Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 1025 - 61 Mighty and Unyielding

Chapter 1025 -61 Mighty and Unyielding

Since the rest of the Huofeng Team members had been sent away by Zhou Hongyu in advance, Yan Yu’s escape route was clear, without any blind fools coming to stop him.

But Zhou Hongyu was faster! Seeing that she was about to catch up, Yan Yu suddenly made a sharp turn and dashed into the adjacent room through the wall.

This was evidently the Huofeng Team’s resting room. In the corner were dumbbells and sandbags, Qin Meng’s personal equipment. On the table was a butterfly ecological tank, clearly Tang Xiaolian’s hobby.

On the other side of the room, there was a countertop with a used portable cooking pot and many unopened hot pot bases beside it… Yan Yu didn’t have time to observe further before Zhou Hongyu, who had phased through the wall, grabbed him from behind.

“Why do you run when you see me?” she asked viciously.

“Why are you chasing me?” Yan Yu immediately retorted, losing none of his momentum.

As for why he ran, it was obviously because there was a bed in the room, and he was afraid of getting caught and eaten by her. On a normal day, Yan Yu wouldn’t fear her, but after assisting Tang Xiaolian which depleted his vitality and then fighting Zhao Yuanzhen and the puppet Ami together, he had no strength left to deal with Zhou Hongyu.

Zhou Hongyu was at a loss for words: Why was she chasing him?

Of course, it was because he ran when he saw her, triggering her hunting instinct!

“If you didn’t run, I wouldn’t chase you.” Zhou Hongyu pushed Yan Yu onto the sofa. “What, you don’t want to see me?”

“Hongyu.” Yan Yu said earnestly, “This is your team’s resting room. What if someone comes in and sees us like this, all hugging and holding? That wouldn’t be good, would it?”

Zhou Hongyu pressed him down and sneered. She took out her phone from the pocket of her jeans, typed something, hit send, and showed Yan Yu the screen.

She had sent a message to the team group:

“I’m going to kill Yan Yu today. Who’s in favor, who’s against?”

The first to reply was Meng Qingxi:

“The captain’s grudge with Captain Yan, has it finally come to an end? Please, make sure to tell me the location of the duel. Even if I’m burned to death by the captain’s Great Bright Fire, it’s worth the ticket price!”

“Uh, will the captain be a match for Captain Yan?” Hou Qing joined the discussion, “Emotionally, I support the captain wholeheartedly, but if I estimate rationally…”

“She can’t win,” Zhang Huaide added the words Hou Qing didn’t dare say.

“Hahahaha, why do you suddenly want to fight?” Tang Xiaolian sent a bunch of smiling emojis, but those soybean-like smiles seemed to carry a deep meaning.

“See.” Zhou Hongyu shook her phone a few times and said with a sneer, “Everyone supports me killing you.” frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

“This is a complete misunderstanding!” Yan Yu slapped her phone away. “The ‘kill’ you’re talking about and the ‘kill’ everyone misunderstood are completely different things, aren’t they? If someone really comes in and sees us, it would be a social death for both of us, wouldn’t it?”

“Doesn’t matter,” Zhou Hongyu crossed her arms and said, “Since I caught you, today you will do it, whether you want to or not.”

One has to admit, Zhou Hongyu really had the capital to say that. Her long, black hair was beautiful, her features were dignified yet not lacking in heroism, and her brows and eyes bore a look that was half teasing and half challenging, making one want to see her proud face show a look of humiliated submission.

She wore a letter T-shirt under her denim jacket, with many of the letters swelling up, revealing hints of the black shoulder straps inside. Below, her denim jeans wrapped around plump thighs; due to frequent fights and battles, her legs had an extremely impressive low body fat percentage, robust enough to easily kick someone’s head off or clamp someone’s waist with scissor-like legs.

Yan Yu didn’t respond immediately, his mind caught in an intense conflict between reason and emotion. Emotionally, Zhou Hongyu dared to overstep her bounds, and he must suppress and punish her immediately. Otherwise, she would become increasingly unruly. But from a rational perspective, his current physical condition was indeed not suitable for a confrontation with her.

Seeing Yan Yu’s clearly hesitant and struggling expression, Zhou Hongyu also lost her patience.

Usually, she would have pounced already, but recalling Tang Xiaolian’s words “not only conquer the body but also tame the heart,” she forced herself to curb her throbbing appetite, showing instead a disdainful and scornful expression, coldly saying:

“If you can’t do it, just say it. I’ll find someone else to help fix it.”

Yan Yu suddenly changed color, his eyes immediately became resolute.

Although the two were neither married nor in a relationship, as a die-hard pure love warrior, how could Yan Yu let an apple he had bitten be eaten by another person?

“Zhou Hongyu,” he said icily, “you’re playing with fire.”

“So what if I am?” Zhou Hongyu replied with an unabashed sneer, “If you have the guts, kill me?”

“Then as you wish.” Yan Yu’s eyes seemed to hold a lion’s fury.

In the room, Tang Xiaolian was sitting on the bed, meditating again, looking into her dantian.

The True Yuan was indeed being purified.

What a miraculous secret technique, no wonder Yan Yu emphasized not to tell anyone, or it would surely attract endless covetous eyes.

Thinking of this, she blushed slightly.

Although it was nominally for cultivation, her behavior during the process was somewhat exaggerated.

Luckily, he was always gentle…

Lost in a reverie for a moment, thinking of every detail from before, Tang Xiaolian’s cheeks suddenly turned red. She buried her head under the blanket and screamed, trying to vent all her embarrassment and awkward feelings.

Suddenly, her phone rang. Her hair a mess, she rose and took the call.

“Hello.” On the other end was Zhou Hongyu’s voice, somewhat hoarse for some reason. “Xiaolian, have you rested well?”

“What is it?” Tang Xiaolian asked in confusion.

“Come to the team’s resting room quickly…” Zhou Hongyu’s words were cut short as if something had covered her mouth.

She wants me to go to the team’s resting room? Tang Xiaolian was puzzled. But considering it was a summon from the captain, she changed into outdoor clothes and left the room.

Each team had its own activities; for example, the Qing’an Team liked to play games, so their resting room had a large 24K TV screen. The Huofeng Team enjoyed gatherings, often setting a table in the center with various ingredients cooking in a pot, filling the air with the enticing aroma of butter and chili.

But this time was different. As soon as Tang Xiaolian pushed open the resting room door, it wasn’t the smell of food that hit her.

Her face instantly turned pale, her legs trembled as she saw Zhou Hongyu lying on the floor with Yan Yu standing over her. The once proud and beautiful captain now lay like mud, her eyes vacant, lips slightly parted, frothing at the mouth, on the verge of passing out.

Yan Yu looked down at the fallen Zhou Hongyu without any pity, only the emptiness and confusion of someone who had exhausted all their strength to slay an enemy.

This wasn’t just an ordinary fight! You’ve definitely given her internal injuries!

“Should I call an ambulance?” Tang Xiaolian asked, trembling.

“No need,” Yan Yu said leisurely, “Your captain provoked me again. Now she pays the price. The injuries aren’t serious; she’ll probably be able to get out of bed tomorrow.”

His voice was steady, but it carried a strange, ethereal quality, as if it wasn’t quite grounded.

“Oh.” Tang Xiaolian forced a smile, “The captain just called me, asking me to come…”

“Come to replace her,” Yan Yu said.

“…Huh?”

Before Tang Xiaolian could show her surprise, Yan Yu pulled her over, making her scream.

Outside the resting area, in the dining room’s private booth, four men were gathered around a hotpot.

Qin Meng, the body cultivating cultivator, a standard carnivore, used to eat five or six plates of meat at once, but now he seemed to have no appetite, just drinking cup after cup of wine.

“Old Qin, why aren’t you eating?” Meng Qingxi asked, his mouth greasy as he added a piece of tripe to the pot. “If you don’t eat, we’ll finish it all.”

“You guys think…” Qin Meng sighed deeply, “is there no chance for me and Captain Zhou?”

“There was never a chance from the start,” Hou Qing joked.

“No,” Qin Meng shook his head, “At first, I did have a chance. Do you remember? Captain Zhou used to really hate Captain Yan, wanting to kill him with a stab.”

“Women,” Meng Qingxi mused poetically, “you never know if the next moment will bring love or hate.”

“Save some meat for Qin Meng,” Zhang Huaide ordered, cleaning his glasses. “Don’t finish it all.”

“I’m not hungry, Captain Zhang,” Qin Meng sighed. “Hou Qing, didn’t you used to like Xiaolian? Now she seems to like Captain Yan, what do you think?”

“Did I?” Hou Qing turned, his mouth full of shrimp and tofu skin.

“You did,” Zhang Huaide said, “when we first joined.”

“Eh, it was just youthful crushes, what does it matter?” Hou Qing shrugged, “She wasn’t interested in me, so that’s it. It’s not like I’m fixated on her. Just think, with our status, wouldn’t we have lots of female cultivators lining up for a date if we went public?”

“They’re not like Captain Zhou,” Qin Meng shook his head.

“Nonsense, with Captain Zhou’s explosive temper, who but Captain Yan could handle her?” Meng Qingxi laughed, “Any other man would get his ear ripped off with just a few words out of line.”

“Only Captain Yan is strong enough not to fear her. Your mere body refining technique couldn’t withstand the Great Bright Fire, right? We’d have to send your ashes back home in a box.”

Qin Meng was silent for a moment, thinking that with Captain Zhou’s temper, she was indeed far from gentle and kind. Perhaps only someone as powerful as Captain Yan could match her…

“Not thinking about it!” He stood up boldly, raising his glass, “Let’s drink!”

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