Chapter 140: 139 Chapter 140: 139 A stern gaze lingered in his eyes, and Mu Lin could clearly feel the oppression emanating from Jing Chen’s body.
The person in front of her now was vastly different from the man she had been in contact with and lived with in her daily life. He was Jing Chen, but at the same time, he was not Jing Chen.
The Jing Chen in front of Mu Lin had always been unruly, contentious, and sometimes even compliant. But now, the man standing in front of her was radiating an aura of madness, as if the blood in his body was boiling and raging.
He was dangerous.
Every cell on Mu Lin’s body was cautioning her, reminding her to be careful.
The curve drawn at the corner of his mouth was melodious, clear, and perfect, bringing a fatal danger like a poppy.
Mu Lin remained still, waiting for the eagle in front of her to attack first.
The next moment, Jing Chen moved; his speed was astonishing. Without any mercy, he launched an attack on Mu Lin.
She held her breath, dodged, and without hesitation, counterattacked. Their figures were blurred as they were too fast to discern clearly.
Even Ling Qi, was shocked at this moment.
He had finally witnessed the full power of these two inhuman figures.
Does this leave any chance for them ordinary people to survive?
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“Your strength is not enough,” a sarcastic voice echoed in Mu Lin’s ears.
“No choice, I am, after all, a woman.” However, it seemed Mu Lin didn’t mind; or to be precise, she didn’t care at all. As long as her strength was enough, she had no interest in comparing herself with men.
Especially men like Jing Chen; he didn’t even know his own strength.
“Bang!” Their elbows collided, and Mu Lin felt a clear pain and numbness in her arm. Damn it, he was as strong as an elephant.
She furrowed her brow and retreated swiftly. Jing Chen was close behind her, and Mu Lin could only be grateful that her speed surpassed his.
The two of them, each priding on their speed, and each priding on their strength, the contest between them was tied. However, as time went on, the balance of power began to emerge.
Stamina was Mu Lin’s weak point and undoubtedly Jing Chen’s strong point; Mu Lin might never be able to surpass Jing Chen in stamina. Their physical strength might be very close. No, Jing Chen was probably slightly better. Not to say that Mu Lin’s skills were bad, but compared with Jing Chen’s rich experience, how could Mu Lin, being lazy and dislike getting involved, compete.
But it wasn’t necessary either.
One, Mu Lin was a Poison Doctor; no need to elaborate on that.
Secondly, what were wives for? To be loved, cherished and protected of course.
It was a pity, some people hadn’t figured it out yet and accidentally hurt their future wife.
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A careless blow landed on her shoulder, and Mu Lin’s body was thrown backward uncontrolled.
A ripping sound echoed and the people watching from the sidelines could empathize with the pain from the impact. Their anxiousness mirrored Jing Youlan’s worry.
Cousin, do you still want to marry a wife?
However, it was more than that.
Just as Mu Lin was about to counterattack in a split moment, she was once again hurt by Jing Chen.
“Crack” a very crisp sound of a bone fracture rang out, and a cold sweat appeared on Mu Lin’s forehead.
The next second, Jing Chen finally woke up with a start. Looking at Mu Lin, he was stunned, and the next moment, his face became panicked.
He had hurt her.