C63 (1/2)

”Why did you come back?” The Literary God had a straight face, but Wen Lifei didn't dare to go forward.

”Dad, mom, I don't want to go to school anymore. I want to stay with you guys, I want to stay with my grandparents!” Wen Bufan ran over and shook his arm.

”Fan, you should quickly go to school, right? How can you not go to school? ” The Imperial Consort Li said anxiously.

”Nonsense, hurry up and go to school with Ouyang laoshi. If you don't go, I'll treat you as though I don't have a daughter. You don't need to come back anymore. Someone, kick her out!” Literary God had a sullen face as he pulled out his arm.

”Yes, old master!” A few servants came to pull Wen Bufan. But she still had to be careful. After all, she couldn't offend the young master. They did not put a child in their eyes. They would try their best to gently deal with it, they thought.

”Scram, let's see who dares to pull me? Whoever dares to pull me will be beaten until all his teeth fall out! ” Wen Bufan immediately flew up and kicked a servant. Although she was small, she had been trained since she was young, two or three servants were no problem, and after a while, they were all knocked out.

”Ouch!” Young Miss's strength is truly great. ” A servant fell to the ground, clutching his stomach.

”Hahaha, you know how powerful I am right? ”You two, attack together!” Wen Bufan said excitedly with her hands on her hips.

”No, I still don't want it …” The other two servants waved their hands in fright.

”Truly useless!” Literary God was very angry, he couldn't even beat a little kid. His face was red, but just as he wanted to get angry, he wanted to use his own divine power to teach Wen Bufan a lesson.

”Old master, let me try!” Another unconvinced servant jumped out of the house. His skills were better.

Seeing that, Literary God was overjoyed, and thought: ”Brat, let's see if you can still be so arrogant this time! ”He really doesn't know his place.” As expected, the moment this muscular man appeared, everyone felt proud and elated.

Wen Bufan sucked in a breath of cold air, her brain working faster than anyone else's: ”Uncle Ma, let's compete in poems right?”

”Oh, your Uncle Ma is a boor, how could he know that? Just come and fight me, I'll let you have three moves and not fight back. If you can't beat me, then just let Teacher Ouyang do it, okay?” Uncle Ma said with a smile.

”Then if I beat you in one move, would I not have to go to school?” Wen Bufan asked calmly.

”Alright, let everyone here bear witness!” Ma Lili said confidently.

Wen Bufan did not answer and intended to launch a sneak attack and instead sent a kick towards Ma Li Gang's body. Unexpectedly, Ma Li Gang's body dodged, causing her to kick the air, falling onto her butt on the ground. ”It hurts!”

Wen Bufan clenched her teeth, not caring about the pain, she stood up and used her little fists to smash Uncle Ma's thigh again, the result was as if he had hit a rock.

”Ouch, it hurts, are these legs made of stone?” Wen Bufan's eyes were filled with tears, but she tried her best to prevent them from flowing out.

”There's still one last move left. You better be careful!” Uncle Ma said with a smile.

But unexpectedly, Wen Bufan clenched her teeth, lowered her head, and seemed to want to fight to the death. She quickly used her little brain to charge towards Uncle Ma, but she actually made a feint, and when she was in front of Uncle Ma, she used her little foot to trip him up. Uncle Ma did not expect him to be like this, and almost lost his balance after rushing for so far.

Wen Bufan was still feeling proud, but when she saw that Ma Li Gang thought he was going to fall, he happily announced to everyone present: ”I've won, I've won against Uncle Ma.”

The Literary God smiled. He was just like a normal person, with a good heart and eyes, but he had to suppress her spirit. However, in the human world, he could not use his godly powers.