Sparring Techniques

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changfeng suddenly struck, reaching out to grab Princess Minmin. Her eyes narrowed, and she smiled faintly. "So that's what you're after! Fine, let me see what you're capable of!"

Princess Minmin raised two fingers. Just as Li Changfeng's palm came at her, she jabbed forward, striking his wrist directly. Li Changfeng immediately felt his hand go numb, utterly unable to exert any strength, while his entire arm turned weak and limp.

Then Princess Minmin changed her fingers into a palm and thrust it toward Li Changfeng's chest. His eyes narrowed as he slowly stepped back, his left hand suddenly grabbing for her palm. Princess Minmin's wrist was caught in his left hand.

With a fierce pull, Princess Minmin felt an enormous force drag her into Li Changfeng's embrace. His right arm wrapped around her waist while his left hand pinned her arm, and he teased, "Let's see how this unruly little girl plans to hit me now!"

Princess Minmin's pretty face flushed red. She suddenly stepped forward and kicked upward, aiming straight for Li Changfeng's forehead. He was startled and tilted his head slightly to the right, then directly lifted her up and held her tightly, leaving her unable to move!

Princess Minmin's face was completely red. "You bastard, let me go! There are so many people here! You... put me down now!"

Li Changfeng wore a teasing expression. "Let you go? Dream on. You had so much fun beating me up—how could I not teach you a lesson?"

Princess Minmin looked toward Zhou Zhiruo. "Sister Zhiruo! Come help me! Don't let this bastard have his way!"

Zhou Zhiruo smiled faintly. "Sister Minmin! I'm coming!"

By now, Zhou Zhiruo knew they were comparing techniques rather than competing with true qi attacks. She was