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Under the night sky, the mountains loomed dark and shadowy, with echoes of distant animal calls sending chills down one's spine.
The Ancient Sorcerer glanced at Fang Miao walking beside him, feeling a headache coming on. Just moments ago, while he was enjoying drinks with Du Quan, Jiu Ye, and others, Fang Miao suddenly approached him, claiming to have something to discuss. However, once they stepped outside, not a word was spoken.
"How is your grandfather?"
Silence was not an option, so the Ancient Sorcerer had to break the ice.
"He's doing well. The traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the unit prescribed some medicine, and after eating a bit, he has already gone to sleep."
Speaking of this made Fang Miao feel grateful towards the Ancient Sorcerer. The doctor had just conducted a thorough examination on his grandfather and said that aside from being weak, there were no other issues; he just needed to recuperate slowly to regain his health.
"Mm."
The Ancient Sorcerer suddenly realized he didn't know what else to say, and it seemed Fang Miao had no desire to talk either as they continued walking forward.
Passing through a row of barracks, the Ancient Sorcerer noticed that Fang Miao had led him to what appeared to be a warehouse.
"What is this place?"
The Ancient Sorcerer paused for a moment, completely unaware of Fang Miao's intentions in bringing him here.
"Come in."
Fang Miao said as he pushed open the door and stepped inside first.
Upon entering, the Ancient Sorcerer discovered that it was actually a gym—an enormous one at that. In the vast space of over a thousand square meters, rows of barbells and treadmills lined the walls, but what caught the eye most was a boxing ring situated right in the center.
This place is usually a training ground for the troops, but at this time, deep into the night, there isn't a soul in sight.
"Put on the clothes, we're going to have a match."
While the Ancient Sorcerer was surveying the surroundings, Fang Miao tossed a set of clothes over from somewhere.
"Fight you?"
Receiving the clothes, the Ancient Sorcerer looked at Fang Miao in surprise.
"Yes."
The Ancient Sorcerer wasn't foolish; he quickly realized that Fang Miao was looking for a fight.
"Well, it was also due to the circumstances back then."
Fang Miao's expression hardened as she said, "What are you rambling about? Are we fighting or not?! You’re not scared, are you?!"
Fang Miao was very grateful that the Ancient Sorcerer had saved her grandfather, but just thinking about being kicked into a corner by him earlier in the day ignited a fire within her.
The Ancient Sorcerer was at an age full of vigor, especially after having drunk quite a bit with Jiu Ye and others. With Fang Miao provoking him with her words, how could he back down?
"Fine, let’s fight. Just don’t cry later!"
After changing into his clothes, the Ancient Sorcerer found Fang Miao already waiting for him in the Ring, and she even beckoned him with her finger.
The Ancient Sorcerer put on the Ring and coldly said:
"It seems that unless I teach you a lesson, you really won't know that the Horse King has three eyes!"
"Stop rambling!"
Seeing that the Ancient Sorcerer was ready, Fang Miao lifted her leg and kicked straight towards the Ancient Sorcerer's neck.
The Ancient Sorcerer was a master, so when Fang Miao lifted her leg, he immediately knew she was definitely a skilled fighter. This kick had tremendous power; even a wooden stake with a diameter of ten centimeters couldn't withstand it. If his neck were to be hit, it would surely break.
"I never expected this girl to have such strength."
He sighed inwardly but did not retreat at all. He raised his right hand to block Fang Miao's kick.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
...
A series of dense sounds echoed in the spacious gym, resulting from the collision between the Ancient Sorcerer's hand and Fang Miao's foot.
Fang Miao's physical condition was exceptionally outstanding, surpassing many men. However, she understood that when facing top masters, she was still limited by her femininity. To compensate for this inherent shortcoming, Fang Miao spent a lot of time studying how to effectively use her legs, as legs are always stronger than arms and thus possess greater power.
After years of training, Fang Miao's leg techniques had become extremely powerful, making her nearly invincible in combat. However, at this moment, she felt increasingly alarmed with each kick. She was well aware of the strength in her legs and the speed at which she could strike, yet despite her storm-like assault, the Ancient Sorcerer did not retreat an inch. No matter from what angle she attacked, the Ancient Sorcerer simply raised a hand to block her effortlessly.
"How is this possible?"
In fact, Fang Miao had already suspected that the Ancient Sorcerer possessed formidable skills when they were in the Yard earlier. She knew he was quite strong, but she never expected him to be this monstrous—her grandfather's unit was composed of the elite among elites, filled with countless martial arts experts. Except for a few, all had been defeated by her. Yet now, she found herself unable to contend with the Ancient Sorcerer, and judging by his ease in dealing with her attacks, he seemed far more powerful than she had anticipated!
After defending against over a dozen kicks, the Ancient Sorcerer had gained a solid understanding of Fang Miao's abilities; she was undoubtedly skilled, but still far from being able to handle him.
As Fang Miao's leg came at him once more, the Ancient Sorcerer did not merely block this time. Instead, at the moment their hands and her leg made contact, his fingers transformed into iron claws that fiercely grabbed hold of Fang Miao's calf and yanked it towards himself.
Fang Miao felt as if her calf were caught in a vice grip; a sharp pain shot through her. To make matters worse, as the Ancient Sorcerer pulled on her leg, he yanked hard. Her body immediately lost balance and collided toward him.
A chill ran through Fang Miao as she realized she was in danger. Knowing that it would be nearly impossible to break free from the Ancient Sorcerer's grip while off balance, she decided to take a risk. Pushing off the ground with her left leg, she propelled herself toward him while simultaneously bending her left arm and elbow to "stab" at his abdomen.
Attacking with her legs required some distance, but anyone who underestimated Fang Miao because she primarily used leg strikes and thought she was unskilled in close combat would be gravely mistaken. In reality, her close-quarters fighting stemmed from Muay Thai, which remained incredibly lethal!
However, how could the Ancient Sorcerer be an ordinary person?
Facing Fang Miao's strike up close, he did not dodge or retreat; instead, he stepped forward and forcefully collided into her embrace.
Fang Miao was taken aback; she had never expected the Ancient Sorcerer to directly ignore her attack. She knew that if he were hit by her elbow, his ribs would surely break, and possibly even his internal organs would be damaged.
"Does he have a death wish? He can't be an enemy..."
This thought flashed through Fang Miao's mind like lightning but was quickly overshadowed by anger at the Ancient Sorcerer's "disregard." Without further hesitation, she increased the power in her left leg and charged full force toward him.
"Bang!"
With a light sound, just as the two bodies were about to collide, Fang Miao noticed that the Ancient Sorcerer's body suddenly twisted in an odd manner. His left hand unexpectedly reached out and gently tapped her elbow. This slight touch caused her elbow to lose all precision, and more critically, her body lost balance once again!
Fang Miao was alarmed; losing balance in such close proximity was absolutely fatal.
A faint smile appeared on his lips; his opportunity had come. The Ancient Sorcerer raised his hand and aimed for Fang Miao's waist, knowing that this strike would send her crashing to the ground—Fang Miao's body was already half bent over.
But at that moment, an unexpected change occurred. Fang Miao's leg suddenly lifted like the tail of a scorpion.
"Whoa!"
The Ancient Sorcerer was taken aback; after all, he wasn't facing an enemy and hadn't anticipated that Fang Miao would use such a move. Instantly, his waist was ensnared by her lifted leg.
Fang Miao's kick knocked the Ancient Sorcerer to the ground. However, since she had resorted to such a mutually destructive tactic, he didn't hold back either. As he fell, he intentionally pressed down onto Fang Miao.
"Thud!"
The two of them crashed heavily onto the floor, producing a loud sound akin to a massive sandbag hitting the ground.
"Ugh!"
Fang Miao let out a painful groan as the Ancient Sorcerer pressed down on her. His weight of one hundred sixty-seven pounds, combined with the deliberate force he exerted, made the impact quite significant.
Yet, her rigorous training from childhood had cultivated extraordinary resilience. Enduring the intense pain radiating from her back, Fang Miao clamped her other leg around the Ancient Sorcerer's waist and pushed herself up with both hands against the ground, flipping over and mounting him.
The Ancient Sorcerer reacted quickly. Just as Fang Miao's legs wrapped around his, he clamped his legs together as well. So when Fang Miao flipped onto him, their legs were tightly entangled.
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, the Ancient Sorcerer exerted his waist strength and immediately flipped Fang Miao down.
Fang Miao naturally would not easily concede, so for a moment, the two of them rolled on the Ring, each taking turns pressing the other down.
After dozens of rolls, while pressing Fang Miao down, the Ancient Sorcerer used both his legs and waist to apply force, pressing down hard as if he had taken root. This sudden firmness caught Fang Miao off guard.
After several attempts to exert force, she still couldn't "pry" the Ancient Sorcerer off her.
"Are you ready to give up..."
Clearly, Fang Miao was not someone who would easily give in. Before the Ancient Sorcerer could finish his sentence, she suddenly straightened her body and struck at his temples with both hands.
"Smack!"
The Ancient Sorcerer naturally did not take such an attack seriously. He swiftly grabbed Fang Miao's hands like lightning.
"That's enough!"
"Hmph, it's not over yet!"
Fang Miao shouted. Despite having her legs and hands restrained by the Ancient Sorcerer, she suddenly lifted her head and slammed it toward his waist.
"Damn it! This girl is really fierce! Do you think you're the only one who can headbutt?!"
The Ancient Sorcerer cursed inwardly. He knew that Fang Miao must have grown up in a military camp, so her aggressive style was not surprising. Otherwise, she wouldn't be using such a reckless tactic at this moment.
Lowering his head, the Ancient Sorcerer charged forward, colliding with her chest before Fang Miao could react.
"Thud!"
The Ancient Sorcerer's movement was too quick; Fang Miao had no time to respond before receiving a powerful blow to her chest. The impact was merciless, and she felt a sharp pain in her chest, stars flashing before her eyes. She wanted to continue struggling, but she was simply too weak. Everything went dark, and with a thud, she fell back onto the Ring.
It was unclear how much time had passed when Fang Miao slowly opened her eyes. Through her blurred vision, she saw the Ancient Sorcerer's face right in front of her.
Seeing that Fang Miao had woken up, the Ancient Sorcerer smiled and said, "How does it feel? Not so pleasant, huh? Have you given up yet?"
The Ancient Sorcerer did not loosen his grip; his legs were still wrapped around Fang Miao's legs, and his hands were firmly pressing down on hers.
"You! Hmph! Let me go!"
Fang Miao struggled hard a few times but found herself completely pinned down by the Ancient Sorcerer and unable to move.
"I won't let go unless you admit defeat!"
The Ancient Sorcerer had no intention of releasing her. With Fang Miao's fiery personality, unless she truly conceded, he knew that if he let go even for a moment, she would definitely try to fight him again.
"Hmph!"
Fang Miao responded to the Ancient Sorcerer's request with her actions, struggling fiercely. The Ancient Sorcerer felt quite troubled; there was no other way but to continue holding her down. However, the two were already very close, and with her vigorous struggles, they pressed even closer together, their bodies making contact and rubbing against each other.
Elasticity, astonishing elasticity!
The Ancient Sorcerer immediately felt the incredible elasticity of Fang Miao's body beneath him, especially in the area where her chest was pushed up. Furthermore, their thighs were tightly entangled; despite being separated by clothing, the friction created immense stimulation—especially after the Ancient Sorcerer became aware of this issue.
"Hmph! Let's see who gives in first!"
Feeling the Ancient Sorcerer's grip loosen slightly, Fang Miao, who had been looking for an opportunity, seized it. She exerted all her strength and managed to pin the Ancient Sorcerer beneath her.
A flash of white passed before his eyes as the Ancient Sorcerer turned his head slightly and said, "Well... you win."
Fang Miao was taken aback, surprised by the Ancient Sorcerer's sudden admission. However, she quickly realized what the problem was; during their intense struggle, her clothing had loosened. Especially as she sat on top of the Ancient Sorcerer and pressed down on his hands, a large area of her skin was exposed.
"Ah!"
Fang Miao exclaimed in shock, her face turning bright red as she hurriedly released the Ancient Sorcerer and jumped up.
Watching Fang Miao dash toward the restroom, the Ancient Sorcerer shook his head while getting up and muttered to himself, "This girl is really something else; but those legs are incredibly strong."
As a normal man, the Ancient Sorcerer naturally began to fantasize...
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