Tang San's Twin Sister-Chapter 91

"I don't want to leave things like this. I don't want him to have it. It is stolen. Since you aren't willing to help me, I will do so myself." Meng Yiran told her Grandfather before turning around. "Tang San...would you have a contest with me?"

Tang San frowned, and Tang Yin growled at her words. She stepped forward and blocked Meng Yirans path.

"He is injured," Tang Yin stated cooly. "No honorable person would ask for a contest against him while he is in this state. If you want a fight, I'll take you." She grabbed her sword tighter and pointed it to Meng Yiran, her grandparents stepping closer to her as Yin silently said.

I dare you.

"You are nothing but a little brat." Meng Yiran said, eyeing her disdainfully, ignoring the risen sword.

"I am his older twin sister," Yin hissed, the air around her turning meanancing. "I more than have the right to fight for him and in his stead," she glared at the taller Meng Yiran.

"Yin." Tang San interrupted her worry in his voice. "You are injured. I will do it."

"No, " she hissed at him, this time truly Angry. You aren't even in a state where you should be moving. Sit down there! Let me handle this. I am in a far better state, and don't forget." She glared at Meng Yiran. "There is no way in this world I would lose to this cojone here."

"This, whatever you call her, is older and more experienced than you." Dai Mubai stepped up next to her. "I'd say we first listen to what kind of contest she wants, and then you two can duke it out who does it."

"Who says I will accept this imp here." Meng Yiran nodded at Yin. "As my opponent? I probably surpass her easily enough."

"She is his Twin sister," Dai Mubai said and then gazed at Meng Yiran. "Going against her is going against him, and the other way around. There is no reason for you not to accept. Not really."

Meng Yirans gaze wandered between the two of them. "You don't look like twins." Indeed they didn't not look like twins anymore. Their size difference, their difference in clothing and look made them appear like older and younger sibling, or maybe cousins.

"Yeah, guess what. Now stakes? and what do you want to compete in?" Yin asked impatiently.

"If I win, he can't absorb that spirit ring over there." She said. "if you win. He can."

"Alright. But let me add something. If I win, you won't be in our way again."

"Deal." Meng Yiran agreed. "Since I doubt you can match me in terms of spirit power."

Tang Yin was about to tell the other girl where to shove her opinion when her body reminded her. Sometimes, it was better not to object; she was, in fact, still being anything but out of spirit power injured. A direct confrontation against Meng Yiran, even with a spirit Ring, was currently not a stellar idea.

Meng Yiran raised her hand, and the pale jade ring on her finger shimmered faintly underneath the light. She then held a bag and showed Tang Yin a collection of sharp blades. Tang Yin mustered them. She was not her brother, but she did know her way around knives better than the vast majority.

These were throwing knives.

Very good at throwing knives, too. Her eyes recognized the sheen on the metal from the precious metals Tang Hao occasionally worked with. But, no matter how many leaves are hit, the knives have to end up in a tree trunk. Those that don't hit the tree don't count."

"These are thirty-six Spirit Cleaving Knifes. You and I will each have eighteen. Grandfather will shake a tree about twenty meters away, making the leaves fall. We both start at the same time, throwing the knives. The one piercing the most tree leaves wins."

Meng Yiran declared confidently how they would compete. Then she cast a hard gaze at the entire group from Shrek Academy, who all did their best to keep a straight expression.

Zhao Wuji stared at her as if he needed a second to comprehend her words. Dai Mubai stared at the knives and only at the knives as if trying to ignore the rest.

Oscar covered his mouth with both hands.

Ma Honjun looked at Tang Yin and then dared to ask. "Are you anywhere near your brother?" He asked her, and she tilted her head silently, saying with a long look.

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Then he staggered and almost toppled over. Even Zhu Zhuqings, who is usually cool and close to expressionless, showed a stunned expression.

Ning Feng settled on the ground, clearly giving off an atmosphere I would enjoy seeing.

Ning Rongrong giggled.

Tang Yin only smiled, quite dazzling, as she sheathed her sword.

Meng Yiran, seeing the expressions of the Shrek students, clearly knew she was being mocked and revealed a strained and angry expression as she fumed. "And do you dare?" she asked Tang Yin.

"Are you all fools? Or don't you dare take up the challenge?"

Oscar suddenly couldn't hold back his laughter, telling Men Yiran, "We take it. How could we possibly decline that challenge? Wait, let us raise the stakes even. If you lose, not only will you need to stay out of our way, but you will have to kiss Tang Yin, alright?"

Meng Yiran blushed and flinched back. "What?" she sounded utterly flabbergasted. Tang Yin, meanwhile, only showed a dry expression.

"She is not my Type..." she then noted.

"Your type is Jiang, and we all know that." Dai Mubai suddenly announced. "But hey. I really wanna see that. Two girls..."

"I dare you to finish that sentence with my sister in it," Tang San said and glared at Dai Mubai, who quickly shut his mouth. He had long realized Tang San was good for having the most fun at the expense of others, even at his own expense, especially when it was coming from people he considered friends, but only as long as it did not involve his Tang Yin or Xiao Wu.

Meng Yiran, still unsure of what this was about, decided to ignore the group's strange behavior and focus on Tang Yin.

"Are you doing it or not, or will you complain I am bullying you?"

"No way, I will. As long as you don't say I bullied you when I am done." She took eighteen of the knives and noted that they were uncomfortable. They were not her size, chunky even in her hands, which were small. She stretched her wrist and tried to figure out how to grab them best.

After a few trial throws, Meng Yiran watched her now even keener, seeing her expertly throw and catch the knives with a slight of the hand, betraying that she did indeed know what she was doing with throwing knives and was by no means going to be an easy opponent.

Then Meng Yiran pointed at a tree approximately twenty meters from her side. "That is out, Target."

Tang Yin nodded.

"Fine."

The knives in Yiran's hands soon had red silk ribbons hanging from them, and Tang Yins were marked with blue silk ribbons.