I've trained you.

Now!

"System, upgrade Basic Combat Arts!"

At the critical moment when the dagger was about to pierce him, Li Wei roared in his heart.

This was his true trump card.

From the beginning, he knew that with his current strength and physical condition, going head-to-head with Big Donkey Brother was like an egg hitting a rock.

The opponent's combat experience and killing techniques were far superior to his.

Anger was the best disguise.

Through a frantic offensive and reckless exchanges of life for life, he had lured Big Donkey Brother into his rhythm step by step, making him lower his guard and believe victory was already in his grasp.

All of it was for this absolute opening of less than a tenth of a second created during this fatal blow.

[Ding! host's strong desire detected. Consume 3,000 points to upgrade "God-Level Combat Arts (Basic)" to "God-Level Combat Arts (Intermediate)"?]

"Yes!"

[Ding! 3,000 points successfully deducted! "God-Level Combat Arts (Intermediate)" upgrade complete!]

Almost the instant the system prompt finished, a majestic and mysterious torrent of information, like a river bursting its banks, surged into Li Wei's brain.

It was a sensation difficult to describe in words.

If Basic Combat Arts taught him how to punch, kick, and use the most efficient moves...

...then Intermediate Combat Arts allowed him to understand "Momentum."

It was the trajectory of the opponent's moves, the moment muscles exerted force, the traces of airflow, and the flaws in the shift of gravity.

In Li Wei's eyes, the entire world seemed to change.

Big Donkey Brother's lightning-fast thrust now became traceable in his vision.

He could clearly "see" the angle of the opponent's wrist, the extent of his shoulder drop, and the exact spot three centimeters to the left of his heart where the dagger's tip was aimed.

Countless ways to respond and possibilities for counterattack flashed through his mind like computer code, finally locking onto the optimal solution.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

To an outsider, Li Wei had simply made an inconceivable move in the face of that lethal strike.

His body twisted violently to the left at an angle that completely defied human mechanics.

His entire upper body shifted horizontally by an inch.

*Rip!*

The cold dagger failed to pierce his heart, instead grazing past his left chest; the sharp blade tore through his clothes, leaving a bloody streak on his firm pectoral muscle.

Intense pain followed, but Li Wei's eyes were frighteningly bright.

He succeeded!

Big Donkey Brother's pupils suddenly constricted behind his mask.

The smugness and cruelty on his face froze for the first time.

He couldn't understand how this kid could possibly dodge his lethal strike under those circumstances.

That had exceeded the limits of human reaction!

However, Li Wei gave him no time to think.

The moment he dodged the dagger, Li Wei's right hand—which had been thrusting forward with excessive force—suddenly flicked its wrist. The Butterfly Knife in his hand, like a venomous dragon turning its head, swept upward from below, striking toward Big Donkey Brother's right wrist in a flash.

This move was fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Warning bells blared in Big Donkey Brother's mind. He had no time to think and could only rely on combat instinct to forcefully pull back his dagger to parry.

*Clang!*

Another ear-piercing clash of metal.

But this time, the situation was completely different.

Li Wei's blade no longer met the dagger head-on. At the moment of contact, the blade tilted, releasing a clever combination of adhesive and shifting force.

Big Donkey Brother felt as if his dagger had struck a slippery piece of butter; most of the force was instantly dissipated.

At the same time, a strange rotational force transferred over, making his wrist ache and go numb, nearly causing him to lose his grip on the dagger.

Before he could steady himself, Li Wei's left hand turned into an afterimage, fingers forming a claw that accurately lunged for his throat.

In his horror, Big Donkey Brother could only awkwardly tilt his head back while raising his left arm to block.

*Thud!*

Li Wei's claw gripped his forearm firmly, his fingers exerting enough force to nearly crush the bone.

Big Donkey Brother let out a muffled groan. Using that force, his body rapidly retreated, finally putting distance between himself and Li Wei again.

In just a few rounds of engagement, the tide of the battle had instantly reversed!

Big Donkey Brother stood three meters away, looking at the five clear finger marks on his forearm, then at the blood-covered man opposite him who now possessed a completely different aura. For the first time, a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

If Li Wei just now was a mad dog biting wildly with bloodlust...

...then the current Li Wei was a calm, efficient lone wolf radiating lethal danger.

His moves were still simple.

But every move and every form seemed to carry the poise of a grandmaster—seamless and untraceable.

"You..."

Big Donkey Brother spoke hoarsely. He wanted to ask something but didn't know where to start.

"Again!"

Li Wei gave him no chance to catch his breath.

He kicked off the ground and lunged forward again.

This time, his speed didn't seem to have increased.

Yet, every footfall and every transition between movements felt more logical and precise.

The blade light rose again!

The two were locked in combat once more.

But this time, the scene had changed to Li Wei on the offensive and Big Donkey Brother on the defensive.

*Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!*

The dense sounds of clashing blades were more rapid and dangerous than before.

Big Donkey Brother grew more alarmed the more they fought.

He discovered that the speed and power he prided himself on seemed to have lost their effect before this opponent.

No matter how tricky the angle of his attack, the opponent could always anticipate it half a step ahead and neutralize it in the simplest, most effortless way.

Meanwhile, every one of the opponent's attacks targeted his flaws and openings, forcing him to defend with all his might in a frantic scramble.

After dozens of moves, although Big Donkey Brother wasn't injured, fine beads of sweat had broken out on his forehead.

He knew he had run into a tough nut to crack.

Although Li Wei couldn't kill him, he couldn't do anything to Li Wei either.

He glanced at the dark sky outside. He conservatively estimated that nearly thirty minutes had passed since Li Wei and the Policewoman entered the building.

He couldn't drag this out any longer.

Although he wasn't afraid of Li Wei, it would be extremely troublesome if they had notified the police before coming.

It would be an extremely troublesome matter to be blocked here by dozens of police officers armed with live ammunition.

What a pity... He glanced at Qin Bing, who was still struggling in pain due to the effects of the drug, a hint of unwillingness and regret flashing in his eyes.

The prize within his reach had flown away just like that.

However, a gentleman's revenge is never too late; there would be plenty of time in the future.

Thinking of this, Big Donkey Brother already intended to retreat.

He suddenly let out a violent roar, his full strength exploding as the Military Dagger in his hand turned into a dense net of blades, forcefully pushing Li Wei back several steps.

"Kid, consider yourself lucky!"

He laughed hoarsely, his voice carrying a bit of mockery and reluctance.

"Let's stop playing for today."

"I've already 'trained' that little police flower of yours well enough."

"How you play with her next is up to you!"

After saying that, he didn't linger. He suddenly turned and rushed toward a large window without glass, leaping out!

Li Wei's pupils constricted, and he immediately gave chase.

But when he rushed to the window, he only saw a black rope sliding rapidly down the wall.

Big Donkey Brother's figure had already disappeared into the complex of unfinished buildings below, using professional rappelling gear to descend in a few bounds.

The night wind poured in through the window, blowing Li Wei's messy hair across his forehead.

The entire top-floor hall returned to a deathly silence once more.

Only Lin Tianhao's gradually cooling corpse and Qin Bing, hanging from the roof beam and letting out painful whimpers, remained.