Chapter 184 Weakness-Free
"Interesting," Zhang Shan nodded. "Let me see how many hits it takes for your bamboo-like frame to knock me down."
Watching from a distance, Ole Sun's expression changed at the sight.
Xiao Xiao had once said that if this man named Zhang Shan ever obtained his {Reverberation}, no one would be able to defeat him. But now, it seemed that even without {Reverberation}, his combat strength was still formidable. A man standing nearly two meters tall , it was clear that two normal men wouldn’t be able to take him down.
Luo Eleven, seeing this, unzipped his leather jacket, revealing his muscular upper body. "Xiao Xiao!" he shouted. "I need {Adversity Shift}!"
"Dammit..." Xiao Xiao cursed from the ground, "I could really use {Affliction Dismissal}... This guy's too strong..."
Upon hearing this, Luo Eleven felt a sense of foreboding. He turned and saw that, to his surprise, Xiao Xiao had already been taken down.
Who was that scrawny, tattooed man?
He actually managed to take down Xiao Xiao?
Upon looking closely at Xiao Xiao's pained expression, it was clear she had been knocked down multiple times.
"Hey... Xiao Xiao, are you being serious?" Luo Eleven asked, his voice tinged with doubt. "Weren’t you a wrestling coach?"
"Shut it..." Xiao Xiao slowly rose to her feet, her face twisted in pain. "Just give me {Affliction Dismissal}, I want him dead."
"That tattooed guy looks way too skinny. There's no way he has the strength to take you down," Luo Eleven remarked.
At his words, a faint smile slowly curled at the corner of Xiao Xiao's mouth. "Thanks."
"Still not giving up?" Qiao Jiajin said with a smile. "Although I don’t want to push you down, my hands are already stained with enough blood. A little more won’t make a difference."
"You can try," Xiao Xiao replied, once again stretching her limbs before slowly raising her hands. Her arms bent at the elbows, level with her shoulders, clearly adopting a judo stance.
Qiao Jiajin let out a resigned sigh, slowly curling his arms and bending his right knee. The one-on-one confrontation was reaching its critical point, and he expected his opponent to bring out her best technique.
If this judo stance was indeed Xiao Xiao's signature move, he’d have no choice but to counter with Muay Thai.
A swift strike akin to sharp blades cleaving through hemp, breaking the soft with force.
The ability to deliver a single, fatal blow renders all other skills irrelevant.
"When I was seventeen, I nearly killed a man on the street with Muay Thai," Qiao Jiajin said calmly. "Haven’t used it since."
"Hmph. In today's world, who could kill someone so openly? Such a ridiculous claim." Xiao Xiao sneered coldly, rushing forward in an instant, her right hand swinging down as she aimed to grab Qiao Jiajin’s arm.
Without hesitation, Qiao Jiajin leaped into the air, driving his left elbow downward into her right arm. In the same fluid motion, his right fist shot out with tremendous force, striking Xiao Xiao squarely on the cheek.
His movements were unorthodox, seemingly disregarding any vulnerabilities in his own stance. Every strike and maneuver was solely focused on bringing his opponent down.
Xiao Xiao grunted, unable to control her body as she staggered backward.
But Qiao Jiajin showed no sign of stopping. He sprinted two steps forward, then launched himself into the air once more. His arms swung from either side, fists aimed directly at Xiao Xiao's temples, while simultaneously, his knee crashed into her chin.
The three critical points of the human head—both temples and the chin—were struck simultaneously. Such damage, in any context, was lethal.
Having fully committed to the attack, Qiao Jiajin landed awkwardly, sliding several steps before finally stabilizing his footing.
To his surprise, despite the lethal blows, Xiao Xiao seemed unaffected. Seizing the opportunity while Qiao Jiajin was unsteady, she immediately lunged from behind and wrapped her arms around his neck.
It was a rear-naked choke.
Without hesitation, Qiao Jiajin reached up and grasped Xiao Xiao’s fingers, forcefully bending them downward. The unmistakable sound of joints {cracking} echoed through the air, but Xiao Xiao didn’t loosen her grip.
"What...?" Qiao Jiajin was momentarily stunned. Most people would have instantly released their hold due to the excruciating pain, yet Xiao Xiao acted as if she felt nothing, maintaining her choke.
"Thug, you’ve lost!" Xiao Xiao sneered through gritted teeth.
Qiao Jiajin continued shifting his body, desperately seeking a way to break free. With his extensive combat experience, Qiao Jiajin knew that the key to escaping any hold was to make the opponent feel pain, forcing them to relent. But Xiao Xiao seemed to be completely immune to pain. How could he possibly break free now?
Seeing that Qiao Jiajin continued to twist and struggle, Xiao Xiao arched backward, pulling both of them to the ground.
She landed with Qiao Jiajin in front of her, her grip on his throat tightening, effectively trapping him.
At this point, Qiao Jiajin’s feet were off the ground, making it even harder for him to generate power. He realized that if this continued, he would soon fall into shock, and the fight would be over.
With that thought, he lifted his right leg high and then slammed it down, striking Xiao Xiao’s shin with his heel. The force of the blow was tremendous, yet the anticipated scream never came.
He kicked repeatedly, each strike packed with immense force.
An uneasy feeling swept over Xiao Xiao. While she didn’t feel any pain, she began to lose all sensation in her right leg.
She curled her legs tightly, locking them around Qiao Jiajin’s waist, and then pulled herself upward with all her strength. The immense pressure caused Qiao Jiajin’s face to flush with pain.
"Motherfucker...now you’re resorting to cheating?"
Qiao Jiajin never imagined that someone could be completely immune to pain. His usual methods of breaking free were rendered useless.
He swung his elbow toward Xiao Xiao's ribs again, but she remained as unresponsive as a mannequin.
"Qiao ge!" Li Xiangling noticed the fierce scuffle and immediately rushed over. At that moment, Zhang Shan was behind her, providing the perfect opportunity to slip away.
"Careful..." Qiao Jiajin gritted his teeth and warned. "She's cheating..."
Li Xiangling's face hardened as she observed the two struggling on the ground. Without hesitation, she thrust her two fingers directly toward Xiao Xiao's eyes.
"Dammit!" Xiao Xiao exclaimed, her face paling in shock. She immediately turned her head to the side. Though she no longer felt pain, her reflexes kicked in instinctively.
This small movement exposed a significant flaw.
Seizing the opportunity, Qiao Jiajin immediately grabbed Xiao Xiao’s arm and forcefully twisted it downward.
His neck was now finally free from Xiao Xiao’s arm.
"Cough, cough! Motherfucker..." Qiao Jiajin coughed a few times, standing up. The situation was becoming more complicated. "This buff mui doesn’t have any weaknesses left..."
"Do you need my assistance?" Li Xiangling asked.
"No need," Qiao Jiajin shook his head. "Go help buff lou, I won’t be locked down again."
"Are you sure you’re fine?" Li Xiangling asked, still uncertain.
"Don’t worry," Qiao Jiajin replied. "I was caught unprepared before, but now I have a plan."
"Al—Alright, then exercise caution," Li Xiangling nodded, then moved around Xiao Xiao and returned behind Zhang Shan.
At that moment, Xiao Xiao stood up, still looking unaffected.
"You can’t win against me, thug," Xiao Xiao laughed as she advanced forward. "I’ll make sure you… huh?"
She suddenly realized that her right foot was no longer under her control. As she tried to walk, she stumbled, unable to put any strength into it.