A fashion queen

"Mo Yunting, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Bai Yumo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and said provocatively. His sharp eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing straight at Mo Yunting.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunting's eyes instantly turned icy cold, like a thousand-year-old ice, chilling to the bone. He flashed, and like a ghost, he moved in front of Bai Yumo. Then, with a flick of his arm, he struck Bai Yumo with lightning speed, delivering a fierce palm strike.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Bai Yumo didn't dare to be careless. He nimbly dodged to the side, skillfully avoiding the blow. At the same time, he raised his right foot and fiercely kicked Mo Yunting. The two sides exchanged blows, neither giving in, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of rounds had passed.

At this moment, Mo Yunting keenly spotted a flaw in Bai Yumo's stance. He seized the opportunity without hesitation, launching a powerful kick that landed squarely on Bai Yumo's body. The kick was so powerful that Bai Yumo couldn't resist, sending him flying backwards.

Bai Yumo fell heavily to the ground, spurting blood from his mouth. His face was as pale as paper, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"Young Master!" Seeing Bai Yumo injured and falling to the ground, his men were immediately panicked and rushed forward, trying to help him up.

However, Bai Yumo endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up. He covered his chest with his hands, stared at Mo Yunting fiercely, and roared with gritted teeth, "Go! No matter what, we must capture Mo Yunting alive today! Whoever can successfully capture him will be rewarded handsomely by this young master, a reward of five million!"

After receiving Bai Yumo's order, his men seemed to be infused with endless power, howling like hungry wolves as they pounced on Mo Yunting. Their faces were ferocious, their eyes filled with murderous intent and greed.

Facing this tide of enemies, Mo Yunting's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sneer of contempt. His figure flashed like a ghost, effortlessly dodging the siege. Then, he struck with lightning speed, each strike precise and ferocious, aiming for the enemy's vital points. In an instant, several enemies collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony.

Bai Yumo was secretly surprised when he saw this scene. He had never expected that Mo Yunting's skills would be so superb and that his carefully trained subordinates were simply vulnerable in front of him.

"A bunch of useless bastards!" Bai Yumo roared angrily, unable to contain his rage any longer, and leaped into the fray himself. Suddenly, the atmosphere on the field grew increasingly tense and intense, as Bai Yumo and Mo Yunting engaged in a thrilling, life-or-death contest. The two exchanged blows, neither yielding, and for a moment, it was difficult to determine who was superior.

But as time went on, Mo Yunting gradually gained the upper hand. His attacks grew fiercer, his moves more cunning and fiercer, leaving Bai Yumo exhausted and struggling. Finally, Mo Yunting seized a fleeting opportunity and delivered a powerful palm strike, piercing Bai Yumo's chest. With a loud bang, Bai Yumo flew backward like a kite with its string cut, falling heavily to the ground.

Bai Yumo's face was as pale as paper, blood gushing from his mouth, and his body was shaking violently. He was obviously seriously injured and no longer able to stand up and resist. Mo Yunting looked at Bai Yumo lying on the ground with a cold expression, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Hmph! How dare you dream of competing with me, and even bully my beloved? You are simply courting death!" Mo Yunting roared with rage, his face full of resentment, gritting his teeth.

"Mo Yunting, Mo Yunting, even if I lose to you today, so what? It's not just my sister and I who want to kill you. You guys who don't know how to live or die will sooner or later end up in a miserable situation, hahaha..." Bai Yumo's mouth was full of blood, but his face was still ferocious. He spat a mouthful of blood on the ground viciously, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.