Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 645: Throwing the Sword Without Looking Back

Chapter 645: Chapter 645: Throwing the Sword Without Looking Back

Experts usually rely on ears, smell, and intuition to assess someone’s situation, rather than just using their eyes.

Facial expressions can be faked, but whether someone’s breathing is genuine can be heard instantly.

Moreover, although Tuanzi can’t explain it, she can judge a person’s general emotions through their aura. She gets it right at least seven out of ten times. However, when it comes to her master and third senior brother, she’s right a hundred percent of the time.

[Miaomiao: Tch, trying to fool kids, the acting is so bad]

Tuanzi holds her sword, pretends to be tricked, and moves step by step, while constantly complaining to the system.

[Miaomiao: Second Brother, Brother Pei Hai, even Yun Mu’s acting skills beat him easily]

[Ancient Martial System: He’s not a professional actor, don’t be too harsh on him]

[Miaomiao: But Yun Mu isn’t a professional actor either]

The system is speechless.

Gu Yunmu has mastered it through practice!

Under the tense gazes of the crowd and John’s pleased mood, Tuanzi approached.

John suddenly sprang up, but missed.

He looked around in confusion.

Above his head came a soft voice, "I’m right here, look up!"

John looked up.

Tuanzi was waiting for this opportunity, and her two feet alternated, kicking John’s face with the Shadowless Leg technique.

John was kicked back repeatedly.

His teammate covered his face in sympathy, "Just watching that is painful!"

The referee feared Tuanzi might injure him badly, so he quickly intervened.

"The match is over, Gu Miaomiao wins!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Tuanzi flipped and landed, not even glancing at the dusty, bloody-nosed John, happily heading toward the edge of the arena.

John’s eyes turned dark, realizing he still held his sword, impulsively swung it forward.

With a whoosh sound, a small wooden sword moved like lightning, grazing past John’s hand, leaving a blood line before stabbing firmly in front of him, blocking his retreat.

In an instant, all anger and impulsivity vanished.

The ten small stages were framed with steel pipes, corner posts were made of seamless steel pipes, and the thick deck was laid with pressure-and temperature-resistant boards, along with cushions and plywood.

Simply put, though the stage floor seemed ordinary, even if he powerfully stabbed with his sword, it would at most leave a few scratches.

But this little girl just casually tossed the small wooden sword, and it directly pierced the floor.

He imagined in fear that if the wooden sword hadn’t grazed his hand but stabbed directly, wouldn’t it pierce through his hand?

Under absolute martial pressure, he dared not entertain any other thoughts, feeling that the small figure gradually walking away was actually towering, at a height he could never reach in his lifetime.

[Ancient Martial System: Throwing the sword without looking back, huh]

Tuanzi, who was showing off, appeared guilty.

[Ancient Martial System: Learned from Gu Yunmu again?]

Tuanzi felt even guiltier.

This was one of the hundred moves for showing off taught by Cousin Yun Mu.

True heroes never look back after throwing their sword!

She straightened her back as much as possible, proudly walked to her senior brothers, and gazed at them across the tall stage.

Junior Sister performed excellently, and Duan Xiayou was very pleased, but he still needed to remind her.

"Did you not read the match rules? If it’s accidental damage to the stage, you’re exempt, but malicious damage requires compensation."

Tuanzi’s eyes widened in an instant.

To know that even if she got first place in this competition, there were only trophies but no cash prizes. She didn’t want to go into debt for the match!

"Ah, ah, ah!"

She darted back.

John was startled, hurriedly tossed his sword, clung tightly to the ropes at the edge of the stage, terrified that Tuanzi might smack him off with one palm.

Tuanzi couldn’t be bothered with him, urgently pulled out the small wooden sword, cheekily walked to the referee, smiling innocently.

"Uncle, Miaomiao didn’t mean it. The wooden sword slipped from my hand just now."

[I don’t believe it, Miaomiao did it on purpose, she wanted to show off!]

[Honestly, that scene just now was really cool!]

[Miaomiao: Don’t be fooled by my height, I’m actually super cool]

[Her opponent looked terrified, instantly snapped out of his dark mode]

[He sensed her strength]

[Miaomiao, don’t back down. Even if you tear down the stage with the sword, it’s fine!]

[I just checked the rules. Malicious damage requires compensation, Miaomiao wouldn’t want to pay, would she? All that money could buy her lots of candy]

[Yeah, distinguishing between malicious and accidental damage in a match is difficult, right? Is the exchange event really so poor? I remember a lot of investments were secured, mostly from our country’s advertisers]

[Ah, I think someone maliciously damaged after losing a match last time. Regardless of whether the equipment is valuable, that behavior is definitely bad. The organizers probably want to curb such tendencies through fines]

The referee didn’t impose a fine.

He didn’t care whether Tuanzi was showing off earlier; the fact he saw firsthand was he had already announced the match was over, and John attempted a sneak attack. If not for Tuanzi’s flying sword, it might’ve caused an incident. It was good to frighten John a bit.

"That’s good, that’s good."

Tuanzi patted her chest, looking relieved.

[Ancient Martial System: There’s risk in showing off, proceed cautiously]

Tuanzi muttered in a tiny voice, "But Yun Mu often shows off?"

[Ancient Martial System: That’s why he’s always beaten by his own brother and disliked]

The little girl looked up and recalled, nodded fearfully.

[Miaomiao: Got it, moderation is key. Did I use the right word this time?]

[Ancient Martial System: You got it right, better than him]

Tuanzi beamed, and gained instant fame too.

Players who previously treated her as a mascot gathered around, curiously sizing her up.

They couldn’t comprehend how so much energy could exist in such a small body.

At the same time, their curiosity about the Heavenly Cloud Sect grew. From senior brothers to junior sister, each was so outstanding—surely the sect leader was even more formidable? Could they become disciples too?

"No disciples! No disciples!"

Tuanzi frantically waved her hands.

Everyone talked at once, most speaking languages she didn’t understand.

Tantai Yi noticed those who wanted to touch Junior Sister’s head, picked her up, leaped, and lightly flew away.

"Wow!"

Everyone looked up at them.

The camera shot also instinctively followed their movement.

[Wow, I want to be flown by Third Senior Brother too]

[You in front, you might as well eat a few more peanuts]

[Miaomiao did accomplish what she said about making a splash]

[How come I didn’t feel it?]

[If you didn’t feel it, go check it out online. Many people are talking about it. Since it’s a live broadcast and no wire was used, everyone’s saying she’s the amazing Little Heroine, and a lot are praising her]

[I’m going to look at the compliments]

[Just checked online comments, and I can only say, foreigners really know how to exaggerate, some words are just too over-the-top and cheesy]

[Cheesy +1, gives me goosebumps]

[You’ve piqued my curiosity, I want to check it out too]

[I can’t browse it, someone’s got screenshots?]