Baozi was a man after all, and although he wasn’t as brawny as a mature adult male, he was definitely stronger than Wufu. Yet he was thrown to the ground by her.
The place fell into stunned silence, all eyes on the young girl standing there without a word. How did she do it?
They were from the same village, and she hadn’t done anything life-threatening. Otherwise, Wufu’s attack on Baozi would have been lethal, not merely close combat techniques.
Had she used a lethal move, Baozi lying on the ground would have been a corpse now.
Baozi spit out a mouthful of mud with disdain, turned his head, and glared at Wufu with fierce eyes.
Wufu’s foot flew out, kicking him in the face, and then she pounced forward, kneeling on one leg, clutching his neck with one hand, and with the other, wrapped in cloth, she repeatedly punched his face.
Baozi tried to fight back in astonishment, but Wufu’s punches were too fast. All he could taste was a mix of salty and sweet in his mouth as he cried out in pain.
The onlookers were dumbfounded, and no one dared to step forward.
Wufu looked down at the face that had turned into a pig’s head and, satisfied, stood up, dusting her hands off. "Pig-faced meets pig-faced, a fair retaliation," she declared.
Baozi turned his head and spat out another mouthful of blood, pointing at her, "Beat, beat her to death."
Doggy finally snapped to attention and called out, "Avenge our boss!"
A few lads charged at Wufu.
Wufu’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and the corners of her mouth curled into a pleased angle. She’d been worried no one would give her a chance to practice, but they came just in time.
The improvement of Kung Fu skills isn’t just about training; the most important thing is real combat experience. Frequent real combat naturally leads to improvement, as one can grasp the essence and capture their shortcomings during the fight.
Therefore, Wufu wasn’t the least bit scared of the group attack but was extremely excited instead.
She moved like a dragon among the lads, throwing slaps here, hooking punches there, spinning kicks, and executing Sweeping Thousands of Troops...
When the Zhou family arrived, they saw Wufu facing six people alone. In the blink of an eye, she had them all on the ground, wailing for their fathers and mothers.
"Great!" There were many villagers watching, and someone shouted in praise.
Wufu clapped her hands satisfactorily, twisted her neck from side to side, and her bones cracked loudly.
Zhou Xuennian’s face was dark with anger, his hands shaking, "This is preposterous, absolutely preposterous!"
A girl fighting, and so fiercely at that, knocking everyone down. Did she want to further ruin her already bad reputation?
At that moment, Zhou Xuennian was only concerned about the reputation, not giving a thought to how Wufu had acquired such abilities.
Lady Liang, too, was shocked and whispered to her husband, "Has Wufu learned martial arts?" How else could she have beaten so many people?
Zhou Xueli shook his head, just as clueless, but he knew from the last time Wufu caused trouble at their house that she was not someone to be trifled with. He just didn’t realize she was capable of this.
When did this girl learn martial arts?
The villagers shared the same thought. Wufu’s one-against-seven fight, winning so impressively, made them wonder when she had taken up martial arts and noted her strange and unique moves.
Baozi was already terrified inside, pointing at the triumphant Wufu, and demanded, "You’re not Wufu, who are you?"
That girl Wufu shouldn’t have been capable of such feats. Where did this devilish girl come from?