Actually, in the past, Chen Feng didn't have such astonishing hidden - weapon skills.
Yesterday, the system told him that there was a martial art with a very high level of style and asked if he wanted to exchange for it. High - style?
There was no need to think about it. Of course, he would exchange for it.
[After the age of forty, one is no longer restricted by objects. Grass, wood, bamboo, and stones can all be used as swords.
From then on, through intensive cultivation, one gradually approaches the realm where no sword is better than having a sword.]
[The sword intent of Dugu Qiubai!]
Trying it out today, it was indeed amazing. Any flower, flying leaf could be used to hurt people!
Granny Snake stared at the still - trembling tree trunk behind Meng Yiran.
She still blocked Meng Yiran to prevent her from advancing, then turned to look at Chen Feng.
Her eyes sparkled with a cold light.
"Our Yiran has lost. You can have this snake. Thank you, young man, for showing mercy!"
Meng Yiran had never been in such a sorry state. Usually, it was she who bullied others.
When had she ever suffered such a big loss?
"Damn it!"
Overwhelmed with anger, the snake - headed staff in Meng
Yiran's hand emitted a soul - captivating faint light as she charged straight towards Chen Feng.
[Ding, it is detected that Meng Yiran has an angry emotion, and the emotion value + 100]
However, Granny Snake blocked her and sternly stopped her.
"Yiran, that's enough!"
"Grandma, why are you stopping me?"
Meng Yiran was burning with anger, her tone tinged with unyielding and grievance.
"I won't let him get away with this!"
"Yiran! Look at yourself first."
Granny Snake blocked her way, not allowing her to move forward.
Only then did Meng Yiran realize that her clothes had somehow been torn in many places.
Her already extremely alluring figure, in such a sorry state, had an added touch of helpless charm.
Her figure was originally so incredibly curvy that the short top had been pushed to one side, and the white bellyband inside was pushed up high.
The buttons of the top had somehow disappeared.
From the angle where Chen Feng was facing, with the loss of several buttons, the collar of the top hung down, and one could even see the beautiful scenery inside...
Ah, how could this happen?
Hadn't she been seen completely by this lecher in front of her?
Thinking of this, the anger on Meng Yiran's face turned into a blush of shame.
She instinctively covered the collar with her hand, and her beautiful eyes were filled with shyness and anger.
Her plump thighs, tightly wrapped in black stockings, now seemed extremely restless, rubbing against each other and making a slight sound.
[Ding, it is detected that Meng Yiran has a shy emotion, and the emotion value + 150]
Granny Snake stared at the still - slightly - trembling tree trunk beside her, then turned to look at Chen Feng and said:
"We've lost. You can have this Phoenix - Tailed Cockscomb Snake."
Her voice was low and carried a faint, barely - noticeable tremor, as if it was a reluctant acknowledgment of the outcome of this battle.
Facing such a result, Meng Yiran seemed incredulous, and her reaction was almost instinctive. The anger burning in her was not only the pride of youth but also an unyielding fighting spirit.
"Grandma, where did I lose? These minor injuries are nothing! I can still fight!"
[Ding, it is detected that Meng Yiran has an unyielding emotion, and the emotion value + 200]
However, Granny Snake's eyes turned to the area behind Meng Yiran, and her fingertip gently pointed at the leaves that were quietly embedded in the tree trunk:
"Yiran, if these leaves had slit your throat, do you think you could still be standing here talking to me?"
In an instant, Meng Yiran's face lost all color, turning as pale as paper.
She slowly turned around and her gaze landed on the leaves that had flown past her skin.
A chill she had never felt before welled up in her heart.
At this moment, she carefully recalled every detail of that battle.
Those leaves that had almost hurt her had left scars on her skin, but the control of these injuries was so precise and calculated that they obviously did not pose a fatal threat.
Meng Yiran asked herself that although she was proficient in similar techniques, she still couldn't achieve such precise control.
The opponent's skills were not just superb but had reached a level that inspired awe.
Each of those wounds was just a shallow cut that lightly broke the skin.
If the opponent had really intended to harm her, these leaves, as sharp as swords, could have dealt a fatal blow to her.
She had lost, really lost.
[Ding, it is detected that Meng Yiran has a shocked emotion, and the emotion value + 250]
Chen Feng moved gracefully. He slowly took out a pitch - black robe from his soul - guide device and walked towards Meng Yiran at a leisurely pace.
Meng Yiran's eyes slightly narrowed, and a strange emotion welled up in her heart.
So this lecher still has a bit of conscience. He actually knows to bring me a piece of clothing to cover up.
However, this favorable impression lasted for less than a second.
Meng Yiran's expression changed instantly.
The next second, she thought that it was all Chen Feng's fault that she was in such a sorry state.
Anger burned in her heart. She gritted her teeth slightly, thinking that when he came over, she must teach him a lesson!
At this thought, a crafty glint flashed in Meng Yiran's eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up, forming a meaningful smile.
[Ding, it is detected that Meng Yiran has emotions of anger + anticipation of a scheme working, and the emotion value + 100]
Chen Feng's steps were light, but suddenly became heavy due to the scene in front of him.
Meng Yiran was still sitting on the ground, and the collar of her clothes hung down slightly, immediately allowing Chen Feng, with his sharp eyes, to catch a glimpse of the scenery inside.
A gift from nature!
No, bah!
You pervert, what are you looking at!
Damn it, I can't seem to move my eyes away!
Chen Feng's steps stopped immediately.
[Ding, it is detected that the host's current emotion is: a little excited, emotion value + 100]
Wait a minute, System, you explain this to me.
This "a little excited" must be a misspelling, right?
[According to the system's detection, the host is quite looking forward to the following plot.]
You... How can you slander me out of thin air!
Disgusting, this system is really disgusting!
It must be the system's problem, that's right.
Meng Yiran had been waiting for Chen Feng to approach, but his sudden halt startled her.
Could it be that he had already seen through her little plan?
The uneasy thought had just flashed through her mind when she followed Chen Feng's gaze and caught sight of her disheveled state.
In an instant, her cheeks flushed crimson, and she instinctively stretched out her slender hand to tightly cover her chest.
Chen Feng, you pervert! You're peeking again! I'm so angry!
The anger in Meng Yiran's heart boiled like a volcano, but with the mixture of shame and anger, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she could hardly make a sound.
[Ding, it is detected that Meng Yiran has an emotion of shame and anger, and the emotion value + 150]
Her eyes rolled, and a brilliant idea popped into her head, hatching another scheme.
Hmph, let this stinky Chen Feng take some advantage first, and then he'll pay for it!
"Chen Feng, thank you for bringing me the clothes. I'm having a hard time getting up right now. Could you come a little closer?"
Meng Yiran's tone was soft and weak, as if she really needed help.
She pretended to be helpless and let go of the hand pressing on her chest, tilting her body slightly forward.
Her actions were highly seductive. With her upper body slightly lowered, her coquettish posture made the collar of her clothes naturally droop.
Thus, the originally hidden view became even clearer and unobstructed from Chen Feng's direct perspective.
Seeing this scene, Chen Feng felt his heart racing.
He couldn't help but swallow hard and thought to himself, "Did I really buy the wrong - sized pants? This is getting out of control!"
This is too much! How am I supposed to handle this? I'm a young and passionate teenager in this body.
[Ding, it is detected that the host's current emotion is: excited, emotion value + 200]
Damn it! Go away! System, you're slandering me again! Where am I excited?
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What is Meng Yiran's scheme? Will it succeed?
Since Meng Yiran dares to plot against Chen Feng, should Chen Feng "punish" her severely?