Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

The man's expression turned bitter. After experiencing once, how ruthless and superior Ling Qingyu was in all aspects, he really couldn't resist.

When Ling Qingyu launched a provocation, it was wronged to say he wasn't angry, especially since the taunter came from a weak woman.

Any person who had provoked him in the past didn't meet good ends. In front of his burly figure and capable martial arts, they were like ants. Now, the river flowed 30 years to the east, 30 years to the west; there would be a time when a person became old. He was just another ant for Ling Qingyu.

"Why? Scared now?" Ling Qingyu raised her brows. "Don't think you'll survive if you don't make a move. At least, there's a chance when you resist me than staying silent. Now, entertain me, will you?"

The man cracked his finger joints and walked slowly. He struggled to keep his stance, stumbling over his footsteps.

What the woman said was right. Doing nothing meant death; what was there to fear? Even if the hope was slim, there was still a chance but the poor man didn't realize his chance was lower than 1 percent.

He thought he had more than one-fourth of surviving, believing his previous carelessness had led to severe injury. After careful assumption, he realized his defeat must be due to his underestimation. He pretended to be slow and weak to lower Ling Qingyu's vigilance and strike a sudden attack.

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The moment he thought the distance was close, he lunged forward and swung his fist. Ling Qingyu stood still, immobile, prompting his lips to curl into an evil grin.

Stupid woman, as expected; those with big breasts had no brain, he thought. He already pictured the scene of celebration after defeating the woman and showing her, that the true female's role was to serve men like him, then humiliate her under his crotch. When he expected his fist to land on Ling Qingyu's face and it was too late for her to react, the unthinkable happened. Ling Qingyu moved!

Her face backed slightly, causing the deadly object to flash past her nostril. Too slow, Ling Qingyu had a disdainful smile.

The wind from his exertion blew her hairlines but she didn't flinch, not even her eyes blinked. Ling Qingyu simply returned a jab, followed by a cross. Both landed accurately on the man's face. The two punches threw the man back a couple of steps.

A portion of space revealed under his hood displayed two panda eyes.

"Pfft—Sister Ling is scary," a choking laughter came from Ling Qingyu's back. She didn't need to turn around to know, the culprit was her Sister Yin.

"I'm really sorry, please continue." Yin Jingfei waved her hand when all the attention hovered over her figure. Not only her, the two women outside also wanted to laugh if not for a serious life-and-death situation in their minds.

The three no longer had fears after seeing Ling Qingyu had the upper hand. In contrast, in spite of his disheveled and shameful appearance, the man was exhilarated.

The force contained in Ling Qingyu's punches was tolerable though they were a bit too fast for him to react but he had the confidence to wrangle back and forth.

In fact, Ling Qingyu restrained her strength and merely used average female strength. She wanted to test her skills since her strength crushed the opponent by a whole level.

She suspected if she used full force, the fate of being slaughtered awaited the man.

"Come again," The man shouted and charged forward.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Flurries of punches and kicks ensued as Ling Qingyu dodged and parried each attack with ease. She controlled her strength and the rhythm. She also made counterattacks and the attacks went back and forth.

Her moves resulted in more dodges than blocks when she lowered her strength. This couldn't be helped.

When Yin Jingfei and two women saw Ling Qingyu 'struggling' with the huge man, their faces sank and turned bitter again. Indeed, it was already outstanding for a weak woman to fight against a beast for so long. They were beginning to worry about their demise.

Perhaps, the initial success belonged to luck, they thought. No one blamed Ling Qingyu as arrogant for giving the bastard a chance to come back.

The man's confidence surged as time passed and he wrongly assumed Ling Qingyu's strength. The belief that his underestimation and surprise attack had cost him an injury grew more and more. Naturally, he attacked more fiercely and faster.

Every blow uttered loud cracks inside the room as if his heavy attacks would incapacitate Ling Qingyu soon and each collision between muscles and bones flushed grimace in the three women's expressions. But what he didn't know was Ling Qingyu's disappointed eyes during the exchange.

Only Ling Qingyu understood what was going on. Her sudden decision to give the robber a chance wasn't on a whim.

Since her guards planned to breach in, she must attain valuable intel, which was from the man fighting against her.

She was testing the man's depth—his skills and willpower. From the current exchange, she understood, that although the man's skills indeed came from a military background, he could never be a specialist. The punching and kicking moves originated from military kickboxing art. Along with the man's endurance to persevere in spite of pain ascertained Ling Qingyu's guess of more than 70 percent.

He shouldn't be alone who brought expertise from the military. That was enough since Ling Qingyu couldn't gain more by continuing the fruitless duel. A minute had passed by; now was the time to end this.

Impatient, the man jumped and attempted to knee her chin. Helplessly rolling her eyes at the man's obvious weakness of being midair, Ling Qingyu sidestepped the powerful blow instead of disrupting her opponent, raised her arm to block another round horse kick to her head, and lifted the front thigh. The man's additional low spinning sweep kick hit nothing but air.

Oops, the man cried inwardly as he missed everything, realizing Ling Qingyu hid her edge.

Ling Qingyu swiftly rotated her pelvis and smashed her already raised leg toward his temple, which was right at the exact weak point when the man performed a low spinning sweep. Ling Qingyu floored him at the precise feeble moment when the man lost all defenses. She really had let the water go so many times but he failed her expectations.

The man froze and dropped to the floor in an ugly manner, unthinkable to normal human beings. His face planted and his limps immobile, Ling Qingyu knocked him out, cold, to a factory reset setting. Even if she restrained her strength to the lowest, the chasm between the two in terms of skills was as wide as heaven and earth.

"Yaah! Yiss. Yess." Cries of happiness rushed from behind, scaring Ling Qingyu to leap.

"Ahem…" Ling Qingyu coughed to cover her embarrassment and patted her clothes to adjust any wrinkles.

Seeing delight in the eyes of three women from surviving a crisis and after protecting their innocence, Ling Qingyu sighed and felt fulfilled. Weakness was indeed the original sin.

If she hadn't practiced, if she didn't have Miss System, if she hadn't trained with sweats and tears under Tang Ziyi, she might be begging for mercy and hoping for a better fate like the three women.

Maybe, she would have to crawl under these men's crotch to survive and suffer injustice, staining her innocence that would mark deep in her bones. The difference between being able to protect oneself and only having the option to rely on others, had proven a lot today.

Ling Qingyu clicked her tongue and walked near the man's figure, whispering to herself or Athena. "Since this man is like a small leader among the robbers, I think you can extrapolate sufficient data for my subordinates."

"Yes, Mom."

Ling Qingyu nodded and stomped the man's head. A crack, and the man's breathing stopped. She broke the man's neck.