Reborn Daughter: The Young Lady Wants to Make a Trouble

"She is very ruthless." Seeing Xueyue twisting her body and kicking a poor woman on the head with all her strength, the emperor smiled. Xueyue didn't wait for Wen Yaoqin to come back to her senses, and kicked her quickly, one after another, hitting Wen Yaoqin's body on both sides at random.

"Well, she has two growing boys at home. I wouldn't be surprised if one of my nephews taught her something," the Queen replied with a smile.

Xueyue's opponent didn't stand a chance. When her opponent grabbed Xueyue's legs and stopped kicking, she kicked upward from the chin, slamming Wen Yaoqin's head back.

"At least, she should conserve her energy for the next two games." Princess Gu Feiying said, giving her son a pointed look. "Do you really want to marry such a violent woman?"

"Yes, a thousand times," his eager face said. He watched her every move with rapt attention. She kicked, blocked, blocked, kicked again, and then punched without any effort.

"Commander, what do you think of her skills?" The emperor deliberately asked Wen Jinkai. Xueyue relaxed her guard for a moment and was hit in the side.

"Unreasonable." Wen Jinkai frowned slightly, his brows furrowed. What was she doing? She could have easily blocked the kick, but she got herself hurt. Was she showing mercy to her opponent?

As Xue Yue grabbed the opponent's legs, his eyes widened slightly, and he smiled slightly, and suddenly pulled the woman forward. She was about to throw a punch, but the drum sounded, marking the end of the fight.

The fourth prince smiled even brighter. She won the first round with excellent results. "Isn't that your half-sister, Wen Yaoqin? With her bloodline, I think her skills should be even better." He glanced at the commander and said with a sly smile.

"Well, King Wenxuan treats his daughters like treasures and is quite tolerant of their training." Duke Li Taojun explained, his eyes resting on Li Xueyue. Is she Li? No wonder she looks like his brother, but there is a strange feeling about her. He couldn't put his finger on it.

The fourth prince glanced at the commander, his expression unreadable. Even if the latter was annoyed by the slight provocation, he did not show it.

He said: "I'm sure he regrets letting her compete now. She made a fool of herself but I guess her qualities are in her bloodline."

The emperor took a sip of tea and stole a glance at his determined commander. How would the dragon react to the tiger's attack?

Commander Wen Jinkai leaned back in his chair, next to the crown prince who finally showed up at the game. Because the crown princess was pregnant, his travel time was longer than usual. The commander's seat arrangement was a position that everyone wanted but no one could touch.

“Aren’t you going to respond?” Prince Wang Qianghao smiled slightly as his friend took a leisurely sip of tea and turned the teacup with his rough fingers.

"It's a waste of breath to deal with buzzing flies." Wen Jinkai said calmly with a blank expression.

"Pfft, I think you are right." Wang Qianghao supported himself with his arms and laughed happily.

Wang Longhe tightened his grip on the handrail and gritted his teeth. He wanted to retort, but Concubine Gu stretched out a warning hand and placed it on his hand. Silence is a virtue. Even if he took the initiative to provoke, there was no need to respond.

The second round of the competition has begun. The first round of the competition in which eight players participated has ended, and the four winners will enter the second round. The two winners of the second round will enter the semi-finals to compete for a place in the final. The winner of the semi-final will face Ning Huabing, who entered the final due to the draw.

"Do you want to know what I overheard?" Wang Qianghao leaned towards the commander, thinking. "Is it true that you are devoted to one woman?"

When the commander didn't respond, the prince snorted. "Don't snub me just because I asked a few questions. Your answers are too stingy."

Wen Jinkai ignored the complaining prince beside him. His eyes narrowed and fell on Xueyue's next opponent, Han Jieru, who was the number one suspect in his arrow incident.

Unconsciously, the temperature around him became cold. Thinking of that incident, his face became deathly calm. She was almost hurt and injured. Someone must pay for this. He will not let this go without seeking revenge.

"Oh, I know now!" Wang Qianghao smiled excitedly, his eyes sparkling. "Is it her? The one wearing the light blue robe."

The queen held back a sigh of dejection at her foolish son. How could he not have sensed the deathly aura emanating from the commander? He was clearly troubled by something. She was certain that it was not the prince's cry, but something else.

"What a delicate face..." Wang Qianghao finally saw Li Xueyue's full appearance and his eyes widened.

Distance could not obscure her radiant beauty. She was absolutely stunning in every way. With shoulders relaxed and chin held high, she held herself in the utmost respect.

"I suggest you pursue her as soon as possible. Such charming women are rare..." he commented.

Wang Qianghao raised his hands in surrender, and Wen Jinkai glared at him fiercely. "I just admire the looks of my future sister-in-law, that's all."

Wang Qianghao tried not to get close to his father, the emperor. Although he was used to Wen Jinkai's indifference, he still found it difficult to deal with Wen Jinkai's murderous aura. To anger the commander was to knock on death's door and be welcomed by death with open arms.

"Your jokes are not funny at all, my dear son." The queen shook her head slowly. "Sister-in-law? That's a very strange name for a child."

“Well, she is one of the few women who can win the heart of my beloved brother. Shouldn’t I be prepared for the future title?” Wang Qianghao nudged the commander with his elbow to make him respond.

Upon hearing this, King Li Tao raised his eyebrows. He turned to the commander and asked, "Boy, are you interested in Li Xueyue?"

Wen Jinkai turned his eyes away from Li Xueyue, who barely dodged a kick aimed at her head. He was about to counterattack, but Han Jieru kicked Xueyue in the gap, stopping him instantly.

Before Xueyue could come to her senses, Han Jieru raised her leg and delivered a dangerous hammer kick, injuring not only her head but also her face.

Being dodged by her skillfully, Wen Jinkai held his breath, grabbed Han Jieru's ankle and pushed her to the ground. At this moment, Han Jieru swept her leg and knocked Li Xueyue to the ground.

Li Xueyue tried to stand up, but Han Jieru kicked her hard in the stomach.

“Xiao Jin?!” The queen gasped when Wen Jinkai suddenly stood up from his seat. Seeing the ferocious look on his face, she widened her eyes in horror.

"You can't," she scolded, but he ignored her.

"Where are you going?!" When he was about to reach the stairs, she frowned and looked disapproving, but was stopped by Wang Qianghao.

"You wanna go get some fresh air? I need some too, wait!"

Wen Jinkai broke free from the prince's hand, but was stunned. Li Xueyue finally stood up, with an elusive expression on her face. Without warning, she backhandedly hit Han Jieru, and the sound of the collision resounded throughout the stadium. There was silence all around, and everyone watched intently.

Li Xueyue slashed with both hands, hitting Han Jieru's throat. This move was very effective, Han Jieru bent slightly, and the back of her neck opened.

Now that Han Jieru's face was lowered, Xueyue had the opportunity to kick her in the face. And she did so without hesitation.

If Han Jieru didn't mind kicking someone down, then she should be prepared for the same treatment. But she wasn't. She immediately covered her face with her hands, which gave Li Xueyue a perfect opportunity to strike again.

Han Jieru was no longer able to continue the competition, and Li Xueyue prepared to end the game.

Suddenly, Han Jieru rushed towards Xueyue with a staggering punch. Xueyue caught the fist easily and punched Han Jieru hard in the stomach. An eye for an eye. In an instant, Han Jieru fell to the ground and could no longer stand up.

Li Xueyue maintained her dignity, stood still, analyzed the fallen Han Jieru, and then bowed respectfully. She voluntarily ended the game.

Li Xueyue had the opportunity to kick Han Jieru when she fell to the ground, but she didn't. She didn't like dirty fighting.

Her rough sparring skills should have ruined the upper class's good impression of her, but at the last moment, she came to her senses.

The audience quietly praised her ability to control her emotions. She could have finished off Han Jieru without any remorse, but she didn't. She knew her opponent had already lost. There was no need to knock her out with a shocking blow.