Chapter 151 Cool Plum Chen Xin (1/2)

”Swoosh!”

The cold belle screamed. Then she withdrew immediately, and stepped back nearly ten meters away, with her back leaning against the wall.

And at this time, her pretty face, covered by the mask, turned red entirely, with at least the pointed chin exposed outside becoming pink completely.

What was even more eye-catching was that the strip of the vest on her left chest had been horizontally pulled apart by three fingers wide, and, from the breakage, the exposed plump white skin was faintly visible.

”Gee! It's so elastic! It turns out that you don't wear a bra inside.”

Liu Feng's eyes shone as if he discovered the New World, and said with a smile, ”If I don't catch you, I won't see that! Your breast is not only big, but also very firm and upright. Nice.”

The cold belle was radiating anger in her eyes. She clenched her little fists and said while her lips were shivering, ”Liu Feng, originally I hoped you can die a decent death, but now...”

While speaking of ”now”, the cold belle suddenly raised her hands and sent out four exploded silver lights.

Liu Feng showed a controlled smile at the corner of his mouth, and he also lifted his hands and sent out four exploded silver lights.

”Ding!”

Eight silver lights encountered in the middle of Liu Feng and the cold belle. Yang Shiwen, on the side, couldn't see what was sent out when they swang hands. Only after hearing the slight brittleness of the metal collision, did she come to look at the ground quickly.

”A needle!”

Yang Shiwen suddenly raised her hands to cover her little mouth, since eight silver needles should drop on the ground. First Miss Lady Yang had known that Liu Feng was very powerful, but she didn't expect that he could bring down the opponent's needles just with his own flying ones.

What was even more frightening was that both of them were shooting four flying needles at the same time. Liu Feng shot later than her and brought down the opponent's four needles with his four ones. How difficult it really was!

At this time, not only was Yang Shiwen astounded, but also the cold belle half closed her furious eyes.

”Gee, your silver needle is a three-inch double-pointed one, which is special for the corresponding acupoint.”

Liu Feng glanced at the ground and seemed to have discovered a startling secret. ”I remember that, applying the needle at the corresponding acupoint is a minority branch of traditional Chinese medicine and a special technique of the Buddhist doctor. Are you a descendant of the Buddha and Medicine Division?”

After hearing Liu Feng's question, the cold belle secretly touched the back of her waist with her right hand, and said indifferently, ”You should know about the Buddha and Medicine Division. Who are you?”

”I am a man,” Liu Feng smilingly said, ”as long as you are not blind, you should be able to see that.”

”Go to hell!”

The cold belle snorted angrily and stepped towards Liu Feng. When she rushed to the front of Liu Feng, she suddenly lifted her right hand hidden behind her waist. Then, a flash of blade, along a slanted line, chopped towards Liu Feng's neck from down up.

Liu Feng remained the smile in his face, and stepped back slightly, so that the machete in the cold belle's hand swiftly passed in front of his nose.

She failed this time, but she drew the short machete in the hand, and turned down its tip to prick Liu Feng's chest.

Liu Feng once again took half a step back, and the tip of the machete passed in front of the button on his chest.

”Swoosh swoosh swoosh...”

Shortly, the machete in the cold belle's hand seemed to be alive. Under the light in the room, she seemed to draw a network of knives to cover Liu Feng.

Liu Feng's footsteps were light, front or back, left or right. His body was more agile and flexible, free to shuttle through the machete. Every time the cold belle felt that she could kill Liu Feng with one chop, but Liu Feng could just stay away from the machete in her hand.

”Swoosh!”

When the cold belle had chopped him nearly fifty times, Liu Feng suddenly lifted his right hand and pricked her with a hidden but more glaring blade instantly.

Right! Liu Feng took out his machete, and stabbed forward with the machete in his right hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, nearly translucent and a foot long.

Meanwhile, the cold belle also pricked Liu Feng with an identical machete, but she suddenly stopped at that moment.

Yang Shiwen, who was on the side, kept staring. She was astonished at a loss of words, at the sight the cold belle's sharp techniques of using the machete and Liu Feng's flowing body.

While at this time, Yang Shiwen couldn't be more stunned.

The short machete in the hand of the cold belle halted at the height of over ten centimeters in front of Liu Feng, while the tip of the machete in the hand of Liu Feng had already been against the eyebrow of the belle, which even had slightly pierced through the mask in her face and probably her skin.

”If you are one inch longer, you are correspondingly stronger.”

Liu Feng said with a smile, ”Don't lose heart. It's not that your level is not so high, but because you are a woman. When men and women fight against each other, women are always passive since men are longer.”

”Snigger! You are such a hooligan!” Yang Shiwen, who was on the side, was angry yet amused by Liu Feng's words.

The cold belle remained the posture of taking out the machete, but there was no disappointment in her eyes at all. ”I never know what passiveness means. It's a little early for you to be proud.”

”Crack!”

A crisp crack of the spring was suddenly heard when the blade of the short machete in her hand suddenly broke away from the handle, which catapulted towards the middle point of Liu Feng's eyebrows extremely fast.

You must know that, the tip of the short machete pointing to Liu Feng was only ten-odd centimeters away from him.