Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1323: Duel Between Two Women

"Hey."

An Xi spoke up, simultaneously stepping forward to catch up with Huang Shuyao from behind.

Huang Shuyao sensed the attack from behind, dodging swiftly as she turned and raised her hand to ward off An Xi.

"You think you can stop me?"

Huang Shuyao was no delicate little girl; she was the eldest disciple of the Xingyi Sect, skilled in her prowess. Perhaps she wasn't Li Feng's match, but a mere woman trying to stop her was laughable.

Huang Shuyao directly pushed An Xi aside, An Xi lightly tapped the ground with her foot and jumped back half a step to steady herself, a witch-like smile blooming at the corner of her mouth.

"Are you underestimating me?"

With that said, An Xi tapped the ground with her foot, her moves like a butterfly bringing forth a fragrant breeze as she lunged at Huang Shuyao. Having followed Li Feng for years, Li Feng naturally taught An Xi many skills.

An Xi excelled in medical skills, mastering techniques seamlessly as she learned them.

Compared to the centuries-refined Xingyi, An Xi's abilities were battle-hardened, each technique designed for a kill.

Li Feng sat nearby, watching the two women clashing without intervening.

He felt that Huang Shuyao needed a lesson, to receive the harshness of reality, and being benevolent wasn't the way.

Moreover, someone with Huang Shuyao's benevolent heart couldn't execute a kill, and Kung Fu was a Killing Skill; failing to kill was akin to shackling Kung Fu.

In this aspect, Huang Shuyao stood no chance.

Instead.

An Xi's skills were honed on the battlefield, amid crises where death loomed constantly.

Her heart held no benevolence, only two kinds of people in the world: allies and enemies.

If they weren't allies, she wouldn't show mercy.

Undoubtedly, the duel between the two women was a spectacle, both being ninety-percent beauties, with graceful figures and long legs.

Moreover, their fight wasn't just superficial flair; it lent them a heroic, valiant aura.

In an instant.

The two women exchanged several rounds, An Xi remained on the offensive while Huang Shuyao focused on defense, but Huang Shuyao's years of martial practice gave her a solid foundation, deftly neutralizing An Xi's moves one by one.

Just as the stalemate persisted.

A sudden tearing sound was heard.

Huang Shuyao's expression changed slightly, tapping her foot to retreat like a kite, creating distance from An Xi.

She looked down at her front, her face turning a shade of red, clutching her chest with one hand.

"You're playing dirty, shameless."

An Xi chuckled coldly.

"What's dirty or clean? Against enemies, one uses whatever means necessary. Am I supposed to show politeness to an enemy?"

"Are you sure there's nothing wrong with your mind?"

With those words, An Xi tapped her foot again, launching another attack at Huang Shuyao, a glint of surgical knife flashing between her fingertips.

Huang Shuyao guarded her chest, inevitably leaving gaps, allowing An Xi to succeed in tearing another gash in her clothing.

An Xi persisted relentlessly, pressuring closer.

The surgical knife worked like a butcher dissecting a cow, continually slicing An Xi's clothing apart.

"Won't you fight back? If you don't, you'll end up completely exposed."

An Xi flashed a witch-like smile; in her view, Huang Shuyao was entirely naive to the harshness of reality.

A fragile flower.

Did she truly think this was a spar where courtesy was expected, ending with a gentleman's touch?

If not for Huang Shuyao's identity, An Xi could have killed her instead of just slicing her clothes.

She would've been bloodied, bleeding out to death.

Huang Shuyao's face flushed with embarrassment, An Xi's mocking words prompted her to back off, creating distance from An Xi.

She wasn't foolish; An Xi's humiliating moves restricted her, continuing in this manner would mean losing more, let alone winning.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Shuyao abruptly ripped off the damaged outer garment with a tear.

Thankfully, Huang Shuyao usually wrapped her chest with fabric while practicing martial arts, instead of wearing bras, since bras wouldn't hold during intensive movements.

"Tsk tsk, nice figure, no wonder the Young Master tolerates you for so long."

An Xi glanced up and down Huang Shuyao's figure, clicking her tongue.

"Ahem."

Li Feng cleared his throat, feeling somewhat awkward; he had no interest in Huang Shuyao, though her figure did capture attention.

Despite being covered by white cloth, exposing nothing, it still sparked imaginations.

And the clear obliques on her exposed abdomen, along with her slender waist, indeed drew glances.

"Again."

Huang Shuyao's face burned hot, especially noticing Li Feng's gaze, feeling both shame and anger, she stomped her foot, executing Xingyi Boxing aggressively towards An Xi.

An Xi saw Huang Shuyao getting serious and smiled proudly.

"Watch out, Hidden Weapon."

As An Xi spoke, she flicked her hand, tossing the surgical knife forward.

Huang Shuyao's sharp eyes and quick reflexes avoided it, twisting her body to charge at An Xi again, landing a punch at half a meter's distance.

An Xi smiled dreamily watching Huang Shuyao's punch come, raising her hand to grab it as the two collided.

Huang Shuyao wore a cold expression, while An Xi brimmed with smiles.

In the next moment.

An Xi exhaled softly, an invisible fragrance entered the unsuspecting Huang Shuyao's nostrils.

Detecting something amiss, Huang Shuyao promptly forced An Xi back.

"You…!"

"What did you do to me?"

Huang Shuyao shook her head slightly, feeling dizzy, seeing shadows as if she was drunk.

"This is Mandala Fragrance, it will only let you have a good dream, won't harm your body."

"Rest easy and sleep well."

An Xi said seductively, though disposing of this Huang Shuyao wasn't difficult, capturing her alive posed challenges.

Moreover, given the current situation, she didn't have the time to go slowly.

As An Xi finished speaking, Huang Shuyao couldn't resist, going limp as An Xi stepped forward to embrace Huang Shuyao's small waist, holding her in front, glancing at Li Feng sitting and watching.

"Young Master, how should we handle her?"

Li Feng watched An Xi cuddling Huang Shuyao, finding them indeed tempting.

"She's quite troublesome."

Li Feng shook his head, expressing.

"Yes, she's very troublesome, can't kill or keep. Why doesn't the Young Master take her in, tie her by your side to prevent her from babbling nonsense."

"If she still doesn't obey, I can train her a bit, guarantee she'll listen."

An Xi flashed a witch-like smile, saying.

Li Feng rolled his eyes.

"I don't want this trouble; besides, one shouldn't covet a friend's wife. It's best to take her out of here."

Although killing Huang Shuyao was easy, and nobody would know it was him.

But since they knew each other, and this woman was childhood friends with Hua Wushuang, he and Hua Wushuang knew each other through fighting.

Keeping her wasn't viable either, as she recognized him.

Should Lin Dong and others return, she could expose the truth, wasting Li Feng's previous plans.

Li Feng finished speaking, preparing to leave Yan Gui Building.

Dragon Gate Town was already sealed, wouldn't act before internal chaos ceased, which was precisely what Li Feng wanted.

Now it was time to wrap things up.