Chapter eighteen

Ying Yong issues a long continuous sleeve that securely tied around the four pillars of the entertainment hall of YangMing palace and thus provided the ground where she will shine. With one smack of her hand, Ying Yong used transport to appear standing securely on the sleeves. But of course, Ying Yong did not notice that the smack of her hand had crashed the table in front of her sending the food on it crashing to the floor.

But nobody could bother to notice the crash of the table when Ying Yong starts to use zhen qi to speak which will increase the volume of her sound when she speaks. Ying Yong for her young age was being too arrogant, and she already issue a challenge to all the warriors that is on scene today to fight her. First the warrior who win Ying Yong's father assistant general rushed to attack her.

Foolish, Ying Yong said while she lazily lay down on the sleeves seemingly like as if she was lying on a bed and not on silk sleeves hanging in midair. Ying Yong had made these sleeves out of especially smooth silk in the first world that she went to for doing mission. These sleeves were buttery smooth to a normal person who is not trained to use these sleeves to fight. But the bonus part of these sleeves is that they could stand up to a dozen people fighting on them.

Ying Yong blindfolded herself and used one hand to support her head and without even looking at the warrior. After Ying Yong estimate the warrior have a jolly good time trying to stand on the sleeves without falling. Ying Yong uses another hand to throw a needle accurately at the pain acupuncture point of the warrior. Causing the warrior to fall from the sleeves on to the floor while screaming in pain. Ying Yong threw another needle at the silent acupuncture point of the warrior causing him to be silent immediately. Of course, this warrior treatment, Ying Yong also let the smirking envoy have a taste of the same treatment.

While yawning, Ying Yong lazily said with an amplify voice "is this an example of a Xiongnu warrior? I believe a lot of people on scene knew that I had suffered from a serious injury and still in a coma two weeks ago. And your warrior could not even win a seriously injured seven-year-old who is blindfolded. And you wanted to hint your warriors are stronger than my father, how ridiculous? Any of you on scene who can beat me into submission than can have the privilege of saying that you are stronger than my father. Any other warriors are itching to try their luck? I prefer all of you come at one go. I still need my beauty sleep."

Ying Yong was too sleepy to notice the reactions of the people sitting down below her. Ying Zhen and Ying Xiong was looking with a combination of proudness and worry at Ying Yong. Ying Yong behavior today rewrote what they knew of her again. Ying Shimin face was scrunched up in a sour expression as he had noticed the look on the fifteen-year-old crown prince, Tuoba Xin of Xiongnu face. It was an expression Ying Shimin knew all too well especially when it frequently appears on his face. The expression of determination to capture prey and the prey was Ying Yong.

Ying Yong was as light as a swallow when she dances on the four different long sleeves while all of the warriors on scene try to attack her together. If not for the fact that the people on scene knew that Ying Yong is just a seven-year-old girl. Ying Yong dance almost make them feel as if they were looking at a thousand-year-old nine tailed fox seductress. To some people on scene, the cold presence of Ying Yong almost makes them feel as if they were in the presence of a ruler of a country. And this ruler is used to killing. Some weaker people even start to shiver in fear when they see Ying Yong.

One quarter of the warriors could not stand well on the smoothness of the sleeves. So, Ying Yong with one swipe of her sleeves accurately sent needles at the pain acupuncture points of all these warriors sending them screaming in pain while they fall from the sleeves. Ying Yong do not silent them as she wanted the scream of pain to interfere with the mentality of the other warriors who was still fighting.

This is not a fight to death, but Ying Yong knew that her small body after her injuries two weeks ago could not provide her sufficient strength for a long battle even after she ate her pill. So, Ying Yong uses her sleeve to pull one of the guzheng that was used for performances just now towards her.

Ying Yong hold the guzheng behind her while she starts to play it. the weaker warriors started to fall towards the floor screaming in pain when the sound attack their pain points.

Ying Yong continues to play the guzheng which she held behind her while she faces the stronger warriors. To the people below it seems that the sleeve has a life of their own. as they saw Ying Yong using one hand to hold the guzheng with another hand playing it and the sleeves is still able to be a weapon still able to attack the warriors that were still trying to get near Ying Yong.

Ying Yong had played the tune to only affect the warriors that were still attacking her. Ying Yong continues to dance around on the sleeves while playing the guzheng. Ying Yong is tired of playing around with the warriors although she admits they are good fighters. So, Ying Yong uses her sleeves to attack the warriors to push them down to the floor while increasing the pain pressure of the tune.