Chapter 1340 - 1354: This Kid Underestimated His Opponent
Three people stepped forward, and it finally dawned on An Ran why these groomsmen looked familiar; turns out, they were Mu Xingfeng’s men. She had known Ding Liang and He Qing for a while now—they worked under Mu Xingfeng back in Nan’an.
Jeez, no wonder Mu Xingfeng was so confident. She was worried for nothing.
Looking at the trio again, one had to admit they were all perfect clothes horses; they had lean silhouettes in clothes and muscle underneath—enough to make people swoon.
Ding Liang was the first to step onto the stage, visibly excited, especially with his opponents being bridesmaids in princess dresses.
He walked up front, took off his jacket, pointed a finger at Chen Yuanyuan, then gestured for her to come closer with a beckoning finger, "You, Chen Yuanyuan, right? Ladies first, I’ll let you have three moves."
His utterly provoking gesture matched with his punchable expression made him a perfect example of someone ready to get punched.
Chen Yuanyuan kicked off her high heels from her feet, walked forward barefoot, rotating her wrists.
Sun Wangbei, hiding behind Mu Xingfeng, was fired up; making jabbing motions with his fists, "Come on, if you’re a man, step up! Give these clueless ladies a lesson for Brother to marry Sis-in-law sooner!"
Mu Xingfeng tactfully stepped aside, raising a brow, "Want to swap in?"
Sun Wangbei immediately chickened out with a sheepish grin, "Forget it, I don’t hit women."
Mu Xingfeng pursed his lips, snorted softly, then turned back to watch the fight in front.
These guys only saw opponents, not women, and wouldn’t hesitate to fight them. Lin Ruonan’s ladies might be women, but none were pushovers. Ding Liang, by letting his opponent have three moves, underestimated her.
Chen Yuanyuan stepped up without any niceties, launching a kick up right away. Although clad in a fluffy princess dress, she was so swift her kick was barely noticeable before her leg returned to position.
To be fair, Ding Liang was indeed an elite selected from the Special Training Team. With Chen Yuanyuan’s fierce triple kicks, he expertly dodged with mere body shifts.
"Well done!"
Sun Wangbei couldn’t resist cheering for Ding Liang, even his thin cousin chimed in with a loud whistle.
Ding Liang glanced back proudly at his companions, then raised his brows at Chen Yuanyuan with a grin, "Three moves are done, now it’s my turn to strike back."
Saying this, he leaped forward, intending to land a spectacular spinning mid-air kick with his imposing posture.
Yet, his large maneuvers made him completely forget he was dressed in formal attire.
A sound of something ripping resonated, "Crack—"
Instinctively mid-air, Ding Liang shifted his posture protectively, aborting his perfect spinning kick.
Not only that, but to guard the origin of the sound, Ding Liang exposed his upper body and head, allowing Chen Yuanyuan to land an unreserved kick.
Her foot made contact with his sun-kissed muscular face with a crisp sound "Pop," perfectly synchronized with the rhythm and sound of the cheek-slap.
Ding Liang almost felt his facial muscles twitching in cadence with the intimate touch from her foot.
Then, his entire body was helplessly sent flying.
In that airborne moment, genuinely concerned for his dignity, Ding Liang defied gravitational and centrifugal forces, using both hands to staunchly guard his crucial parts.