Tightening the long whip in her hand and glancing over at Qin Fang in the distance, Zhuoma also clenched her teeth, slightly raising her arm, ready to make her move.

Thwack~~

Having adjusted the angle, Zhuoma immediately lashed out, the whip soaring through the air straight for the back of Qin Fang's head with incredible speed and a tricky angle.

Not allowed to use hands, nor to move, Qin Fang's options for defense were very limited; he could only think to use some part of his body.

Feet?

It was possible!

But since Zhuoma aimed for the area behind the head, it would be possible for Qin Fang to perform a wide split, but kicking the back of his own head was out of the question.

If he actually managed to do that, he would truly be a freak of nature! At least, Zhuoma and the others had never seen such a person...

Other parts of the body?

There didn't seem to be any part more robust than that; any part hit by her whip would definitely not feel good... the throbbing pain of flesh tearing was almost within visible reach.

The whip cracked through the air, bringing with it a sharp gust of wind. Even from a distance, Qin Fang could already feel a slight chill on his back.

This warning wasn't extremely dangerous, and it wouldn't pose a fatal threat to him, but if the whip really did hit, he would certainly suffer a painful lashing of skin and flesh.

Qin Fang was no fool; he wouldn't stupidly walk into a beating. Since he had agreed to these terms, he naturally had a countermeasure in place.

Yet, he didn't move, seemingly having no intention to do so. After all, both of them had agreed beforehand, and if he moved, it would mean his immediate loss, and the rationale would no longer be in his favor.

The whip attacked swiftly, but Qin Fang remained immobile, as if he allowed the whip to strike him, which surprised and astonished Zhuoma even more.

Thwack~~

As Zhuoma had initially thought, the whip struck Qin Fang's body hard, producing a dull thud.

Just by hearing the sound, Zhuoma couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy, coupled with excitement and thrill, almost bursting forth with the thought, "Revenge at last!"

"Eh..."

However, before she could revel in her delight, she noticed that Qin Fang seemed to not have been hit at all, still standing there erect and motionless.

Most crucially, her whip struck him, but absurdly left not even a mark... it was altogether strange and eerie.

"What's going on?"

Zhuoma was also shocked, as reality seemed to be completely different from what she had anticipated, leaving her brain struggling to catch up.

"It must be an illusion... definitely an illusion..."

After contemplating, she thought she might have misheard or misseen, perhaps not having struck Qin Fang at all, or perhaps he blocked it with some other part of his body—although she seemed to have seen nothing.

"One move!"

At this moment, Qin Fang spoke calmly and unhurriedly, clearly intending to count for himself to prevent Zhuoma from denying it if she lost, and also to conveniently settle accounts with her after the fact.

"Hmph, once more..."

Given the many years Zhuoma had trained with the whip, it was impossible for her to make such a minor mistake. Whether she hit or missed, she had her own judgment.

Yet Qin Fang was unharmed, which utterly surprised her. Nevertheless, she immediately began preparing for her second attack...

Thwack~~

The whip quivered, tracing a beautiful arc mid-air, resembling a rapidly slithering viper, ready to strike at any moment.

Thwack~~

However, this time, while the whip was mid-air, it suddenly changed direction, shifting its target from attacking the boss to aiming for that vulnerable spot beneath a man's waist. The end of the whip, like a Viper, struck right at Qin Fang's beloved Second Brother. Even a gentle touch would spell a shattering disaster for his eggs and the end of his bird.

"Damn, this girl is seriously vicious..."

Although he expected Zhuoma's attacks to get more intense and malicious with each strike, she was still a young girl and shouldn't be that despicable.

But reality proved that for the sake of victory, Zhuoma could be quite despicable, launching a low hit. She first feigned an attack with a false move, then changed her target to Qin Fang's lower body, making it incredibly difficult for Qin Fang, facing away from Zhuoma, to defend himself...

Smack~~

Another crisp sound; Zhuoma's whip had struck Qin Fang once more, again aiming for the lower region, where men are most vulnerable. A mere touch there could leave one clutching their groin for quite a while, let alone being whipped; that was much more dangerous and malicious.

"Eh, how is that possible..."

However, Zhuoma quickly died yet again and Qin Fang remained unfazed, not uttering a sound as if the whip hadn't touched his Second Brother at all.

"Could this guy be a eunuch?"

Seeing her strike fail once more, Zhuoma felt frustrated and couldn't help but make such a wicked guess.

If Qin Fang knew that despite her young age, this girl's thoughts were so prematurely vicious, he would definitely detest her thoroughly...

"Two moves!"

Qin Fang said calmly, his tone not changing at all, as if he were a neutral referee rather than the target of the whipping.

"Don't get cocky, it's still too early..."

The more casual Qin Fang was, the more frustrated Zhuoma became; she huffed and immediately prepared herself for the next, third move.

If this strike still didn't succeed, each subsequent one would be at a huge disadvantage for her. One more strike would mean losing one more butt to Qin Fang...

Thinking of her tender little tush facing such a great threat, Zhuoma immediately resolved to be ruthless, her gaze towards Qin Fang's back growing increasingly hostile.

"I must succeed! I must..."

Constantly psyching herself up, she rapidly swung her whip, transforming the black leather into a sinister and fierce Shadow. It enveloped the sky, assaulting Qin Fang like a cascading menace.

Sensing Qin Fang's strength and realizing that this was her last free hit, Zhuoma didn't rush to act. Instead, she kept feinting move after move, creating a churning, swirling lash shadow, like long, slender black Dragons dancing amidst the clouds...

Now left, now right, now upward, now downward; there was no specific direction for her to strike, making it extremely difficult to defend against, and no one could guarantee when Zhuoma would make her actual move.

Of course, it was equally uncertain whether Zhuoma would keep feinting without suddenly launching a real attack.

It must be said that the young girl Zhuoma had put serious effort into her whip skills; she wielded it as if it were an extension of her arm.

Looking at the overwhelming array of whip shadows, it was easy to feel an inexplicable pressure... but unfortunately for her, the direction she chose seemed problematic. Standing behind Qin Fang meant that the pressure from the lash shadows was utterly useless against him; they held no threat at all.

Buzz~~~

Eventually, Zhuoma could no longer hold back and took her shot. After dozens of feints, she suddenly changed direction and lashed out toward Qin Fang's body.

This attack was very sudden, with a tricky angle and bizarre technique, incredibly difficult to guard against...

Smack~~

Indeed, Zhuoma hit Qin Fang once again...

"What exactly is going on?"

The problem was, Zhuoma quickly grew infuriated because Qin Fang still looked unharmed as though he hadn't been whipped at all...

Could this person be invulnerable?

Deep down, Zhuoma was nearly despairing, feeling utterly bamboozled...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to cast your recommendation votes, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

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