Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 456: His Wife is Really Ruthless

Yun Yue only felt her entire body being lifted up, losing the support of the ground and a dizzy sensation followed.

Yun Yue squinted her eyes, thinking to throw herself out of the ring.

Pu Suo indeed intended to throw Yun Yue out of the ring, as falling out of the ring would mean defeat, because he knew Yun Yue’s strength was unpredictable. Continuing the fight could lead to accident; he had to seize any chance to win this match.

In fact, Yun Yue’s guess wasn’t wrong. She only felt the force under her feet loosen, and her whole body flew out.

At the critical moment, she grabbed the edge of the ring with both hands, hanging from it.

"Pu Suo! Pu Suo!"

The surrounding spectator area erupted with cheers for Pu Suo, each one boiling with excitement.

However, a slender figure leaped up from beneath the stage, stiffening the smiles on people’s faces.

"What’s going on? Didn’t she just fall off?"

"Fell off my ass, she grabbed the edge of the ring with both hands. Her reaction was too fast!"

Only those on one side saw clearly how Yun Yue had quickly reacted and grabbed the edge of the ring; an average person would have fallen off long ago.

Yun Yue landed on her feet without stopping for a moment, and charged straight at Pu Suo.

In fact, the referee had not announced the result yet, and Pu Suo had always been on guard. The moment Yun Yue jumped up, he was ready, but he didn’t expect her to attack so swiftly and fiercely, catching him somewhat off guard.

Seeing that Yun Yue hadn’t fallen off or been hurt, Xiao Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But he hadn’t anticipated that the subsequent attack would be so fierce, leaving no room for Pu Suo to counterattack.

When the match reached the ten-minute mark, something unexpected happened.

"I give up," Pu Suo, lying on the ground, raised his hand, looking at Yun Yue who was ready to deliver the final blow.

That seemingly small fist, when it hit him, caused unbearably painful bruising of both flesh and bone.

Continuing the fight would definitely result in his loss; it was better to concede gracefully since without her, he was absolutely dominant in this ring.

Yun Yue’s movements halted, her eyebrows raised, and she withdrew her gaze and walked off the ring only after the referee declared the result.

Normally, a person would fight only one match a day, but Yun Yue, seemingly unaware of exhaustion, directly signed up for ten matches.

"Has she gone mad, a single match drains a lot of strength, and she actually challenges ten matches in a day?!"

"Scoff, so arrogant, does she think she can win ten matches in a row? A single match would exhaust her to death."

The contenders were eager to try; those who fought her later had a huge advantage.

Xiao Yu turned his head, somewhat stunned, "Has she always been so recklessly confident?"

Mo Fan slightly nodded, "Otherwise, how did she become the number one hitman at eighteen?"

That was earned through bloodshed and risking life.

She was truly mad, the kind of madness where she recklessly gambles her life.

"Really eighteen?" Xiao Yu muttered to himself, unable to believe she was only eighteen.

In the subsequent matches, she won very easily; those people were no match for her.

Mo Fan and Xiao Yu made a fortune.

"This is equivalent to several years of my salary," Xiao Yu swallowed, and his gaze towards Yun Yue grew even more fervent.

God of Wealth!

"My son’s maintenance is finally settled," Mo Fan grinned broadly.

"Son?! You and Feng Ye have a son already?!" Xiao Yu was startled by her words.

Wasn’t it just recently that kid Feng Ye announced in the group chat that he wanted to pursue Mo Fan?

Could it be a chase where she flees and returns with a son, and he pursues her, a plot of a wife-chasing crematorium drama?!

Xiao Yu got lost in his own fantasies, suddenly feeling a hit on his forehead.

"What son of his and mine!" Mo Fan glared fiercely at him, her face suddenly blushing pink, fortunately covered by enough foundation to keep Xiao Yu from noticing.

"I’m talking about the car! Is your son maintenance?!"

Xiao Yu muttered aggrievedly, "How was I supposed to know you were talking about cars."

But sons are meant to be raised, aren’t they?

She glanced over resentfully and noticed he was still staring, so she smartly looked away.

It’s hard to deal with women, especially ones like her; who knows how Feng Ye will manage her in the future.

"It’s already the ninth round, doesn’t this woman ever get tired?!"

The audience and contestants witnessing Yun Yue standing on the ring for yet another time weren’t as excited as before.

The previous contenders exhausted her, yet her strength hardly diminished.

"Hah, she barely fought before kicking someone off the ring, similar to just flicking her fingers, she’d be odd to get tired," Pu Suo sneered.

He had lost earlier but stayed to watch.

These people wanted to wear her out with a war of attrition, but they didn’t realize they were no match for her.

This woman really was strong; how did such a formidable woman come out of nowhere?!

No international mention of her, either.

Pu Suo fell into deep thought.

Yun Yue’s final opponent was a big man.

At that moment on the ring, the big man no longer underestimated Yun Yue and watched her with high alert.

Yun Yue’s cold eyes slightly narrowed, and a small smile appeared on her lips.

Without another word, she attacked, but this time it seemed playful, many of her moves mere feints, yet they terrified the big man, throwing him into disarray.

The audience clearly saw Yun Yue was toying with him.

"This woman really holds a grudge. That big man tried to overpower her earlier, not imagining she’d play him like a monkey."

It was sheer revenge.

Initially, they thought he got off lightly, as Yun Yue’s previous opponents were not hit fatally; they were just kicked off the ring, but for him...

A wail echoed from the ring.

Even from this distance, they could feel that heart-wrenching pain, making them clench.

"Damn, this woman is too ruthless."

Their bodies shivered, and Xiao Yu swallowed, feeling significant pressure on behalf of Master Chen.

He wondered if the kick would be stronger if Master Chen were to wrong her.

Meanwhile, two sallow-skinned, bearded men stood on the top floor, observing the figure on the ring.

Jiang Qi shuddered.

"Master Chen, this woman is too vicious; she just directly..."

That kick was crippling.

Xiao Chen’s dark eyes slightly narrowed, his thin lips pursed as he pondered.

"Have you made contact with Xiao Yu?"

Jiang Qi shook his head, "Not yet, we must continue to go undercover."

Fortunately, Master Chen was far-sighted, having laid undercover pieces in the Sacke Gang years ago, which they activated only after lurking for four years, and his planning allowed them to infiltrate successfully.

But taking down the Sacke Gang this time was still challenging.

Xiao Chen’s lips slightly curled as he looked at the figure on the ring, his voice low, "Perhaps we don’t need to anymore."

"Did you find Xiao Yu?" Jiang Qi was surprised, following his gaze, he saw no sign of Xiao Yu.

Even if he blended in with the crowd, he’d be in disguise; there’s no way to recognize him.

Even if they stood in front of Xiao Yu now, unless they blew their cover, Xiao Yu wouldn’t recognize them.