Villain, Please Go Easy On Me (English Translation)

150. Wuxia: Ass-kicking

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Su Bei sat in the stands, who also attracted many people’s attention, after all, it was weird to wear fur coat and hold a heater in the hand on such a hot summer day. People all started to guess which family this childe comes from.
On the other side, people already started to challenge Meng Feifei. It should be a ranger or what.
Bare shoulders, leather armor, and a broken sword…
He first said with a respectful tone, “Miss Meng, playing challenge competition is not fun, you better get down yourself.”
And then he got his ass kicked by Meng Feifei, and then got thrown off the arena like a dead dog.
Su Bei could not help but want to laugh. This kind of female lead is dope!
Then another challenger stood out. He should be a disciple of some clan, since his dressing and weapon were a bit more advanced.
Although he seemed polite, he was also vigilant, plus the former one who got hammered just gave him an example.
The man politely said, “I won’t show mercy since you are a woman. Please.”
The implication was that the last person did not do his best since Meng Feifei was a woman.
See? Such a good man! Still didn’t forget to speak for all men!

He’d get beaten even harder, Su Bei assumed.
Sure enough, the man also couldn’t take it after only a few moves. It seemed that he still tried to save face for himself, saying that he wouldn’t bully a woman, blah blah blah…
But Meng Feifei did not give him the chance. She beat him so hard that he could only scream there.
Su Bei had some doubts. In accordance with Meng Feifei’s level of martial arts, how could she ever get caught by the evil cult?
So, did she do it on purpose, or what?
He even wondered if there was some grand conspiracy.
Those challengers next all dare not treat her lightly.
But facing Meng Feifei, they all ended up by losing.
Such terrible ability finally attracted the attention of many people.
Because of the challengers, there were elits of all clans and sects, but none of whom was Meng Feifei’s match at all.
“I never knew Feifei could do so well.” A voice suddenly sounded, giving Su Bei a jump scare.

Su Bei slightly turned his head sideways. It was Meng Jingkong. No one knew when he stood by Su Bei’s side, looking to the direction of the arena.
He thought for a moment and then said, “Maybe because no one has expected a woman martial arts practitioner could be this powerful, like her father has never considered of training her into his successor, but looking for a successor among the disciples.”
Meng Jingkong gave Su Bei an eye, looking complicated, “You are right. I never thought about it.”
“Maybe it was my stupidity that both held up my disciples and my daughter.”
Su Bei was sure that Meng Jingkong should have known who he is.
But how? So unbelievable!
Su Bei didn’t know how to answer him. It was that serious saying Meng Jingkong held him up. But about Meng Feifei, it was not late that he saw something out of her.
Soon, a child dressed in wulin alliance disciple clothes came over, looking respectful, but actually cold to Meng Feifei, “Shifu.”
Su Bei did not know why, he felt this kid was kind of familiar.
After quite a while, he remembered that when the wulin alliance recruited new disciples, this kid was among them. And he paid extra attention to her at the time.
Meng Jingkong came to his sense and introduced Su Bei, “My new disciple.”

The kid bowed to Su Bei, “My greetings, senior.”
So good-mannered!