Lessons

Hearing Mo Li, Big Beard turned his head, glared at him, and shouted, "Calm down? The Princess has become like this, so how can you expect me to stay calm? If anything happens to the Princess, I won't be able to go on living!"

"Then what use is it for you to scream hysterically here? While you're going crazy, she might be gradually edging closer to death!" Mo Li was getting anxious too. He forcefully pressed down on Big Beard's wrist with his right hand, then shouted angrily.

Big Beard was an extremely burly man. His upper arms were almost as thick as Mo Li's waist. In theory, he should have been far stronger than Mo Li, but to his disbelief, Mo Li had pushed down both his hands—the ones holding Wei Dengke up—using just one hand, and it seemed he had barely exerted any strength.

What Mo Li said was indeed true. There was no point in him going hysterical here. On top of that, Mo Li's displayed strength had intimidated him, so the man released his grip on Wei Dengke's neck.

After being released, Wei Dengke clutched his throat and coughed violently. He had been lifted by the neck. Although he was not particularly burly, he still weighed around seventy or seventy-five kilograms. His neck had been supporting both his own weight and the force of gravity, and had nearly snapped. If Mo Li had not intervened in time, Wei Dengke might really have been strangled to death.

It took Wei Dengke a long while to stop coughing. Then he raised a finger at Big Beard and roared, "Are you out of your damn mind? It wasn't me who caused this girl to become like this, so why are you taking it out on me?"

"Enough nonsense! Hurry up and think of a way to save the Princess. Otherwise, if anything really happens to her, I'll have all of you buried with her!" Big Beard had regained his composure, but his aura had become even colder.

"That depends on whether you have the ability to do so." Just as Big Beard finished speaking, Zhong Lichun's voice suddenly came from behind them. Hearing it, the Mo Li Trio all turned their heads and saw that Zhong Lichun had already sat up, staring at Big Beard with an icy gaze.

In fact, Zhong Lichun had already been awake for some time. However, everyone's attention had been focused on the girl, so no one had noticed her waking. She had also witnessed Big Beard nearly strangling Wei Dengke just now. If Mo Li had not acted first, Zhong Lichun might well have delivered Big Beard a fatal blow.

Big Beard's attitude did not change much toward the beautiful girl, who was wearing only close-fitting clothes. He merely said coldly, "Whether I have the ability isn't for you to decide."

"Oh? Then I'd like to see exactly what ability you have to make the three of us join her in the grave!" Zhong Lichun had the temperament of a powder keg. Otherwise, Wei Dengke would never have given her the nickname Tomboy. After hearing Big Beard's words, a mocking smile appeared on her face. She then climbed to her feet and walked straight toward him.

When Mo Li saw that Zhong Lichun was about to fight Big Beard, he hurriedly moved to stop her. However, Wei Dengke suddenly grabbed Mo Li's arm and shook his head, saying in a low voice, "Don't interfere. We came to rescue them. If they refuse to follow orders, they'll only cause trouble later. It's fine to teach him a lesson here."

Since Wei Dengke had said that, Mo Li naturally could not go over and stop them. He could only stand where he was and watch. Wei Dengke, meanwhile, seemed completely unconcerned about Zhong Lichun's safety. He turned around, crouched beside the girl, and began examining her condition.

Seeing Zhong Lichun approach, Big Beard frowned and then said, "I don't hit women."

"You're only saying that because you're afraid you can't beat me, right? You look so big and burly, but who would have thought you'd be as timid as a woman?" Zhong Lichun actually wore a mocking expression after hearing Big Beard's words, then continued to taunt him.

"Who are you calling a woman?" Zhong Lichun's words clearly enraged Big Beard completely. After letting out a roar, he suddenly stepped forward and reached for her shoulder.

When Zhong Lichun saw that Big Beard was not throwing a punch but reaching for her shoulder, she knew he was still holding back because she was a woman and was too embarrassed to use his full strength. It seemed she would have to provoke him a little more so he would stop looking down on her.

Just as Big Beard's hand was about to seize Zhong Lichun's shoulder, she suddenly accelerated and took a large step forward. Her sudden burst of speed caused Big Beard's hand to grab empty air, while Zhong Lichun had already slipped into his embrace.

Without giving Big Beard any chance to react, Zhong Lichun quickly pivoted her body, seized his arm with her right hand, and drove her left elbow into his stomach.

After taking the blow, Big Beard let out a muffled grunt and instinctively bent forward. Zhong Lichun seized the opportunity and threw him over her shoulder, sending the man—who was at least twice her size—flying.

Big Beard crashed heavily onto his back. His eyes were filled with disbelief. He could not understand how that slender-looking girl had managed to throw him, a man weighing more than a hundred kilograms.

Having suffered that loss, Big Beard's contempt for Zhong Lichun finally vanished completely. He rolled over and rose from the ground, his expression turning much more solemn as he spread his hands and assumed a strange stance.

"...Were you a wrestler before?" Zhong Lichun frowned when she saw Big Beard's stance, then asked him.

"So what if I was?" Big Beard retorted coldly.

"Nothing. I was just curious!" Zhong Lichun brushed her hair aside, then once again walked slowly toward Big Beard. She looked as if she did not care in the slightest that he might counterattack.

Seeing Zhong Lichun approach him with such a contemptuous attitude, Big Beard let out a low growl and charged toward her. When he reached her, he spread his arms and directly wrapped them around her.

However, just as his arms were closing around her, Zhong Lichun crouched at incredible speed and slipped beneath them. She immediately threw an uppercut at Big Beard's chin. The punch was simply too fast for him to react. Zhong Lichun's not particularly large fist slammed into his chin, and Big Beard was sent flying backward by the blow.

After crashing heavily to the ground once again, Big Beard's face no longer showed astonishment, but utter disbelief. Zhong Lichun was simply too fast, and despite her seemingly unimposing body, her attacks carried tremendous force. This woman was definitely not as simple as she appeared. The fact that he had suffered two consecutive losses was more than enough to prove it.