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After dodging a punch from Luo Qianshan, Mo Ming retaliated with a swing of his thigh.
The speed of the counterattack was like lightning, creating afterimages of his thigh. Such speed likely surpassed the limits of human capability.
However, Luo Qianshan showed no signs of panic. He stepped aside to evade and then swept his leg horizontally.
After dodging Mo Ming's rapid kick, Luo Qianshan was still able to counterattack, indicating that his speed was not inferior to Mo Ming's.
Determining who was faster between the two was difficult; both their attack speeds and reaction times were evenly matched.
"Luo Qianshan is indeed difficult to deal with," Mo Ming thought, raising his focus to the utmost.
In such a confrontation, the first side to show a flaw would be at a disadvantage, even if they weren't immediately defeated.
At this moment, Luo Qianshan's mind was also extremely complex. He felt a significant threat from Mo Ming's displayed strength.
"Could he have discovered the secret of the stone?" Luo Qianshan pondered but quickly dismissed the idea: "Impossible. The Lord once said that before the stone slipped up, its power had already surged. He could never easily uncover the secret of the stone."
As they exchanged blows rapidly, neither gained any advantage.
They dodged when possible and avoided direct confrontation when they couldn't.
However, under Mo Ming's frequent consecutive strikes, Luo Qianshan appeared somewhat flustered and had to quickly set aside his arrogance to take the battle seriously.
Mo Ming's greatest advantage lay in having a brain designed for combat, allowing him to execute fast and accurate fighting patterns. This enabled him to unleash a series of coherent attacks that forced his opponent to rely on those patterns for evasion and defense.
If it weren't for Luo Qianshan's exceptional skills and incredibly quick reactions, he would have been unable to escape multiple times from Mo Ming's combo attacks.
Although somewhat flustered, Luo Qianshan did not fall behind.
Just as Mo Ming threw a punch, intending to unleash another combo, a murderous intent flashed in Luo Qianshan's eyes. With a strange shift of his steps, he dodged Mo Ming's attack while simultaneously thrusting his waist forward and delivering a punch.
This sudden counterattack disrupted Mo Ming's planned assault.
Surprised, Mo Ming hurriedly raised his hand to block.
However, Luo Qianshan relaxed his fist, extending his fingers and quickly bending them, transforming his punch into the shape of a Snake Head in an instant.
His hand struck like a serpent towards Mo Ming, and this unpredictable maneuver left Mo Ming unable to defend effectively.
Mo Ming did not anticipate that Luo Qianshan would employ such a troublesome technique.
In a moment, Luo Qianshan's "Snake Head" bypassed Mo Ming's block and approached his chest. He coordinated all his strength and concentrated it in his palm, striking fiercely at Mo Ming's chest.
Faced with this sudden attack, Mo Ming showed no hesitation. As he staggered backward, he kicked out forcefully.
Luo Qianshan clearly did not expect Mo Ming to be so decisive and had no defense against the kick that was thrown at him.
Receiving a heavy kick to the chest, Luo Qianshan was pushed back.
Meanwhile, Mo Ming quickly steadied himself and charged forward again. After experiencing a setback once, even if Luo Qianshan attempted to use "Snake Head" again, it would be impossible for him to get close so easily.
Luo Qianshan had no intention of using "Snake Head" again, after all, it was a technique that relied on surprise. When the opponent was on guard, the effectiveness of "Snake Head" diminished.
"Hmph. That guy Lord really didn't make excuses to shirk responsibility; you have indeed become much stronger," Luo Qianshan remarked coldly while engaging in combat with Mo Ming.
Last time in Sanpan City, Lord had returned to headquarters alone and reported the situation to Eternity.
However, Luo Qianshan was dismissive, thinking that Lord was merely making excuses for his failure. But now that they were fighting, he began to believe otherwise.
The young man before him, not yet twenty-five years old, could actually match him blow for blow, despite once being someone he thought he could easily defeat.
The current situation was entirely his own doing; the Dark Order had underestimated Mo Ming's potential.
If Luo Qianshan had personally dealt with Mo Ming back then, Mo Ming's influence would not have grown like a snowball, and his strength would not have advanced so rapidly.
"I let Lord escape last time; that was my mistake. But this time, Luo Qianshan, you won't get away. The vengeance for those fallen comrades should be settled today," Mo Ming said, his eyes filled with killing intent. He had waited a long time for this day and had struggled through much pain.
All suffering would end today. Mo Ming yearned for victory; he did not want to be a loser because failure meant the end of life.
Mo Ming feared not death but did not wish to die before accomplishing his tasks or breaking his promises to Murong Lian, Jun Qianqian, and Lin Yuan'er.
Facing a formidable opponent like Luo Qianshan, Mo Ming had to be cautious.
"I won't run away. It's not that I'm afraid of death; it's that I won't die. Do you really think you can kill me? Don't dream about it. If you're a benevolent Asura of this world, then I am the most wicked Asura of the demon realm. You can't defeat me," Luo Qianshan scoffed.
"Then let's see," Mo Ming replied, his gaze igniting with intensity as his attacks grew fiercer.
At this moment, Mo Ming was fully unleashed; it was a battle of life and death, and whoever lost would descend into hell!
"Hmph, do you think you're the only one holding back?" Luo Qianshan, seeing Mo Ming's strength rise again, immediately stopped holding back himself.
With both of them going all out, the speed of their punches and kicks, as well as their evasive maneuvers, reached a new limit.
The afterimages seen in movies are not just special effects; here, both Mo Ming and Luo Qianshan achieved that.
Such speed made dodging bullets from a handgun at close range no challenge at all.
Mo Ming took a small leap and threw a punch at Luo Qianshan.
Luo Qianshan sidestepped and avoided Mo Ming's punch.
After missing with his punch, Mo Ming continued to attack, but Luo Qianshan's reactions were incredibly quick, allowing him to evade continuously.
Suddenly, after not counterattacking for a while, Luo Qianshan swung his leg for a powerful counterattack right after dodging Mo Ming's strike.
He kicked out fiercely, but Mo Ming ducked just in time.
Luo Qianshan's first kick missed, but his other leg followed up immediately to continue attacking Mo Ming.
This kick came even more unexpectedly and with greater ferocity than the first.
Mo Ming had no choice but to block with his arm. The moment he did so, a wave of numbness surged through his arm.
"Hmph." Luo Qianshan coldly snorted, pushing off the ground and swiftly kicking out a leg.
At the same time, Mo Ming had no time to pay attention to the numbness in his arm; he leaped up as well, kicking back in response.
In mid-air, the two collided with their thighs before landing.
As they touched down, Mo Ming swept his leg while Luo Qianshan supported himself with one hand, briefly lifting his body off the ground to evade Mo Ming's attack.
Afterward, when Luo Qianshan landed, he pushed off the ground with both hands and stood up quickly, closing in on Mo Ming.
Mo Ming also quickly got up and charged forward.
The two engaged closely in a frenzied exchange of punches and kicks.
Mo Ming's nerves were taut; this kind of confrontation relied heavily on details. Being so close meant that any slight carelessness would surely lead to a disadvantage.
"Damn it, how does Luo Qianshan not seem like someone in his forties? With this kind of stamina, none of the young Special Forces can match him," Mo Ming thought to himself, feeling a bit desperate.
Originally, Mo Ming had thought that relying on his youthful strength would allow him to gradually wear down Luo Qianshan. However, after fighting for so long, Luo Qianshan hardly seemed to be out of breath at all.
This was truly unsettling; Mo Ming had no choice but to reconsider heading towards Eternal Life again.
"You and I are evenly matched, but that doesn't mean we can keep fighting like this forever. Victory and defeat always exist. As long as you make even the slightest mistake, you're done for," Luo Qianshan said cautiously as he struck out, careful to avoid leaving any openings due to his attacks.
Mo Ming was equally cautious.
"I return this sentence to you unchanged," Mo Ming said with a smile.
Now it seemed that the two were evenly matched, but over time, one of them would inevitably show a flaw, and the one who revealed a flaw would mean death.
Time was passing, and the duel between the two had lasted for over twenty minutes.
The close combat demanded a great deal of physical strength. After dozens of exchanges, both Mo Ming and Luo Qianshan were drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.
Mo Ming was constantly watching for Luo Qianshan's weaknesses, aiming to strike decisively the moment Luo Qianshan showed a flaw.
Just as Luo Qianshan launched a powerful punch, Mo Ming's eyes flashed with sharpness. He sidestepped and then unleashed his right fist like a cannonball.
Luo Qianshan revealed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth and quickly dodged Mo Ming's punch, countering with a fierce kick.
However, there was no sign of panic on Mo Ming's face. With a flick of his fist, he aimed directly at Luo Qianshan's thigh.
"You seek death!" Luo Qianshan couldn't help but laugh coldly at Mo Ming's action.
Striking the thigh with a fist was simply asking for trouble.
But Mo Ming had no intention of retreating; he drove his fist forward with determination.
With a crack, Mo Ming's hand was broken by the kick. He gritted his teeth to endure the pain and swung his left leg out, quickly following up with his right leg.
Luo Qianshan did not expect that Mo Ming would pay such a heavy price to expose his flaw. Caught off guard, he was struck directly in the face by Mo Ming's leg.
The powerful force instantly knocked Luo Qianshan to the ground.
Blood flowed from Luo Qianshan's mouth, and the impact left his mind in a daze.
Mo Ming did not give Luo Qianshan any time to recover. He rushed forward and delivered a powerful kick to Luo Qianshan's abdomen.
Luo Qianshan was forcefully kicked back a considerable distance.
Mo Ming charged again, ready to lift his leg for another strike. However, despite feeling dizzy, Luo Qianshan forced himself to stand up and grabbed Mo Ming.
Luo Qianshan was already disoriented, with only a buzzing sound in his head and his vision blurred.
He could only cling tightly to Mo Ming's waist, trying to buy himself some time to recover.
Mo Ming's expression was cold as he ruthlessly struck Luo Qianshan's waist with his elbow. After two consecutive blows, Luo Qianshan had no choice but to release his grip on Mo Ming.
At the moment Luo Qianshan let go, Mo Ming charged up his right fist and slammed it hard into Luo Qianshan's face.
Luo Qianshan fell to the ground, but just as Mo Ming approached, Luo Qianshan suddenly kicked out, forcing Mo Ming back a few steps.
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