like that during the first Civilization Cup.

He insisted on a showdown with her, but she refused to tell him why. In the end, he found out that she had a mental problem.

At that moment, Yan Ziming thought, "Honestly, if I had just said so earlier, would I have needed to go through all that trouble? I would have just agreed!"

Now it seems that this wretched woman hasn't learned anything from her experience, and she's still not frank at all.

"Well, sometimes, even things that are easy to talk about can become difficult to say, right?"

Tian Tian rested her chin on her hands and swung her legs back and forth. Yan Ziming stood up abruptly. "Hmph! Then I'll stick to my old strategy and beat her until she confesses! If Qianxue asks, just say I went to take care of some business."

"Huh? Shall we go now?"

"Finish today's work today!"

Yan Ziming moved with lightning speed and decisive action, disappearing in a flash.

Tian Tian couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of Master Mo, he's still as domineering as ever."

Just then, the door opened, and it was Mo Xin. She looked around but couldn't see Yan Ziming. Tian Tian answered proactively:

"She's going to commit domestic violence."

"?!"

......................

A gust of wind and thunder struck Yan Zimo's balcony.

"Ah, it's still there after all. Don't you have the courage to go and check it out yourself?"

Yan Ziming strode closer, grabbing Mu Mu by the collar like a middle school thug about to beat someone up, and shoving her against the wall. He asked provocatively with an unfriendly expression, "Do you want to fight?"

“…Come on.” Mu Mu replied grimly, Yan Ziming’s almond-shaped eyes widened, his pupils contracted—

boom!

Yan Ziming punched Mu Mu in the left cheek without holding back, knocking Mu Mu's body off balance and leaving a red fist mark on her fair face.

Mu Mu was stunned in disbelief for a moment, then anger welled up inside her, "You actually dared to do it—!"

She angrily retaliated, and Yan Ziming took a solid slap, followed by a cold punch to her abdomen.

"Ugh—!" This blow seemed to make her vomit up her stomach acid. Mu Mu endured the pain and threw herself onto Yan Ziming.

Two powerful beings at the Void Realm, possessing unparalleled strength throughout the world, were actually wrestling like two shrewish women, pulling hair, scratching faces, and even groping each other's genitals, resorting to all sorts of extreme measures.

48. Women fighting can destroy the world.

dong dong dong dong!

Yan Ziming's punch missed its mark and landed on the wall. The concrete wall immediately developed a dented, cracked fist mark, a meter in diameter. It was terrifying; if it had hit an ordinary person, their body would have shattered like a watermelon.

Mu Mu had already taken dozens of punches like that.

Even now, Mu Mu's body only has some bruising.

In addition, the house was already a mess. Mu Mu swung a wooden table weighing several hundred kilograms as a sledgehammer, creating a gust of wind. Yan Ziming dodged, and the wooden table instantly smashed through the floor and went straight down, smashing through the floor of three floors!

The poor downstairs resident huddled in a corner, trembling, thinking that a mutated species had broken in and caused the commotion.

However, the sounds coming from the two people fighting upstairs were clearly those of two women, and it was these two women who caused the earthquake tremors in the building.

Good heavens! What kind of monster is that upstairs?!

It must be said that high-level ability users, especially those at the ninth level, possess physical abilities that are truly incomprehensible.

With their physical abilities alone, they could easily be superhumans in peacetime.

"You bastard, were you trying to kill me just now?!"

Yan Ziming would grab whatever was at hand and throw it around. She could even make a soft needle explode when she threw it. However, the fabric couldn't withstand such a strong force and it shattered into a shower of down feathers in mid-air.

"Hmm!"

Yan Ziming seized the opportunity and jumped behind Mu Mu, locking her throat in his hand, and the situation was temporarily deadlocked.

Mu Mu's attack methods are very simple: grabbing, scratching, and scooping, which are typical fighting techniques used by women. Yan Ziming's attacks are more straightforward, with each punch landing hard, or grappling techniques.

But as the saying goes, even a novice can defeat a master with a flurry of punches. Faced with Mu Mu's shameless tactic of grabbing his hair, Yan Ziming was forced into a disadvantageous position.

She grabbed Yan Ziming's hair and pulled hard, while scratching his face with her other hand. Yan Ziming had to jump away, stop the chokehold, and then pounce on him again.

"Hey! You! Stop pulling my hair and stop scratching my face!"

"I'll scratch you to death! I'll scratch you to death! I'll scratch you to death!"

"Then don't blame me for being impolite, Rising Dragon Strike of Mount Lu!"

Yan Ziming delivered a powerful knee strike to Mu Mu's abdomen, creating a shockwave that seemed to erupt from her back, causing her to arch her back like a shrimp. He then followed up with a headbutt, knocking Mu Mu to the ground where she began to gag.

Damn it! This is some kind of fake Lushan Rising Dragon Fist! It's clearly a knee strike!

At this moment, Yan Ziming's face had many red scratches, but they disappeared after a few seconds, and he was as if nothing had happened.

"Ha...ha...ha...ha...ha..."

Yan Ziming, panting heavily, looked at Mu Mu, who was rolling on the ground and gagging, and felt a little soft-hearted. He squatted down and wanted to touch her face.

Unexpectedly, Mu Mu suddenly flipped over and charged at Yan Ziming with tremendous force. Caught off guard, Yan Ziming was thrown off the ground, and the two crashed through the balcony glass and fell over the railing.

At this time, the outside was filled with people who thought there had been an earthquake or explosion and had evacuated. Even fire trucks were already at the door.

Another loud bang was heard from above, followed by a shower of glass shards. Two people fell from the glass, and the crowd erupted in a commotion.

This is on the 26th floor!

Boom!

The two fell straight onto a grassy field. The sound of the heavy object hitting the ground was like an explosion. Soil splashed more than ten meters into the air, and the surrounding soil cracked and bulged upwards in chunks.

"Waaaaaah!" Mo Xin and Tian Tian, ​​who had squeezed out of the crowd, were terrified when they saw this scene.

Are they both alright?

It was called domestic violence, but it really was? And it was so intense, was it a life-or-death revenge killing?

In the pit

Mu Mu held Yan Ziming underneath her and spat out a mouthful of blood, which stuck to Yan Ziming's collar.

Originally, Yan Ziming should have been underneath, but she forcibly twisted herself halfway through, enduring the enormous impact. She felt like her bones were falling apart, and her whole body ached.

By this time, both sides had calmed down. Yan Ziming sat up, perched on Mu Mu's waist, and looked at her, "Have you had enough?"

"It wasn't...you who...attacked first..." Mu Mu said, choking back tears as she endured the pain. How could she still refuse to admit defeat at a time like this?

"You idiot! Why don't you just let me do it?" Yan Ziming said bluntly, but gently placed his hand on her face.

This guy is probably bleeding internally, right?

Mu Mu was a genuine flesh and blood body, and even with her strong physique, enduring such a great force was quite a strain. However, for her, this was only considered a minor injury.

Yan Ziming stared blankly at her face, then forcibly lifted the corner of her mouth with his hand. "That's more like it. This is Mu Mu. Stop giving me that deadpan look all the time."

"...So you hit me?"

"correct."

"Damn it! My parents have never hit me!"

Mu Mu angrily pushed her aside, and then the two of them laughed happily like children who had made up after a fight.

Only then did the firefighters who arrived at the scene snap out of their daze, and the captain commanded, "Quick, go and rescue them!"

The firefighters rushed to the scene, but no one expected that someone would jump from the building; they were completely unprepared.

Now we can only try anything, even if it's a desperate situation. We can save as many as we can. Although falling from the 26th floor is 100% certain death, there is still a chance of survival if someone is placed under the fall.

However, when they reached the pit and looked down, there was no one in sight, but there was a clear human imprint, and the most important person was Hong Fei Mingming.

Meanwhile, Yan Ziming had already arrived at Tiantian's house through Mu Mu's teleportation.

"Ah, come back... Ah! What happened to you all?!"

Xiao Ze opened the door and saw Yan Ziming and Mu Mu covered in dirt and mud, and instinctively gasped in surprise.

"Haha...it's a long story..." After Yan Ziming gave a brief explanation, Xiao Ze couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Are you two wild kids fighting in the mud?

childish!

At this moment, Mu Mu coughed lightly, "Ahem, where's my good disciple? Is he asleep?"

"No, it seems like they've been waiting for someone," Ozawa said meaningfully, his gaze drifting towards a door.

Mu Mu walked over quickly, opened the door, and saw Ye Qianxue struggling to get out of bed.

"Master Sister!" Ye Qianxue exclaimed in surprise, but Mu Mu shouted, "Lie back down!"

"Woo..."

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