Chapter 192: If You Have the Skill, That Woman Should Fight Me

Chapter 192: If You Have the Skill, That Woman Should Fight Me

In the past, every time Ci Xin participated in a fight, Ruo Xi Baby was usually either busy or being held by her uncle and mother, unable to clearly see how he fought.

All she knew was that Ci Xin fought ruthlessly.

But today, seeing him in action, she realized that if he had been around in my past life, he would have been branded a great villain by the righteous sects.

He enjoyed using people as human shields, slamming them into each other.

In previous battles against bandits and assassins in various cities, he would grab two people and force one to slam into the other so hard that their bones seemed to fuse together.

Today, he didn’t smash people together.

Instead, he dislocated every joint in their bodies.

They were still alive, but their arms and legs were twisted in the wrong directions. They couldn’t tell whether to move forward or backward, and when they collapsed, they didn’t know which way to fall. The air filled with agonized screams, and the Tatar leader panicked.

"Th-this is the Imperial Tutor of Great Wei, you… you… you… this…" The leader stammered, unable to express what he wanted to say.

"What’s your problem, leader? I told you I’d fight until you submit. Now, how many more of you want to join the fight?" Ci Xin asked.

Even Xiaoyue stood nearby, watching with a tight-lipped smile.

Ci Xin was effeminate.

His slanted brows and sinuous figure exuded an air of dangerous allure. Not to mention his face, which could captivate both men and women, but his overall demeanor was irresistible to most people.

Moments ago, he moved like a supple serpent, weaving through the crowd with blinding speed.

As a result, those people ended up twisted and distorted, like reflections in a funhouse mirror.

The Tatars, men and women alike, were built like tanks and had always relied on brute force to dominate.

The townsfolk of Beiling were mostly frail, lacking food and clothing, living in poverty. How many of them could fight against these robust and fierce Tatars?

Thus, from the Northern Desert to the south, many cities had been ravaged by the Tatars, who did as they pleased, bullying people as they wished.

Even Gong Xian had been robbed of silver and grain for the sake of the townsfolk, but he was helpless against them.

The Emperor of Great Wei and his entourage appeared delicate and slender, and the Tatars didn’t take them seriously.

But Ci Xin’s display of power scared them out of their wits.

"Men fighting each other is no fun! If you have the skill, that woman should fight me!" A burly Tatar woman stepped forward, pointing at Xiaoyue and said.

She wanted to restore her tribe's confidence through Xiaoyue.

"Me? Should I fight to kill or just until you're half-dead?" Xiaoyue asked.

Ruo Xi Baby turned to look at her mother and couldn’t help but praise, "Mother, you phrased that perfectly. Hmm, ever since we left the General's household, my mother's mind has been growing so fast!"

Xiaoyue felt a black line forming on her forehead, ready to hit the ground.

Months later, her daughter was still bringing up that incident, much to Xiaoyue’s embarrassment.

She would have to find a way to bribe her daughter to stop mentioning it. How humiliating.

"The Tatar women do have some strength; mother, you should be cautious! There seem to be some insects crawling in that woman's sleeves, but it's unclear what kind of insects they are. Could they be hidden weapons? Little Azure Dragon..."

Ruo Xi Baby quickly glanced at Little Azure Dragon.

"Hmm?" Little Azure Dragon didn't want to be called Little Azure Dragon; he found that green color so unappealing. What he wanted to be was Little Black Dragon—black was so impressive!

Ruo Xi Baby looked at Little Azure Dragon, knowing that he always saw himself as Little Black Dragon and always thought black was cool and handsome.

But he always wore white—pure white, so bright that following him at night would make it impossible to lose your way.

Ruo Xi Baby felt that this guy was, more or less, a bit eccentric.

"Alright, Little Heart, what's going on over there?" Ruo Xi Baby, seeing her mother step forward, became anxious, worried her mother might be outmatched. So she had no choice but to soften her tone: "Let me see what medicine can be used to eliminate them!"

Ci Xin carefully examined the woman's sleeves and immediately understood.

"Wait!" Ci Xin coldly shouted, lifting several ropes in his hand. "Ladies, with those wide sleeves, are you planning to fight by pulling each other's sleeves?"

After saying that, he walked over to Xiaoyue and tied up her sleeves, all the while not forgetting to rub something into Xiaoyue's hand.

Xiaoyue's brows furrowed slightly. Although she knew he was helping her, she couldn't shake the feeling that his actions reminded her of a flirtatious man.

Well, she couldn't exactly call him sleazy—after all, he was good-looking.

Given his good looks, it felt more like he was flirting!

Though he remained a virgin, he had a knack for flirting with nearly every woman he encountered, so his actions were smooth and unnoticeable!

Once Xiaoyue's sleeves were tied, Ci Xin turned around, holding two ropes.

"Alright, come and tie me up!" The woman extended her hand, her arm as thick as Ci Xin's waist.

"You don't need to. I'm just worried that our princess's sleeves might be inconvenient!" Ci Xin shook the ropes in his hand and then stepped back a few paces.

"Hmph!" The woman ground her teeth. "Pretty boy, like a toothpick, doesn't look useful at all."

"You..." Ci Xin clenched his teeth but couldn't be bothered to argue with such a woman.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yin raised his hand, intending to cover Xiao Xi'er's ears, but he didn't manage to block it in time, and Xiao Xi'er heard everything.

Ruo Xi Baby, however, was indifferent to these words. She didn't really care about Ci Xin; after all, she couldn't control him!

Right now, she was only concerned about whether the powder Ci Xin had used earlier would work.

"Those are Iron Beetles, specially cultivated after being captured from tombs. Under normal circumstances, they can't be killed—they split and burrow into human flesh, feeding on blood and flesh," Ci Xin said, holding Ruo Xi Baby.

"Iron Beetles, aren't they corpse insects? Cover them with rock ash and then burn them."

"But, what's this woman's background? A beautiful enchantress? Does she possess a heart-bewitching technique that has enchanted the Tatar men? Or maybe their eyesight has always been poor?"

As Ruo Xi Baby thought this, she watched her mother nimbly flip over the woman, spin around, and return, using the same technique as Ci Xin.

With just a few moves, the woman's hands were twisted behind her back.