Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

Soon, Yang Xining was scheduled for the second game.

"Look, the god named Versailles is here."

"Her opponent, I heard, is an old gentleman fighter."

"He is a gentleman. This old scoundrel is very sinister and is very good at finding other people's weaknesses."

Yan Hui's fingers kept moving across the phone screen.

"Tianlin, I found him. This gentleman is quite famous on the fighting website in Beijing."

Lu Tianlin clenched his fists and said viciously: "I don't care about this. If he dares to hurt Brother Ning, I will never forgive him."

Yang Xining stood on the stage, without a single wave of emotion in his heart.

This time her opponent was a middle-aged man nicknamed Gentleman.

Although the gentleman was not as sturdy as the previous one, there was a sharp light in his eyes, and he was obviously an experienced fighter.

The gentleman walked up to Yang Xining, smiled slightly, and said, "Boy, you are lucky. I heard that you defeated the tough guy in three minutes. But it's a pity that you met me."

Yang Xining did not answer, but just looked at him indifferently, waiting for the game to begin.

"Beep——" the referee blew the whistle and the game started again.

The gentleman did not launch a direct attack like the tough guy before, but slowly walked around Yang Xining, trying to find her weakness.

However, Yang Xining's skills were like a ghost, with no blind spots.

Therefore, the gentleman began to choose to attack from tricky angles.

After more than a dozen rounds, he finally found the opponent's weakness.

"found it!"

He attacked his opponent's weakness with great joy.

However, what he didn't know was that this was just a trap set deliberately by Yang Xining.

Just as the gentleman was about to launch a fatal blow, Yang Xining suddenly turned in the air, grabbed his arms with both hands, pulled them down hard, and at the same time slammed his knee into his abdomen.

The gentleman screamed, holding his abdomen in unbearable pain, and fell to the ground.

"Ten, nine, eight... one"

The referee counted down ten seconds, but the gentleman did not stand up.

"It is the God of Versailles who wins."

There was another burst of exclamations and whistles from the audience.

"Uh... so fast!"

"The gentleman was defeated by the brat with just one move."

“She’s so amazing.”

Yang Xining walked off the stage.

"Brother Ning, you are awesome!" Lu Tianlin and Yan Hui came up and shouted excitedly.

Yang Xining smiled and said, "It's just a small case."

Come on, she was a world fighting champion in her previous life.

Coming here to compete, I feel a bit like "bullying the weak."

However, she had no other choice now. She had to use her own hands to earn enough money to find her father and rebuild the Yang Family Martial Arts School.

At this time, above the ring, about three floors high, there is a VIP viewing room.

There was a man wearing a half-mask, looking silently through the glass window at Yang Xining, who was wearing a Monkey King mask, below the stage.

"I didn't expect that I would meet such an amazing person just by visiting the capital."

The person next to him reminded him softly: "Yan, that person named the God of Versailles, could it be that she is deliberately targeting you? Could she be that person?"

The man called "Yan" had a sharp light flashing in his eyes. "Impossible. Although her skills and reaction speed are very similar to the person I remember, her figure is a little thinner and her movements are not as flexible as that person's."

The person next to him hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Yan, if she wins one more game tomorrow, she will be able to enter the finals."

Yan frowned slightly, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "If that's true, it's quite interesting. However, the ticket to the Ningshi finals is not so easy to get."

……

In order to celebrate Yang Xining's consecutive victories in fighting competitions, Lu Tianlin suggested going to the bar to celebrate.

The bar was brightly lit and the music was blaring.

The three of them found a corner and sat down.

"Brother Ning," Lu Tianlin sighed, "Watching you compete, I seem to have regained my passion for learning martial arts."

"Yes, I want to review it too." Yan Hui nodded.

Ever since Brother Xining died in a car accident five years ago, no one knows what happened to his four brothers, their relationship broke down, and they went their separate ways.

As a result, they no longer have the mood to learn fighting.

"Then let's start over again." Yang Xining responded indifferently.

She picked up the beer in front of her, took a sip, and couldn't help spitting it out the next second: "Fuck, what kind of beer is this? Why is it so strong?"

This caused Lu Tianlin and Yan Hui to laugh secretly.

Brother Xining is still the same.

At this moment, a man's cursing voice was heard.

"You stinky bitch, I respect you by drinking with me."

The sound was particularly harsh in the bar and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Not far away, I saw a fat man trying to strike up a conversation with a woman in black who was dressed very coolly.

The woman in black didn't care and just kept drinking.

The fat man became angry and picked up the wine bottle beside him, ready to smash it on the woman's head.

But the woman dodged it by turning her face sideways.

When the fat man saw that his attack missed, he became even more furious and started shouting and cursing loudly.

Most of the guests around chose to watch the show, and no one stepped forward to help the woman.

After all, things like this happen in bars from time to time, and they are used to it.

Seeing that the people around him were just watching, the man quickly regained his arrogance and raised the bottle again, ready to attack the woman.

At this moment, the woman suddenly made a move. Her movements were swift and accurate. She snatched the bottle from the man's hand, smashed his head, and then stabbed the back of his hand.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Suddenly, the man's head was bleeding and he was crying and howling in pain.

The wine bottle in the woman's hand had shattered, and the fragments had pierced deeply into the back of the fat man's hand, causing blood to flow.

The music in the bar seemed to stop at this moment, and everyone looked at this scene in shock.

Yang Xining, Lu Tianlin and Yan Hui were no exception. Their eyes were all focused on the woman in black.

The woman in black took out the broken bottle that was stuck in the fat man's hand, put it against his throat, and said coldly: "If you dare to do that again, I will make you speechless forever."

The fat man turned pale with fright, nodded repeatedly and apologized repeatedly.

The woman in black then let go of him and turned back to her seat.

"roll!"

The fat man crawled out of the bar in a panic.

"Brother Ning, look at that woman, she is very skilled." Lu Tianlin exclaimed.

"Indeed, her movements are very smooth and her strength is well controlled." Yang Xining nodded, his eyes full of admiration.

However, she always felt that this woman looked familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.