FRGNM -Chapter 83 Sneak Attack

With a loud shout, the figure in front suddenly stomped the ground, spun around, and whipped out a sweeping kick. The fluid motion, domineering posture, and seamless flow of movement drew cheers from the crowd around them.

As for Ling Ruoxi, she still stood there foolishly. Feeling the fierce wind rushing toward her face, she gave a cold smile and, under everyone’s gaze, lightly stepped forward.

A lightning-fast sweep passed right before her eyes. Winter Plum’s heart jolted, and her movements grew even faster.

Chop, sweep, kick, stomp, hook—she unleashed several sets of leg techniques, yet she failed to even brush Ling Ruoxi’s clothing. Winter Plum was completely enraged, her eyes bulging as she shouted angrily,
“Are you even going to fight? You keep dodging—why don’t you just admit defeat!”

“Is that so?” Ling Ruoxi curled her lips, casually shaking out her hands. “Then you’d better be careful. I’m coming.”

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she smiled. Her body, which had been retreating, suddenly tilted forward. She stepped in, and her right leg shot out like lightning toward Winter Plum.

So fast!

Without any Dou Qi, that leg swept in like a gale. Winter Plum couldn’t dodge in time and hurriedly raised her arms to block.

Bang!

The kick slammed solidly into Winter Plum’s arm. Ling Ruoxi snorted coldly, her right leg sliding along Winter Plum’s arm as she pivoted on it. In the turn—

Bang!

Her left leg whipped out, striking Winter Plum squarely on the head. Her toes hooked behind Winter Plum’s ear, spinning her violently toward the ground.

Boom!

The woman who had been standing just moments ago spun a full circle in midair and smashed heavily into the ground.

Silence.

The entire courtyard fell deathly quiet. Eyes nearly popped out of sockets, jaws almost dropped to the floor.

What was going on?!

A woman from Qiongyu Immortal Island… had been beaten by this skinny woman?!

Even Luo Song nearly jumped to his feet. What kind of fighting style was that? Leg techniques could be used like this?!

“Cough—cough…” Winter Plum slammed her palm into the ground and struggled upright, her head spinning, Ling Ruoxi appearing doubled before her eyes.

Fortunately, she was a Dou Qi cultivator. As soon as she was hit, the Dou Qi within her body began circulating automatically, slowly repairing her injuries.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Winter Plum wiped her lips and sneered. “You’ve got some skills.”

“If I didn’t have a few tricks up my sleeve, how would I dare fight you?” Ling Ruoxi flexed her wrist and smiled disdainfully.

In a world without Dou Qi, even trained agents couldn’t compare to her—let alone this woman.

Her assassin instincts told her instantly where Winter Plum’s weakness lay: unstable footing and an obsession with kicking. That was nothing short of courting death. Hands may be two doors, but feet win fights—only if they’re planted firmly.

She couldn’t very well tell them she practiced ancient Chinese martial arts, refined over thousands of years. With Dou Qi around, those ancient techniques had long been forgotten.

“Hmph, then next you—” Before Winter Plum could finish, her expression suddenly changed.

A lightning-like presence vanished in an instant. The eerie figure moved without a sound, as if it had disappeared.

Luo Song’s face changed drastically. “Behind you!”

Winter Plum shuddered and turned sharply, instinctively raising her arms to block.

Standing behind her, Ling Ruoxi curled her lips disdainfully. Instead of attacking, she took a step back and raised her middle finger at Luo Song, moving it up and down.

Even in this world, the meaning of that gesture was obvious.

Luo Song’s face darkened. He knew Ling Ruoxi was mocking him for interfering. Suppressing his anger, he stared coldly at Winter Plum.

“You—!” Realizing she’d been played, Winter Plum erupted in fury and instinctively lifted her leg for another sweeping kick.

But Ling Ruoxi had already predicted it.

She casually reached out. Just as the leg arrived, she sidestepped slightly, pressing down on Winter Plum’s leg and redirecting the force away.

At the same time, Ling Ruoxi stepped forward fiercely, her right shoulder slamming forward.

Bang!

With her leg pulled aside, Winter Plum lost her balance and pitched forward. She never expected Ling Ruoxi to close in suddenly—one shoulder strike sent her crashing backward.

Ling Ruoxi had no intention of letting her off. She seized Winter Plum’s wrist, surged forward—

Crack!

Winter Plum’s arm was twisted out of joint. With a light over-the-shoulder throw, the woman who had been so arrogant moments ago was flung away like a kite with its string cut.

“Heavens!” People leapt to their feet, staring at Winter Plum sprawled on the ground, unable to rise, swallowing hard.

This woman was terrifying.

Compared to the woman from Qiongyu Immortal Island, she was on a completely different level. So even without Dou Qi, one could be this powerful.

“I dislocated your arm and struck your pressure points. You won’t be able to get up for at least half an hour. This round counts as my win, right?” Ling Ruoxi smiled and tapped Winter Plum’s pressure points.

The crowd froze—then erupted into thunderous applause.

Winter Plum struggled to sit up, clutching her right arm, glaring at Ling Ruoxi in refusal.

Turning back toward Luo Mingyu, Ling Ruoxi waved cheerfully. “Luo Mingyu, I won~”

A sharp glint flashed in Winter Plum’s eyes.

Behind Ling Ruoxi, Winter Plum let out a cold snort. Blue Dou Qi suddenly exploded outward. Her left hand, shaped like an eagle’s claw, shot toward Ling Ruoxi’s back.

Straight for her heart.

Watching the scene, Luo Mingyu’s calm smile vanished instantly. “You dare!”

Purple Dou Qi erupted as his silver-robed figure shot forward. But the distance between Ling Ruoxi and Winter Plum was too short—even with divine power, he couldn’t reach her in time.

Why was that man panicking?

Ling Ruoxi smiled faintly, opening her mouth as if to speak—

Bang!

It felt like striking an invisible wall. Blue Dou Qi slammed into her back.

In that instant, purple Dou Qi flared outward like wings, forming a strange shield that blocked the attack.

But she couldn’t use Dou Qi—this defense only activated when her life was in danger.

Crack!

Like shattering glass, the purple shield fractured. The blue Dou Qi pierced through, burying itself in her back.

Blood sprayed out, hot and crimson.

Ling Ruoxi shuddered violently, coughing up blood as she was sent flying.

“Ruoxi!”

Luo Mingyu caught her, his face turning deathly pale as he saw her mangled, bleeding back. His aura changed completely.

Lightning flashed in his dark eyes. The once-holy man was now shrouded in darkness. He raised his head sharply.

“You’re seeking death!”

His hand formed a blade as purple Dou Qi slashed toward Winter Plum.

Luo Song snorted coldly and waved it away. “Luo Mingyu, your woman injured my maid. My maid merely taught her a lesson. And you want blood?”

“The third round was Ruoxi’s victory. Does a sneak attack from behind count as part of the match?” Luo Mingyu said coldly, holding Ling Ruoxi tightly.

The pain made Ling Ruoxi tremble. Her lashes fluttered as she clutched his robe, her face pale as paper. Whatever Winter Plum had used made her back feel like it was being carved apart.

“Luo… Luo Mingyu…” she whispered weakly. “Her… her Dou Qi is poisonous.”

Poisonous?!

Luo Mingyu’s face darkened. The blood in his hand had already begun turning black, and the wound was spreading.

Rage—unprecedented rage—boiled within him like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

“Sneak attack?” Luo Song sneered. “Did you forget why I came? I’m here to take you back, not to let you flirt. Now that Winter Plum has dealt with her, shouldn’t you return with me?”

He twisted Winter Plum’s arm sharply. Bones cracked as the dislocation was reset.

Winter Plum sneered coldly. “She overestimated herself. I’m a Dou Qi cultivator—she’s just a lowly commoner. Defeat me? A joke.”

Holding Ling Ruoxi tightly, Luo Mingyu stood up, his silver robes stained black with blood. He lowered his head, voice hoarse.

“Antidote.”

“Antidote?” Winter Plum laughed arrogantly. “Qiongyu Immortal Island’s poisons have no cure. She’s only struggling on the brink of death. In one incense stick’s time, she’ll be dead.”