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"Shura, it seems you have put in quite a bit of effort during this time; your strength has improved significantly, but you are still no match for me!" The corner of Evil Eye's mouth curled into a wicked grin as he tightened and then relaxed his fists, moving his joints before charging forward again.
"Hmph, don't you think it's too early to talk about who will win or lose?" Mo Ming quickly met him head-on. As he got close to Evil Eye, he suddenly stopped, sidestepped to avoid Evil Eye's flying kick, and struck both hands against Evil Eye's thigh.
Evil Eye did not hesitate at all. As Mo Ming pushed against his thigh, he used that force to quickly pivot and swept a leg toward Mo Ming.
Mo Ming could not evade such an attack from Evil Eye and could only swing his arm to block the blow.
"Did you see that? Your speed is no match for mine!" A hint of pride appeared on Evil Eye's face. This expression had only shown itself three times in his life: first when he faced Eternity, second during his battle with Overlord, and third against Lord. Now that this expression reappeared, it indicated that Mo Ming had indeed enhanced Evil Eye's combat experience.
Evil Eye unleashed a rapid series of kicks at Mo Ming, who could only retreat while using his arms to block. After successfully blocking seven powerful kicks from Evil Eye, Mo Ming felt a slight numbness in his arms; the pain stimulated his nerves. However, Mo Ming did not care about the pain; he was focused on how to counterattack.
"Too fast! His speed surpasses mine. If I show even the slightest opening, he'll overpower me. I can't play by the usual rules anymore," Mo Ming thought while defending against Evil Eye's relentless assault.
Catching sight of a nearby tree, Mo Ming devised a plan. While blocking Evil Eye's attacks, he moved toward the closest tree. Once near it, after deflecting one of Evil Eye's kicks with his arm, he circled around the tree.
Bang!
Evil Eye's heavy kick struck the trunk of the tree, causing it to tremble slightly and leaves to fall.
"Hmph, you're quite clever to use a tree for cover," Evil Eye scoffed disdainfully.
Just moments ago, Mo Ming had successfully used the tree to block an attack and escape from Evil Eye's control. After circling around the tree, he immediately launched a furious counterattack against Evil Eye.
"Heh heh, using your brain is also part of strength, isn't it?" Mo Ming said with a calm smile as he swiftly threw two punches at Evil Eye. Evil Eye dodged one punch and blocked Mo Ming's attack with his arm before quickly retaliating with another punch. Mo Ming hurriedly tried to evade.
However, Evil Eye's punch was too fast. Even though Mo Ming did his best to dodge, Evil Eye's fist still slammed into his shoulder. The sudden impact left Mo Ming feeling a jolt in his arm; he shook it off just as Evil Eye appeared right in front of him again.
"What?" Mo Ming was astonished, the fist reflected in his eyes growing larger and larger.
Bang!
Mo Ming was struck hard in the face by Evil Eye's fist, staggering back a few steps before quickly steadying himself, remaining vigilant against Evil Eye to prevent another attack.
"How does it feel? My fist isn't pleasant, is it?" Evil Eye twisted his wrist with one hand gripping the other, a smirk that resembled sarcasm on his lips. "I told you, with your abilities, you could never be my match, nor could you ever stand against Lord. So, what use are you if you don't die?"
"The taste of the fist isn't bad. Following the traditions of Huaxia, I believe in reciprocity. I'll return the favor with a punch to your face," Mo Ming's face was already deformed, swollen and bruised. He spat out a mouthful of bloodied saliva, his eyes filled with even more fighting spirit.
The more he fought, the braver he became!
Even though he was currently at a disadvantage, Mo Ming refused to admit defeat. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he charged at Evil Eye again, throwing punches that were fiercer than the last, like a crazed beast desperately attacking its opponent with claws.
With such an offensive from Mo Ming, anyone else would have taken quite a few hits by now. However, Evil Eye's strength was simply too overwhelming; he remained calm and blocked each of Mo Ming's attacks effortlessly. The smirk on his lips only grew wider. "If this is all you've got, you can't even reciprocate properly."
"Is that so?" Mo Ming sneered. As one of his punches was blocked by Evil Eye, he shook his arms and pushed forward suddenly. Evil Eye used his wrists to block but felt a numbness spread through his arms.
Mo Ming executed the Mountain-Shaking Palm technique, combining the explosive power from his waist with a hidden force that made his strike even more powerful.
"Hmph, hidden force!" Evil Eye stepped back a few paces, shaking his arms vigorously as his expression began to turn serious.
"How about that? My strength can make you change your expression, right?" A hint of mockery crept onto Mo Ming's face as he moved again, taking a quick step forward to close the distance to Evil Eye while simultaneously launching punches.
Evil Eye blocked with all his might while counterattacking at an incredibly fast speed.
The two continued their endless confrontation, attacking and defending in turn.
Bagua Palm!
Taking advantage of the opportunity to get close to Evil Eye, Mo Ming immediately replaced his punching steps with the agile and versatile footwork of Cloud Ladder, unleashing Bagua Palm for a powerful and relentless assault on Evil Eye. Caught off guard by this sudden change in tactics, Evil Eye found himself drawn into Mo Ming's rhythm.
Evil Eye struggled to cope.
“Evil Eye, do you still think you can easily take me down?” Mo Ming asked with a smile.
“Hmph, do you really think I would remain trapped in your rhythm? Don't be ridiculous!” Evil Eye replied coldly, a hint of ruthless determination hidden in his eyes. Facing Mo Ming's relentless strikes, he abandoned defense and endured the impact of Mo Ming's solid fist against his abdomen.
However, as he was hit in the stomach and staggered backward, he quickly lifted a leg and kicked out at the approaching Mo Ming. Mo Ming raised his hands to shield his chest and was pushed back by the force, causing the two to separate once more.
“You're quite ruthless with yourself, willing to take a hit just to escape my rhythm,” Mo Ming remarked, shaking out his arms with a serious expression. The blow from Evil Eye hadn't caused him much harm, but his own punch had left Evil Eye feeling a burning sensation in his abdomen.
“One must be tough on oneself to be tougher on others. Shura, I will return this punch to you!” Evil Eye snorted coldly, wildly swinging his arms and charging forward with the speed of a leopard.
With a leap, Evil Eye struck out like a javelin.
Mo Ming shifted his stance to evade Evil Eye's kick.
Yet as Evil Eye brushed past him, he swung a fist mid-air that landed heavily on Mo Ming's shoulder.
Ignoring the blow, Mo Ming lunged at the descending Evil Eye, wrapping his arm around his neck and forcing his head firmly against his chest. He executed a Guillotine hold on Evil Eye.
Evil Eye realized the situation was dire. He hurriedly tried to pry Mo Ming's arm away with both hands. However, Mo Ming only tightened his grip, showing no signs of letting go.
It was a joke. After finally seizing this opportunity to eliminate Evil Eye, Mo Ming would never easily release him.
Evil Eye's strength was not as great as Mo Ming's. Under the pressure of the Guillotine hold, he couldn't break free from Mo Ming's grip.
The two remained locked in a stalemate.
"What now? Do you think you have a chance to take me down?" Mo Ming's face had turned red from exertion, while Evil Eye, being choked, was even redder. His eyes were wide open, and the strange eye made Evil Eye's expression particularly fierce.
"Don't... get... too... cocky!" Evil Eye said slowly, struggling for breath. He exerted all his strength to break free but failed.
The Guillotine is a technique commonly used by wrestlers. Once an opponent is caught in it, escaping is not easy. Currently, both Evil Eye and Mo Ming were evenly matched in strength. It was not easy for Evil Eye to break free from Mo Ming. After trying several methods, Mo Ming still held him tightly.
If this continued, Evil Eye would surely be choked into unconsciousness.
"Get off me!!!" Evil Eye felt he was about to lose consciousness. He wrapped his arms around behind him.
Mo Ming quickly turned his head to dodge.
Evil Eye continued to reach back several times until he finally managed to grab Mo Ming's head and pushed forward with all his might.
Bang!
The two heads collided violently. This sudden impact caused Mo Ming's grip to loosen slightly. Seizing the opportunity, Evil Eye exerted himself and broke free.
After breaking free from Mo Ming, Evil Eye did not launch any attacks. Instead, he took several steps back, breathing heavily, his eyes reddened as if possessed, staring intently at Mo Ming: "Hmph, I was careless for a moment and almost died at your hands. That won't happen again!"
Just now, under Mo Ming's Guillotine, Evil Eye had expended a lot of energy and was feeling fatigued, needing time to recover.
"I thought it would be that easy to deal with you. Fortunately, you didn't disappoint me, Evil Eye. I have to admit that among the opponents we've faced, you're the most formidable. With every attack against you, I have to be extremely cautious because a slight mistake could lead to my death," Mo Ming also felt somewhat exhausted and temporarily abandoned the idea of attacking.
"You haven't disappointed me either. Being able to fight with me for so long makes you the fourth person. However, it's a pity that after today, either you die or I die; this will probably be our last confrontation," Evil Eye said with a cold smile. "Originally, I didn't want to finish you off so quickly; I wanted to see how much stronger you could become. Unfortunately, Lord has given orders, and you might ruin our plans, so we have no choice but to eliminate you first."
"Your plans? What plans?" Mo Ming asked with a frown.
"Sorry, I can't tell you," Evil Eye replied.
"Why can't you tell me? Are you lacking confidence? Afraid that I might defeat you today and ruin your plans?" Mo Ming tried to provoke Evil Eye into revealing the details of his plans, a hint of mockery appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Hahaha, Shura, are you underestimating me too much? You think these little tricks can make me spill my secrets?" Evil Eye laughed wildly. Afterward, with an air of dominance, he said: "Well, anyway, you're dead today; telling you won't change anything!"
Mo Ming's heart sank, and he held his breath.
He never thought that using provocation would actually elicit a response from Evil Eye. Who knew Evil Eye would be so arrogant as to actually say it? This left Mo Ming somewhat shocked; rather than calling Evil Eye foolish, it was more accurate to say he was overly proud.
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