Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2043

Chapter 2043: A New Fun Game
Ning Shu stared at Mu Ziqi who was wildly unconvinced of his loss, and said directly to Little Grass, “Whip that brat.”
“Whip?” Little Grass said in a confused voice.
“Use your vines to whip his body. It’ll be fine as long as you don’t kill him.” Ning Shu played with the flowers in her hands.
Little Grass lifted its vine and whipped Mu Ziqi’s body with a whack whack whack. Mu Ziqi immediately felt like his skin was about to crack open, and groaned in pain.
Little Grass seemed to have just found a fun game and whipped Mu Ziqi with abnormal excitement. Soon Mu Ziqi’s entire body was injured from the whips. His clothes were even torn and fresh blood oozed out.
Even the luan bird summoned by Mu Ziqi’s side received a few whips. It whimpered, looking extremely pitiful.
Mu Ziqi stared up at Ning Shu with hatred and put away his summoned beast.
Both of his summoned beasts had been injured. It would take some time to heal them, meaning he wouldn’t be able to continue participating in the tournament.
Ning Shu was grinning, she really liked his current facial expression.
She greatly enjoyed trampling him with her feet, watching him struggle, and crushing him until he was like a crumpled jasmine flower. Most of all, she enjoyed seeing how much he hated her, yet was unable to do anything to her!
‘Whack…’ Another vine hit him. Mu Ziqi’s face was contorted with pain, and he shouted to the instructor, “I admit defeat. “
“Yue… Yue Shuangshuang wins.” The instructor immediately shouted.
Little Grass slowly lowered Ning Shu. Ning Shu got up from her chair and walked in front of Mu Ziqi. Mu Ziqi’s clothes were torn and she could see bloodstains through the holes in his clothes.
The sweat on his face soaked the hair on the side of his face, he had a sort of abused beauty to him. When paired with a handsome face, this made people feel extremely moved. Ning Shu felt a restless stirring in her heart.
She really wanted to just whip him to death!
Ning Shu threw Mu Ziqi the medicine that Lian Bingmeng had stuffed into her hands from earlier. Mu Ziqi raised his head and looked at Ning Shu with red eyes as if he had suffered through some ultimate humiliation, his face so contorted it was difficult to look at.
“Although this is just a friendly competition, some unintentional injuries are unavoidable. I didn’t mean to injure you. Here, this medicine is for you” Ning Shu said kindly.
Mu Ziqi’s face turned blue from anger when he heard this.
“Student, unwrap the vines.” The instructor said to Ning Shu.
“Oh right, I almost forgot.” Ning Shu nodded and asked Little Grass to put the vines away.
Little Grass floated beside Ning Shu, looking like an ordinary blade of grass.
But now no one regarded it as such.
Ning Shu got off the ring and walked toward her seat. The people in Ning Shu’s way silently parted way, staring at the blade of grass floating beside Ning Shu.
Lian Bingmeng blocked the path in front of Ning Shu. The two stared at each other.
“Yue Shuangshuang, don’t you think you went too far just now?” Lian Bingmeng said disapprovingly.
Ning Shu was expressionless, “How was it too far?”
“You humiliated him on purpose,” Lian Bingmeng said indignantly.
“I wasn’t. Plus, didn’t Mu Ziqi do the same thing earlier?” He’d have a pummeling session with his opponents and then throw them a bottle of high-grade medicine.
Oh right, Mu Ziqi could do that, but she couldn’t.
Lian Bingmeng sighed, “Didn’t I already tell you? His big sister just passed away. It’d be fine if you just defeated him. But why’d you whip him when he was already entangled in your vines?”