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Xiao Yun charged toward Wong Ji, her eyes filled with endless anger and determination. Wong Ji, seeing this scene, showed a hint of surprise, but he quickly reacted, swinging his knife in an attempt to force Xiao Yun back.
"Do you dare to resist?" Wong Ji sneered, his voice laced with endless mockery and disdain. His knife glinted with a cold light, slicing through the air toward Xiao Yun.
However, at that moment, Xiao Yun was consumed by rage and felt no fear. Her eyes sparkled with immense hatred as she ignored all danger and continued to rush toward Wong Ji. The tip of the knife grazed her cheek, leaving a deep gash from which blood flowed instantly, but she seemed oblivious to the pain and remained resolute.
Wong Ji's knife cut through Xiao Yun's skin, staining her cheek with blood, but all she felt was boundless anger and determination. Enduring the excruciating pain, she pressed on toward Wong Ji, her gaze filled with fierce hatred and courage.
Finally, Xiao Yun reached Wong Ji's side. With swift precision, she kicked him in the groin, an area completely unprotected. Wong Ji had no time to react before he felt a sharp pain that forced him to double over, a look of agony crossing his face.
"You beast!" Xiao Yun shouted, her voice brimming with unending fury and resolve. Her eyes sparkled with intense hatred as she radiated immense strength and courage.
Wong Ji was caught off guard by the kick, bending over in pain while clutching his groin, his face contorted in distress. His knife fell limply to the ground as he trembled, unable to steady himself.
The soldiers watched in shock. Their laughter abruptly ceased as fear and astonishment flickered in their eyes. In that moment, Xiao Yun's bravery and rage left them utterly stunned and terrified.
Xiao Yun did not stop; her heart was filled with relentless anger and determination. Her fists swung like thunder toward Wong Ji, her eyes flashing with intense hatred. Each punch carried immense power as it struck Wong Ji's body, rendering him unable to fight back.
"This is for my mother!" Xiao Yun roared, her voice filled with profound pain and fury. Each punch was infused with unwavering resolve and strength, causing Wong Ji immeasurable suffering.
Under Xiao Yun's relentless assault, Wong Ji staggered backward, struggling in agony but unable to escape the endless torment. Each of Xiao Yun's punches felt like flames of vengeance burning through his body and soul, making it unbearable for him.
In a moment of overwhelming force from Xiao Yun, Wong Ji collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing violently. His face was etched with pain and anger as he could hardly believe he had been defeated by a young girl. His vision blurred, yet he still attempted to rise, shouting angrily at the nearby soldiers: "What are you doing? Just watching?"
The soldiers were stunned by the roar, quickly snapping back to reality. They looked at Wong Ji, a once imposing former private tutor, who had now become a joke. The soldiers no longer hesitated, grabbing their long rifles and lunging toward Xiao Yun.
Seeing the soldiers charging at her, Xiao Yun felt a tightness in her chest and hurriedly rolled onto the ground, desperately dodging their attacks. Her body tumbled on the dirt, mixing mud and blood, making her appear even more disheveled and desperate.
At that moment, her hand brushed against a knife on the ground, one that Wong Ji had dropped. She quickly picked it up and began wildly slashing at the air, her eyes flashing with immense anger and determination. Each swing of the knife was filled with boundless strength and courage, signaling the soldiers not to advance.
"Don't come any closer!" Xiao Yun shouted, her voice brimming with unwavering resolve and fury. Hatred flickered in her eyes as she radiated immense power and courage.
The soldiers were filled with fear and hesitation at this sight. Their steps faltered, unwilling to approach Xiao Yun. Each of her knife swings carried an overwhelming deterrent force, leaving them shocked and terrified.
Wong Ji watched this scene, his anger reaching a boiling point. A malicious glint flashed in his eyes as he desperately tried to stand up, but the excruciating pain in his body rendered him immobile. His face was contorted with agony and rage as he cursed incessantly.
Each swing of Xiao Yun's knife seemed to unleash her pent-up fury; her eyes were filled with hatred and determination. She knew she had to hold on, no matter how difficult it was or how many enemies stood before her; she had to protect herself and avenge her mother.
"Come on! You beasts!" Xiao Yun roared loudly, her voice filled with boundless anger and determination. Courage sparkled in her eyes as she resembled an enraged beast ready to confront any attack from her enemies.
The soldiers were taken aback by Xiao Yun's determination and courage, feeling immense shock and fear within themselves. They involuntarily stepped back, unwilling to approach this girl filled with rage and resolve.
Wong Ji managed to stand up with great difficulty, his body still trembling violently, blood trickling from his mouth, his face marked by pain and anger. Hatred flickered in his eyes as he looked at the soldiers, his voice seething with endless fury and contempt: "What are you all doing? Afraid of a filthy woman? Get moving! You bastards!"
The soldiers were momentarily stunned by his shout; they exchanged glances, revealing hints of hesitation and unease. But ultimately they obeyed the command, stepping closer to Xiao Yun one step at a time. Gripping their long rifles tightly, their eyes glinted with cold ruthlessness as they steadily closed in on her.
Wong Ji's arrogant smile reappeared as he watched Xiao Yun's frantic yet helpless demeanor, filling him with endless pleasure and satisfaction. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, his voice laced with mockery and disdain.
“Ha ha ha! You filthy woman, do you still think you can resist?” Wong Ji laughed, his eyes gleaming with malice and cruelty. “Look at you now, it’s truly hard not to laugh! Ha ha ha!”
Xiao Yun continued to swing the knife wildly in her hand, but her heart was filled with endless helplessness and despair. She knew she could no longer hold on; the enemies before her were increasing, while her strength was waning.
The soldiers advanced step by step, their faces showing cold and ruthless expressions, their spears glinting with a chilling light under the moon. Their steps were firm and powerful, mercilessly closing in on Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun's eyes were filled with boundless anger and pain, her heart overwhelmed by indescribable despair. She knew she could not escape, yet she still refused to give up. Each swing of her knife was infused with endless strength and determination, trying to fend off the soldiers' assault.
“Stay back! Stay back!” Xiao Yun's voice was hoarse and desperate, filled with overwhelming fear and helplessness. Her body trembled uncontrollably, but she persisted, unwilling to surrender.
Wong Ji watched Xiao Yun struggle, his smile growing even more cruel and arrogant. His laughter echoed in the night sky, filled with endless mockery and disdain.
“You pitiful filthy woman, don’t you understand?” Wong Ji sneered. “You cannot resist or escape! You can only watch yourself being tormented, ha ha ha!”
Xiao Yun's heart was filled with immense pain and despair; her eyes sparkled with deep hatred and determination. She knew she could no longer hold on, but she still refused to give up. Each swing of her knife was filled with boundless strength and resolve as she attempted to stop the soldiers' advance.
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