As soon as these words were said, the crowd erupted in noise.
No one expected someone so useless to say something so bold without shame.
It was a joke. Everyone in the village knew that Julie could only bully the three men in her house but was as cowardly as a grandson outside.
Some people already had thoughts in their hearts, and after being provoked by Julie, they couldn't help but feel tempted.
A woman in her thirties from the village stepped out. Her name was Li Yajun. She liked drinking, gambling, and causing trouble. She was tall, about 1.8 meters, and often bullied young husbands and widowers.
Sometimes she would even steal chickens and vegetables from the villagers. Because of her size and some weak fighting skills, most people just avoided her. Few dared to confront her directly.
Li Yajun walked up to the platform, looked at Julie, who was about 1.71 meters tall, and her eyes showed disdain.
Even though she looked down on her, just to be safe, she still asked, "What if someone gets hurt or dies during the fight?"
"Life and death don't matter. Everyone here is a witness," Julie said calmly.
A flash of satisfaction crossed Li Yajun's eyes.
Li Yajun didn't really care about becoming the village chief. She knew what kind of person she was. But since Julie was asking for death by making bold claims in front of the officials, she wasn't going to miss this chance.
If she became the village chief, those three husbands of Julie — Bailee, Haven, and Lorrie — would be hers sooner or later.
She had been eyeing them for a long time. If she had the power, everything would be under her control.
Li Yajun gave a dirty smile, her eyes turned fierce, and she charged at Julie with her fist.
A sneaky glint flashed in her eyes.
In a competition like this, getting hurt or killed was normal. She didn't feel bad about it.
Li Yajun's fist aimed straight at Julie's temple. When it was just a centimeter away, Julie moved.
She grabbed Li Yajun's arm with one hand. Li Yajun tried to move but found that she couldn't even budge an inch. Panic filled her heart, and fear appeared on her face.
Julie didn't give her any time to react. She twisted Li Yajun's arm backward and kicked her knee, forcing her to fall to the ground with a scream.
Sweat started dripping from Li Yajun's forehead, but she still refused to admit defeat. Julie's eyes turned cold. She yanked Li Yajun's injured arm upward.
Li Yajun couldn't bear it anymore and cried out loudly, "I'm wrong! I lost! Let go, let go! It hurts so much, my arm is going to break!"
Julie thought it was boring.
She let go and kicked Li Yajun off the platform.
If it weren't for Dong Miao being there, Julie wouldn't have let Li Yajun off so easily.
Swinging a fist at someone's head was clearly trying to kill them.
But it didn't matter. As long as she stayed in the village, she could deal with her slowly later.
After kicking Li Yajun down, a few villagers quickly came over to help her up.
No one dared to say Julie was too ruthless. After all, it was Li Yajun who had aimed for the head first.
If Julie hadn't blocked it, who knew if she could have survived that punch?
After that, no one dared to talk or whisper anymore.
Everyone was shocked by what Julie just did.
"Anyone else? Come up," Julie said unhappily, still feeling she hadn't fought enough.
The people below saw how miserable Li Yajun looked — sweating and pale.
If the officials weren't still there, someone would've already called for a doctor. Now she was just forcing herself to endure the pain.
Who would still dare to go up? No one wanted to be the next fool.
Julie's eyes showed her dissatisfaction, and her face looked a little gloomy.
Even Dong Miao was shocked by Julie's move, feeling both surprised and pleased.
Not bad... she didn't talk much, but she had real skills.
Just within a few minutes, no one dared to make any more trouble.
Dong Miao was very satisfied, feeling that coming here today was really worth it.
After saying a few polite words, she left with the officials.