Seeing this, Feng Jiu smiled. "That's fine, too. Anytime you want to stop, you just need to admit defeat."
"Admitting defeat? Haha, Princess really knows how to joke." With a sneer, the Prince cupped his fists in a salute. "Please." As soon as he spoke, he directly attacked Feng Jiu without showing any courtesy of a gentleman.
Feng Jiu's lips curved up slightly. The other party's attack was too slow in her view. His moves were shot full of holes. Had she not wanted to take this opportunity to tidy them up, she would have been too lazy to do it herself.
When the palm strike came in front of her, she moved her foot slightly and dodged to the side without moving her hands. She just raised her foot and kicked the other person's knee at an extremely fast speed. The Prince lost his stability and gasped painfully. The back of his knee couldn't bear the force and his whole body lurched forward, almost falling to the ground.
