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The corners of Evil Eye's mouth slowly lifted, and that strange gaze was fixed on Mo Ming. He remained still but said, "Shura, it's hard to imagine how much you've changed in such a short time. The aura around you is different now; it feels unlike what I sensed at the beginning."
"Heh, is that so? I feel like I'm still me, nothing has really changed," Mo Ming replied with a noncommittal smile. He should have been the one to press the attack, but he knew Evil Eye's strength was not to be underestimated. For now, he held back while his mind raced with thoughts.
Evil Eye was also cautious about making a move. Earlier, he had let his guard down, allowing Mo Ming to regain some control over the situation. Now, he wanted to take this opportunity to catch his breath. He chuckled and said, "You are indeed different now. At first, I sensed some impatience in you; your strikes were rather careless. But now, I can feel a domineering aura from you—that's what makes it different."
"Regardless of any changes, our victory or defeat has yet to be determined. Evil Eye, make your move!" Mo Ming had already formulated a strategy in his mind and did not wait any longer. He beckoned to Evil Eye with a casual gesture, wearing a somewhat frivolous expression.
Evil Eye was right; Mo Ming had indeed changed. Gone was the initial restraint; he had loosened up. At the start of their confrontation, Mo Ming appeared calm on the surface but was somewhat anxious during the duel, unable to fully unleash himself.
Now, Mo Ming had completely let go of his restraints, and the arrogance, frivolity, and domineering aura that belonged to him radiated once more.
"Hmph! No matter how much you've changed, you still won't be my match, Shura. I can tell you that during our earlier duel, I didn't even use my full strength. Now you'll see that my power is something you cannot contend with!" As Evil Eye spoke, he regained his composure; his eyes glinted with a hint of ferocity.
As soon as he finished speaking, Evil Eye charged toward Mo Ming with large strides and unleashed three rapid punches. The fists moved so quickly that they created a sound as they sliced through the air. Mo Ming remained unfazed and dodged to the side to evade Evil Eye's quick strikes.
"Then show me your full strength! If I am even slightly afraid, I'll jump off right here!" After dodging Evil Eye's three punches, just as Evil Eye's right leg lashed out like a whip, Mo Ming raised his own right foot to counter.
Bang!
The two feet collided violently, causing both of them to stagger backward momentarily. However, they quickly regained their footing and charged at each other again. Evil Eye swung heavy punches like a torrential downpour toward Mo Ming.
"Evil Eye, I can't deny that you have the upper hand in terms of strength. Unfortunately for you, no matter how heavy your punches are, as long as I know how to block effectively, I can avoid much of your power." Mo Ming continuously blocked Evil Eye's punches while remaining rooted in place.
Evil Eye's expression darkened. With a sudden burst of power from his legs, he lunged forward like a striking snake aimed at Mo Ming's abdomen. Mo Ming smirked slightly and chose to ignore Evil Eye's hand attacks as he took two steps back.
In an instant, Mo Ming kicked out his foot just in time to suppress Evil Eye's incoming kick. This scene left many onlookers stunned; it was too bizarre—almost as if Mo Ming had anticipated Evil Eye's move. Just as Evil Eye was about to kick out, Mo Ming prepared to retreat and seemed to know the trajectory of Evil Eye's kick well enough to successfully counter it.
"Heh heh..."
The shock among the crowd had not yet dissipated when an even more astonishing event occurred. After Evil Eye was pinned down by Mo Ming, instead of showing any signs of panic, Evil Eye swiftly unleashed his other foot. Mo Ming did the same; at the moment he restrained Evil Eye, he also kicked out with his other foot.
"Impossible!" Both Evil Eye and Mo Ming were stunned. The kick each delivered to the other was completely unexpected. They resembled two computers playing Go, calculating their moves, yet neither gained an advantage.
Both men struck each other in the chest with a kick, causing their bodies to fly backward into the air. Ultimately, they landed almost simultaneously, and no one could tell who hit the ground first.
"Boss!"
"Evil Eye!"
Mo Ming's face turned pale as he struggled to straighten up, blood uncontrollably spewing from his mouth. Evil Eye was not in much better shape; blood filled his mouth, but he managed to swallow it down, only for a trickle of blood to seep from the corner of his lips.
He Yunsong and the others rushed forward. Poisonous Peak supported Mo Ming's back and asked, "Boss, are you okay?!"
"I'm fine... Who lost?" Mo Ming forced a grim smile. The outcome was crucial for him; this duel represented an absolute display of his long-term efforts. Despite the gap in strength, Mo Ming had managed to turn the tide through combat skills.
Meanwhile, Yin Jiu stepped forward to help Evil Eye. His first words mirrored those of Mo Ming, indicating that for these two strong-willed men, the result of this duel was more important than life itself.
"No one lost; it was a draw since you both landed at the same time. So, Boss, you didn't lose; you don't have to die," He Yunsong said, looking at the pale-faced Mo Ming, feeling a pang of sympathy and an urge to cry.
Upon hearing Mo Ming's words, Evil Eye's already pale face darkened: "Impossible! How could I lose to a kid? Yin Jiu, tell me honestly, who landed first!"
"This..." Yin Jiu forced a smile, hesitating on whether to reveal the truth to Evil Eye. He noticed how much this duel meant to him and feared that if he couldn't handle the shock, he might resort to detonating himself in a fit of rage, putting everyone in danger.
Evil Eye tightly grasped Yin Jiu's arm and roared, "Bastard! I'm asking you a question! Tell me who won!"
"You both landed almost simultaneously; it’s considered a draw..." Yin Jiu said with a troubled expression.
Upon hearing this, Evil Eye released Yin Jiu and stared at the sky, laughing maniacally. His laughter echoed through the dark heavens for quite some time before he slowly turned to Mo Ming and said, "I never expected this, truly unexpected. Throughout my life, I have encountered many strong individuals, and aside from Lord, they have all perished at my hands. Today, I find myself unable to defeat you; it is truly ridiculous, truly laughable!"
"Heh, there's nothing unexpected here, Evil Eye. Your strength is indeed above mine, but strength does not equate to everything. You must understand that sometimes mindset and technique can bridge the gap in power. You cannot win today because you underestimated me; your arrogance is your downfall!" Mo Ming replied with a cold smile. If Evil Eye had gone all out from the beginning, he would have undoubtedly lost.
"Hmph, don't get too smug. Today, neither of us wins or loses, so no one needs to jump off a building. Shura, I will remember this humiliation today; one day, I will make you pay it back double!" Evil Eye said as he slowly stood up with Yin Jiu's support. "Anyone who wants to keep me here can come at me!"
He Yunsong's eyes turned red as he slowly stood up and roared, "Bastard! You won't leave here today!"
Evil Eye dismissed him casually, saying, "Come at me if you want; I don't care about life or death anymore. If you wish, I might as well die with you." After saying this, a sinister smile crept onto Evil Eye's lips.
In truth, Evil Eye in this state could not withstand the combined efforts of everyone. However, if he were to engage with someone of Red Ghost's caliber, even if he were heavily injured, he could still take down Red Ghost. Moreover, if pushed to the brink, Evil Eye had explosives on him and would surely take everyone down with him!
"You can leave now; this time I won't keep you. But if I encounter you again next time, I will eliminate you with absolute power. Just wait for it, Evil Eye!" After much consideration, Mo Ming allowed Evil Eye to depart.
Mo Ming could disregard his own safety, but with so many good brothers around him, it would be too costly to trade only the lives of Evil Eye and Yin Jiu. As long as they were alive, there would always be an opportunity to kill Evil Eye.
"I'll remember your words and return them to you unchanged. Don't worry; we will meet again soon. Your life will increasingly resemble hell," Evil Eye grinned viciously and then said to Yin Jiu, "Let's go!"
"Yun Song, if you don't keep us here, then we are leaving. I've already given you good advice today; after today, Hong Gang and Little Green Society will be sworn enemies!" Yin Jiu declared harshly before supporting Evil Eye as they left.
He Yunsong clenched his fists tightly and shouted at Yin Jiu's retreating figure, "Boss Yin! In the future, I will ensure that Hong Gang sinks forever into the currents of history!"
Just after Evil Eye and Yin Jiu left, Mo Ming felt blood surge up again and spewed it out. Before anyone could react, Mo Ming fainted. Poisonous Peak immediately carried Mo Ming toward the emergency room set up at Phoenix Grand Hotel.
...
Inside the medical room of Phoenix Grand Hotel.
Murong Lian, Jun Qianqian, and Lin Yuan'er all sat on either side of Mo Ming's hospital bed, their hearts aching at the sight of his pale face. They had stayed by his side for an entire day, never leaving him alone.
"Ugh..." Mo Ming slowly opened his eyes, a wave of pain surged through his head, causing him to let out a muffled groan. The three women immediately perked up with joy and leaned against his chest.
His not-so-broad chest was nearly occupied by the three women's heads.
Murong Lian sobbed, "You stupid man, you promised us you would be fine! How could you get hurt? Do you know how scared we were when we saw you unconscious?"
"Exactly! Brother Mo is such a bad guy; he made Yuan'er cry so much..." Lin Yuan'er complained while playfully punching Mo Ming's shoulder with her small fists. Jun Qianqian remained silent, tears streaming down her face as she listened to the rhythm of Mo Ming's heartbeat.
"Hey, hey~ you three ladies, enough already. I'm not dead, it hurts! Get off me; my chest just took a kick..." Mo Ming grimaced in pain but couldn't bring himself to push the three beauties away.
However, upon hearing his words, the three women showed no signs of moving. They continued to cling to his chest, complaining, hitting him lightly, and crying...
"Alright, alright, this little pain is nothing. If it makes you feel better like this, I don't mind being your pillow. Come on now, stop crying; I'm fine," Mo Ming said helplessly as he reached out to pat their heads in comfort.
The three women showed no intention of getting up and allowed Mo Ming to stroke their heads. They lay quietly on his shoulder, listening to the steady beat of his heart. It seemed they were both punishing him and enjoying the solidness of his chest.
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