Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool

Chapter 354: Chapter 200: Lu Yuan: I Don’t Have a Tendency for Domestic Violence

Lu Yuan thought of the system reward from the other day. ’It must have been a gift from the system for our daughter’s atavism.’

Su Liyan nodded, adding, "It is."

’With a mother this powerful, of course her children wouldn’t be weaklings.’

Speaking of which, Lu Yuan stopped in his tracks. He looked at his wife and said, "There’s no one else in the backyard. How about you spar a few rounds with me?"

Lu Yuan wanted to test the results of his recent training. He always felt like the Grand Celestial Masters in the Martial Hall were going easy on him, so he wasn’t sure what his actual skill level was.

Su Liyan released his arm, took five steps back, and raised her hands before her chest, sinking into a low stance. "Since you’re in the mood for it, I’ll be your training partner."

Su Liyan wasn’t one to be coy with her man; she immediately adopted a fighting stance.

Seeing his wife so agreeable, Lu Yuan wasted no more time.

Lu Yuan ground his right foot down, shattering the marble slab beneath it. With a light kick, he sent several shards of stone flying straight for Su Liyan’s face.

Su Liyan flattened her palm and swatted rapidly from side to side. The stone shards were deflected, embedding themselves in wooden pillars and the brick wall.

Lu Yuan shot forward, delivering a lightning-fast vertical kick.

Even so, Su Liyan simply spun around and glided behind him, effortlessly dodging the blow.

Lu Yuan’s foot slammed heavily onto the marble floor, producing another crisp CRACK.

Lu Yuan spun around to face his wife. ’That was just a warm-up,’ he thought. ’I haven’t even gotten serious yet.’

Lu Yuan then unleashed a flurry of punches. Each one was heavier than the last, and their speed gradually increased until his fists became a blur of afterimages.

Each punch contained the force of a thousand pounds, enough to fell a three-hundred-pound hog in a single blow.

If the tiger from Jingyang Ridge were here to judge, it would think Wu Song was just throwing a tantrum by comparison.

Su Liyan merely dodged, never taking the initiative to attack. She was always just a fraction faster than Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan felt like every one of his punches was landing on cotton.

In this simple Martial Arts spar, Lu Yuan knew he was no match for his wife in speed. He leaped back several meters, conjured two Talismans, and sent them flying.

These Talismans were designed to deal with Xingzi, so naturally, they wouldn’t be very effective against Su Liyan.

Su Liyan crossed her arms to block, then caught both Talismans between her index and middle fingers.

Lu Yuan charged in right behind the Talismans.

Su Liyan had intended to flick the Talismans away and counter his attack, but she found she couldn’t move. She was rooted to the spot as streams of electricity coursed through her, paralyzing her.

Lu Yuan grinned. "Let’s see you dodge this, wifey!"

Just as his fist was about to crash into her crossed arms, Su Liyan broke free from the paralysis. She clapped her hands together, catching his punch between her palms.

Though Su Liyan blocked the punch, the force still knocked her back three or four steps before she regained her footing.

Su Liyan asked, "Husband, what kind of Talisman was that? I’ve never seen it before."

Lu Yuan said, "That’s a Basic Thunder Talisman I’ve been working on. It contains Thunder Power and can paralyze an opponent for five or six seconds. I can’t believe it only held you for a single second."

Lu Yuan had already finished studying the entire section on Talismans in the *Celestial Master* manual.

Seeing the Talismans were effective, Lu Yuan flicked out several more. "Watch out, wifey!"

Su Liyan no longer underestimated him. She swept her sleeve, batting the Talismans away, unaware that these were just ordinary ones.

Lu Yuan wasn’t yet proficient enough at creating the special Talismans to want to waste them.

While Su Liyan was busy dealing with the Talismans, Lu Yuan conjured a ball of blue flame and hurled it at her.

Su Liyan steadied herself and split the blue flame with a single palm strike.

Sparks scattered across the courtyard, setting small fires. Su Liyan’s own sleeve caught fire.

Su Liyan shook her right arm, sending the burning part of her sleeve to the ground. She glanced at the utter mess in the courtyard and decided she was done defending.

If they kept sparring, they were going to demolish the entire backyard.

Su Liyan spread her hands, and her atavistic white snake tail manifested.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan exclaimed, "Hey, wifey, you’re using your atavism?"

Su Liyan’s eyes flashed. In an instant, she was behind Lu Yuan. Her thick, powerful tail was already coiled around his waist, its tip hooked around his neck.

Su Liyan used her coiled tail to suspend her entire body in the air, putting all her weight on Lu Yuan.

Then, Su Liyan released her aura, increasing her effective weight more than tenfold.

In her atavistic form, Su Liyan had subdued Lu Yuan in a single move. Of course, Lu Yuan still had other tricks up his sleeve.

After all, if they kept fighting, one of them was bound to get hurt.

Lu Yuan, clutching the snake tail, said, "Wifey, let go, let go! I give up."

Suspended by her tail, Su Liyan leaned down close to Lu Yuan’s face. She flicked out her long, forked tongue and licked his cheek. "Hubby," she said, "you ruined my clothes just now. You’re going to pay me back!"

"Fine, fine, fine! I’ll pay!" Lu Yuan was filled with regret. ’Why did I have to spar with my own wife? When she gets serious, I’m the one who ends up losing. I was just asking for trouble.’

After Lu Yuan placated her with a few sweet words, Su Liyan sensed someone approaching and quickly reverted to her normal form, hopping down.

Lu Yuan coughed, just finishing extinguishing the scattered flames in the courtyard.

Just then, he heard Aunt Zhao’s voice.

"Oh, my precious darlings, what on earth are you two doing?" Zhao Qiao’Er said, slapping her slightly fleshy thighs as she surveyed the ruined state of the backyard.

Song Meiqin was holding Bengbeng, with a Maid beside her holding Huanhuan.

It turned out that as Lu Yuan and Su Liyan’s fight grew more intense, it had drawn everyone to the backyard to see if a burglar had broken in.

Su Liyan trotted over to Aunt Zhao and took her arm. "Aunt Zhao, look! My husband just ripped my sleeve!"

Seeing that a Maid was present, Su Liyan didn’t mention they had been sparring. She decided to gloss over the truth and deflect.

Looking at the courtyard full of shattered bricks and tiles, and hearing what Su Liyan said, Zhao Qiao’Er’s imagination filled in the rest. Her temper immediately flared.

No wonder the people of Taiping City used to secretly call Zhao Qiao’Er the "Black Widow." It certainly had something to do with her fiery personality.

Zhao Qiao’Er bent down, picked up a fallen tree branch, and said, "So! My nephew dares to beat his wife now, does he? Liyan, watch me teach him a lesson for you!"

As she spoke, her short fuse lit, and Zhao Qiao’Er started to charge forward to give Lu Yuan a piece of her mind on Liyan’s behalf.

Aunt Zhao, who normally doted on her "precious darling," showed no mercy when it came to domestic abuse.

Song Meiqin, not yet understanding the cause of the incident, refrained from expressing an opinion, appearing quite calm.

’Liyan is such a wonderful girl. She just got back to the Zhao Mansion, she hasn’t even stepped through her own door, and he’s already laying hands on her? Unacceptable!’

"What? Domestic violence?"

Lu Yuan felt deeply wronged. He backed away, waving his hands frantically as he tried to explain. "Aunt Zhao, you’ve misunderstood! I’m innocent! I didn’t hit her!"

Su Liyan, however, clung to Aunt Zhao’s arm and wouldn’t let go. Seeing no other way out, she hung her head and said softly, "Aunt Zhao, I... we were just comparing notes on Martial Arts. My husband wasn’t bullying me."

What Su Liyan said was true; in their spar, Lu Yuan definitely hadn’t gotten the upper hand.

Only then did Zhao Qiao’Er toss the branch to the ground. She confirmed one more time, "Liyan, my nephew really didn’t bully you, did he?"

Su Liyan said softly, "He didn’t!"

Zhao Qiao’Er finally calmed down. "It seems I’ve wronged my precious darling, then."

Lu Yuan finally dared to step closer, a sheepish grin on his face.

Zhao Qiao’Er, being tall, lightly slapped the back of Lu Yuan’s head. "Precious darling, look at the mess you’ve made of this backyard all by yourself. Now I’ll have to have the servants clean it all up."

Lu Yuan chuckled appeasingly. "Aunt Zhao, I’ll be more careful next time!"

"Alright, your aunt wrongly accused you just now. I was also at fault. If Liyan agrees, I’ll make it up to my precious darling tonight," Zhao Qiao’Er said nonchalantly.

Lu Yuan gasped, "Huh?"

"What’s wrong? Not interested?"

"I’m interested, I’m interested..."