Trash talk back

Holding Qin Bing in his arms, he slowly stood up straight and walked toward the pale-faced Zhao Anqi at the edge of the field.

"Take care of her."

Li Wei's voice was devoid of any emotion.

Zhao Anqi hurriedly reached out to take Qin Bing from Li Wei's arms and settled her onto a chair that had been prepared earlier.

Just as Li Wei turned to leave.

A small, cold hand suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Li Wei's footsteps stopped.

He lowered his head.

Qin Bing had opened her eyes at some unknown point.

Her phoenix eyes, which were usually like cold stars, were now filled with complex emotions.

There was unwillingness, and even a hint of worry.

Her lips moved slightly.

"Be careful."

Li Wei's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.

He didn't look back; he just gently pried her hand away.

"Mm."

A simple syllable.

The surrounding Black Shield trainees watched this scene, their hearts feeling complicated to the extreme.

They had heard rumors about this mysterious boss from various grapevines.

Some said the boss was quite skilled and had cooperated with the police to crack major cases in Shen City.

But rumors were just rumors after all.

The level of the opponent they were facing now was different.

They had just witnessed with their own eyes how that demon-god-like Gudelov had defeated and toyed with their Qin Bing.

No matter how well the boss could fight, could he be stronger than the soldier king Chen Hu?

Could he be stronger than Qin Bing, who had just erupted with staggering power?

Impossible.

There was no suspense in this battle.

Perhaps the boss was only doing this to save the company's face and reclaim a bit of dignity.

Knowing he would lose, he was still using his own body to engage in a gamble destined for failure.

Many people's eyes were turning red.

It was all because of the incompetence of their so-called elite group.

Li Wei ignored the commotion behind him.

Step by step, he walked back to the center of the training field.

Gudelov looked at him, a smile that could almost be called honest appearing on his rugged face.

However, that smile looked bloodthirsty and cruel no matter how one viewed it.

"You've got guts."

He spoke in a muffled voice, "But you'll lose even faster."

Li Wei ignored him.

His gaze bypassed Gudelov and landed on the veiled woman, Xu Ying.

"The warm-up is over."

His voice was very soft.

"Come on, it's our turn."

He stepped onto the fighting mat that still bore traces of Qin Bing's blood.

He came to a halt five meters away from Xu Ying.

He still maintained that calm and indifferent demeanor, but his heart was extremely cautious.

He could tell that Gudelov's words earlier had a hidden meaning, seemingly making it clear that Xu Ying's skills were even more terrifying.

"To be honest, I'm a bit curious."

Li Wei lowered his voice.

"What kind of face is hidden under that veil of yours?"

There was a hint of flippancy in his voice.

"If I could take a look, then losing the company to you today wouldn't seem like such a bad deal."

Xu Ying just stood there quietly, like a cold statue.

Seeing that she was unmoved, the smile on Li Wei's face grew even wider.

"And those legs—they're very long and straight."

His gaze swept unscrupulously back and forth over Xu Ying's beautiful legs, which were encased in a black combat suit.

"I just wonder how they feel to the touch."

Li Wei's move was a psychological tactic!

It would be best if he could provoke Xu Ying's anger and throw her heart into chaos.

Just as Li Wei thought this mysterious woman would be enraged by his shameless remarks.

Xu Ying suddenly laughed.

The laughter was crisp and pleasant.

"You want to see my face?"

Her cold voice was audible only to Li Wei.

"You want to touch my legs?"

She took a step forward, her eyes like cold stars looking at Li Wei playfully.

"You can."

"As long as you can win."

"Never mind touching my legs or seeing my face."

She paused, a hint of fatal temptation entering her voice.

"Tonight, my entire self will be yours."

Xu Ying's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a depth charge dropped into a calm lake.

Li Wei subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

This was a temptation no normal man could refuse.

Especially when this temptation came from a mysterious woman with a beauty score as high as 96, a hot body, and who was also as strong as a non-human.

Li Wei retracted his smile.

He realized he might have played his hand a bit too far.

This woman was even harder to deal with than he had imagined.

Not only was she not provoked by his trash talk.

Instead, she followed his lead and threw out an even more tempting wager.

She was using the most direct way to tell Li Wei:

You cannot possibly win.

"Interesting."

Li Wei quickly regained his cynical demeanor.

"Just for those words, I have to fight this match today."

He loosened up his wrists and neck, letting out a series of crisp cracking sounds.

"Let's begin."

Xu Ying's voice remained cold.

"Don't waste time."

"Start!"

Zhao Anqi's voice sounded somewhat weak at this moment.

She didn't dare to watch any longer.

The moment the words fell.

Xu Ying moved.

There was no probing whatsoever; this was absolute confidence in her own strength.

Without any warning, her body simply vanished from where she stood out of thin air.

In the next second.

A black afterimage had already appeared in front of Li Wei.

Five meters vanished in an instant.

So fast!

Li Wei's pupils constricted suddenly.

The Intermediate Combat Technique within him was pushed to the limit at this moment.

Every muscle and every neuron in his body screamed out a frantic warning.

Danger!

Extreme danger!

This woman's speed was even thirty percent faster than that of Lü Xiangdong back then!

Li Wei didn't even have time for any extra thought.

Relying entirely on his battle-hardened instinct, his body suddenly leaned backward.

A standard 'Iron Bridge' move.

Whoosh!

A fierce wind from a kick, accompanied by a sharp whistle, swept past, almost grazing the tip of his nose.

The cold wind made his cheeks sting.

Li Wei could even smell the faint, cold fragrance like snow lotuses coming from her combat suit.

The strike missed.

Xu Ying's movements didn't pause for a second.

That beautiful leg that had swept out suddenly pressed down at an incredible angle in mid-air.

Turning a sweep into a chop!

Like a black battle-axe falling from the sky, it smashed down ruthlessly toward Li Wei's chest.

This move was exactly the same as the one Qin Bing had used to attack Chen Hu earlier.

But whether in speed or power, it was in a completely different dimension.