"Xiao Fan."
Tian Mengyao gripped Lin Fan's arm, her big eyes looking wronged. "Help me teach her a lesson. Anything is fine as long as you don't kill or cripple her."
Lin Fan chuckled wryly.
What deep animosity did they have?
If you say that, how could the two of you ever reconcile!
"Heh heh."
Bai Jing sneered, "Lin Fan, don't dither. I'm not that heartless. After I beat you down, I still need to go back to sleep."
"This..."
Facing Tian Mengyao's pleading gaze, Lin Fan hesitated. "It's not good to hit a woman, is it?"
"It's good! What's not good about it?"
Tian Mengyao stated resolutely, "She's a tomboy. Just go ahead and hit her!"
Lin Fan felt a bit conflicted. Although Bai Jing was heroic and capable, she was still a young, beautiful woman. His fists had defeated bad guys and monsters, but never a woman.
"So indecisive, no wonder you two can get together."
Bai Jing grew impatient waiting and taunted them.
"Xiao Fan, if you don't make a move soon, I won't talk to you anymore!"
Tian Mengyao raised her small fists and pounded Lin Fan's chest.
"Alright then."
Lin Fan reluctantly agreed.
"Really?"
Sparkles flashed in Tian Mengyao's eyes. "Quick, quick, teach her a good lesson!"
She waved her small fists, her heart filled with excitement.
Lin Fan walked forward with a wry smile. "How about we compete in something else?"
"So long-winded, is there no end to it?"
Bai Jing took a stance and said arrogantly, "Let me tell you in advance, I'm from the female special forces of the Marine Corps. I've ranked top in military combat every year. Ordinary male soldiers can't beat me."
"Hmph, what are you bragging about?"
Tian Mengyao retorted indignantly, "Lin Fan's skills are such that ten of you wouldn't be enough. Get ready to cry!"
"Oh, oh, oh, the crybaby is talking about others."
Bai Jing retorted.
Tian Mengyao was furious. "Xiao Fan, beat her!"
Lin Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Why must the two of you be like this?
"Come on."
Bai Jing shifted her feet agilely and moved closer, beckoning him.
"It's dark, and fists and feet have no eyes. How about we compete tomorrow?"
Lin Fan was afraid he might accidentally injure her, after all, they were just having a childish spat, not truly harboring any deep enmity.
"Tomorrow."
Bai Jing shook her head. "I have to go back with Aunt Chen tomorrow. Where will I find such a good opportunity?"
"You're leaving tomorrow?"
Lin Fan felt a pang of loss. He wondered what would become of Tian Mengyao, whether she would continue to stay in Luofeng Village.
The planting base had just started to show some promise. If she left, it might all be in vain.
"What are you thinking about?"
A gust of fist wind struck, blowing Lin Fan's hair.
"Are you going to fight or not? If not, I'm going back to sleep."
Bai Jing, with her straightforward personality, was very displeased with Lin Fan's prevarication.
"Let me give you a demonstration."
Lin Fan picked up a brick from the ground. "Watch closely."
He held the heavy brick and tested its weight.
Bang!
With one punch!
In a flash, the upper half of the brick exploded!
Tian Mengyao was stunned, then shouted with delight, "Well done! Xiao Fan, just like that!"
Bai Jing's pupils contracted, and her vigilance immediately increased a hundredfold.
"Who are you trying to scare?"
Although Bai Jing's mouth was defiant, her heart had already shed its contempt. Her expression became extremely serious.
"If you don't make a move soon, don't blame me for striking first."
Bai Jing was eager to fight.
"Hmph, since you don't know any better, Xiao Fan, beat her down!"
"Hey!"
Bai Jing, annoyed by the constant chattering, launched a side kick, like a battering ram, fiercely towards Lin Fan's arm.
Thump!
A muffled sound.
To Bai Jing's surprise, Lin Fan didn't dodge or evade, but endured the kick head-on.
Tian Mengyao's cheers abruptly stopped.
Bai Jing, however, knew something was wrong.
That kick gave her a strange sensation she couldn't quite describe.
Lin Fan's expression was unchanged, he hadn't moved an inch, clearly unharmed.
"You've got some skill."
Bai Jing quickly retreated and lifted her chin.
"It's more or less settled, you're no match for me."
Lin Fan said helplessly, genuinely not wanting to fight.
"Who will win and who will lose is still uncertain!"
Bai Jing advanced again, her fists and feet attacking Lin Fan like a storm.
Crackling sounds!
A series of noises.
Lin Fan protected his head and face with both hands, occasionally guarding against Bai Jing's insidious low kicks.
Tian Mengyao was so nervous her heart was pounding, she dared not even breathe.
Bai Jing fought on, growing more shocked, and that strange sensation grew stronger.
Especially when her fists and feet landed on Lin Fan, it always felt like hitting cotton, soft and yielding. Her force could never penetrate, and she couldn't inflict any damage on Lin Fan.
Seeing Lin Fan only defending and not attacking, Bai Jing grew more defiant. Her moves became fiercer, each strike aimed at a vital point.
"Xiao Fan, hurry up and fight back!"
Tian Mengyao was anxious, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Fight back quickly! Don't let her keep hitting you!"
Lin Fan thought it made sense. If this went on until morning, it would be problematic.
"I'm going to make a move now, pay attention."
"Hmph, so what if you're a martial artist!"
Bai Jing's breathing was slightly rapid. It was clear she had expended a lot of energy.
Women naturally had less stamina than men. Although Lin Fan only defended, his seemingly simple defensive posture had blocked all her attacks.
As a special forces operative, her instincts told her that she might lose.
But she was unwilling to lose to Lin Fan, because she didn't want to see Tian Mengyao triumphant.
"Be careful."
With a warning, Lin Fan instantly switched from defense to offense, gently throwing a punch.
The fist wind cut through the air, carrying an unparalleled force, and collided with the sole of Bai Jing's foot.
Splat!
Instantly, Bai Jing felt a sharp pain in the sole of her foot.
With disbelief, Bai Jing was sent flying backward.
Rustle...
After flying five or six meters, Bai Jing landed on a haystack.
"Oh no!"
Lin Fan realized he had used too much strength.
Tian Mengyao was also stunned.
Although she had been urging Lin Fan to fight, she hadn't actually wanted Bai Jing to get hurt.
"Quick, help her!"
The two of them rushed over.
At this moment, Bai Jing was clutching her left leg, groaning in pain.
"How are you?"
Lin Fan was filled with remorse, wanting to help but not knowing where to reach.
"Bai Jing, are you alright?"
Tian Mengyao was also flustered.
If Chen Wan'er found out that she had asked Lin Fan to beat Bai Jing like this, she would definitely be in deep trouble.
"I'm fine."
Bai Jing's face turned from pale to flushed. She struggled to stand up.
But as soon as her foot touched the ground, she cried out in pain and sank back onto the haystack.
"Be careful."
Lin Fan quickly reached out and pulled her up.
She flung his hand away. "I don't need your help!"