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C165 How Disappointing



C165 How Disappointing

In that split-second, although Hsiao Wanyun knew that she was no match, she still bit her lips and used all her strength to smash towards Soong Qi's wrist which was holding onto the Short Blade.    

    

In all honesty, her punch was quite good. Her strength and angle were pretty good. If it were any other adult man, it would have been difficult for them to do it. It was comparable to the punches of some professional boxers. She met Soong Qi.    

    

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Soong Qi sneered. With a flick of his wrist, he easily changed his attack route.    

    

What? Hsiao Wanyun's heart sank to the bottom!    

    

Soong Qi's attack had been changed. Unless she had to change her attack path, she wouldn't be able to stop him. However, at this moment, how could she have the opportunity to change her attack path?    

    

In the blink of an eye.    

    

"Hiss!" With a slight sound, Soong Qi stopped, but the Short Blade in his hand was … It streaked past Hsiao Wanyun's face and hair …    

    

Fresh blood quickly spread over Hsiao Wanyun's beautiful face. It was scarlet in colour and incomparably scarlet in colour. It was a deep wound that was an inch long!    

    

Not only that, at this moment, there was an additional strand of hair on Hsiao Wanyun's shoulder. Soong Qi's Short Blade had actually cut off half of her hair.    

    

For a time, the scene was deathly silent.    

    

No one expected Soong Qi to be so merciless. He did not show the slightest mercy to the fairer sex!    

    

Hsiao Wanyun was so beautiful, and also so heroic. She was the dream lover of many students in Silver Sea University!    

    

Soong Qi was a man, how could he do such a thing?    

    

"Heh heh …" There is a scar on her face. In the dead silence, Soong Qi grinned and suddenly, unexpectedly, Soong Qi attacked again.    

    

Swish!    

    

It was still the same sharp and threatening Short Blade that fiercely stomped down just like that …    

    

Puff … -    

    

The Short Blade went straight into Hsiao Wanyun's left shoulder. The Short Blade was about a foot long, and half of it went straight into Hsiao Wanyun's shoulder.    

    

"Ahh …" Hsiao Wanyun's face suddenly turned pale. She screamed out in pain. Her pale face was covered in sweat and blood. Her body was trembling, and she almost fell down.    

    

"Sister Wanyun …" Beside her, Lan Qing finally reacted and supported Hsiao Wanyun. Behind her, Song Ziqian also supported Hsiao Wanyun.    

    

Fresh blood quickly dripped from Hsiao Wanyun's shoulder, staining her clothes red.    

    

I, Soong Qi, am the complete opposite. I like to kill beauties, it's a pity, this is Silver Sea University, someone cannot die, if not, I will personally kill you! " Soong Qi stared down at Hsiao Wanyun from above. Holding the Short Blade in his hand, he said with a cold and excited voice.    

    

Then …    

    

"Pfft …"    

    

Soong Qi immediately pulled out the Short Blade. Suddenly, fresh blood came out from her body and Hsiao Wanyun nearly fainted from the pain!    

    

"I'll kill you..." Lan Qing's eyes were completely red as she lost her mind. At this moment, she forgot all about boxing skills and Taekwondo. She threw herself forward without caring about her life. Her long nails were about to grab Soong Qi's face.    

    

"Brother Yi, I thought you had already taken care of Lan Qing. I didn't expect you to still be here..." Soong Qi stepped back slightly and said with a smile. Then, his voice suddenly turned cold: "Brother Yi, you didn't make a move, then I'll make a move!"    

    

Swish!    

    

The Short Blade slid away, looking extremely cold. The cold air was oppressive, and the killing intent was clear, only to see the Short Blade turning into a silver white arc and shooting forward. Its target was actually Lan Qing's slender hand.    

    

"Damn it..."    

    


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