Reborn and Counterattack: The CEO's Powerful Sweetheart-Chapter 843 - 842: The Twenty-One-Year-Old Younger Sister

Thinking of this, Gu Tong somewhat appreciated Mo Sinin. If it weren’t for her, she wouldn’t have realized how lacking her physical ability was.

Maybe the time since her reincarnation was too short, or perhaps life had changed completely, so sometimes she still believed she had her former body and strength. Who gave her this sense of belief...

Gu Tong pursed her lips and then looked at Yan Lishan with some embarrassment and hesitation, saying, "Let’s have a fight..."

Yan Lishan’s mouth twitched, saying, "..."

What did he do wrong...

"Just for a moment, I want to see how far apart we are." Gu Tong held up a finger, emphasizing just a moment, just a moment.

This time, Yan Lishan almost cried, "..."

He began to recall the words he said earlier, and then said, "Big Sister... I mean, in comparison to genius Qiao and Devil King, you have a bit of a gap, not with me—you’re much stronger than me, okay..."

Thinking of Gu Tong’s previous moves against the tree, Yan Lishan felt a bit scared. If that punch landed on him, just thinking about it was painful.

Gu Tong pulled back the finger she had outstretched, using an innocent face, saying, "Say that again?"

"I said... you’re much stronger than me, okay..."

"Not that sentence!"

"I said, compared to genius Qiao and Devil King, you have a bit of a gap..."

"The sentence above!"

"Uh, Big Sister..." As soon as Yan Lishan said the words, he felt a chill and shuddered instinctively.

"I’m twenty-one years old~" Gu Tong gently clenched her fist, the joints making a crisp ’crack’ sound. Her long eyelashes drooped down, smiling like the wind, implicitly saying, ’You actually called me Big Sister’...

Truly, trouble comes from the mouth...

Yan Lishan truly grasped the real meaning of this saying. His legs felt weak as he said, "Sister... no, no, no... Little Sister... it’s a respectful, loving honorific..."

"A twenty-one-year-old little sister doesn’t need an honorific~"

Yan Lishan: "..." Don’t argue with women because they’re always right...

"No more words, let’s have a respectful fight."

Yan Lishan was about to spit out blood. A respectful fight—this kind of thing? If you want to fight, just say so, right...

He had many thoughts, mostly arranging how to explain to Gu Tong, however, clearly, Gu Tong wasn’t giving him the chance.

’Whoosh--’

A fist sliding through the air at high speed, creating a fast sound.

Yan Lishan only felt a blur, relying on instinct to dodge the fist directly, his face immediately showing an expression of about to cry, saying: "Is this how you all in the East District show respect..."

This is too respectful, heavy respect...

’Whoosh--’

Another kick!

Gu Tong had already used eighty percent of her strength, yet she just brushed Yan Lishan’s clothes, not touching him at all.

Don’t be fooled by Yan Lishan’s harmless appearance; he’s a Marquis, a real title earned through military achievements. If he didn’t have the ability, that would be a joke.

Although Gu Tong’s moves were lethal hits, they lacked power. In his eyes, they were no different from flowery, fancy martial arts.

That’s the gap in strength!

Even though Gu Tong had long realized these things, she again truly felt the vast distance.