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In the darkness, the shadow moved with incredible speed, as if the pitch-black surroundings were swallowing the only visible figure. The speed was truly frightening, yet despite how terrifyingly fast the shadow was, Mo Ming's gaze remained firmly locked onto it.
Every movement was unable to escape Mo Ming's sight, and a calm expression filled his face. A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he charged towards the shadow.
"I have to admit, you do have some skill. However, choosing to come here may be the biggest mistake of your life... because tonight will be your last stand!" With that final declaration, Mo Ming's steps became even more fierce.
After their earlier exchanges, Mo Ming had already gauged the strength of his opponent. Even if the shadow still held back, Mo Ming no longer had the patience to play along. This time, he unleashed all his power.
Mo Ming's speed was astonishing, creating a gust of wind as he moved. If anyone were to measure their speeds at that moment, they would clearly notice that Mo Ming had the upper hand; even the shadow felt its speed was inferior to Mo Ming's.
However, moving quickly did not necessarily mean being strong. The true measure of strength could only be determined through actual combat. Thus, even though it was outpaced by Mo Ming, the shadow showed no signs of retreating.
Soon enough, they met in combat. At the moment of contact, both unleashed their attacks with ruthless intent, aiming to eliminate each other as quickly as possible. True fighting did not require flashy techniques; as long as one could kill their opponent, it was a good move.
Their attacks reflected this mindset—murderous intent filled the air with every strike aimed at killing the other. There were no elaborate tactics; they simply seized any opening and attacked without hesitation.
After another brief exchange, Mo Ming estimated the shadow's strength. If it were fighting without holding back, then with such abilities alone, this shadow could not possibly be his opponent!
It was important to note that throughout their fight, Mo Ming had yet to reveal his most terrifying side. Therefore, if the shadow had truly shown all its strength and this was all it had, then Mo Ming was absolutely confident he could defeat it within twenty moves.
Seizing an opportunity, a glint of murderous intent flashed in Mo Ming's eyes as he prepared to strike with a powerful punch aimed at the shadow's fist. Both were forced back by the impact. Mo Ming quickly steadied himself and shot forward again, gathering power for another punch.
The shadow also regained its footing swiftly; however, Mo Ming's fist was already closing in on it. It couldn't block in time and dared not attempt to absorb the blow directly; instead, it quickly dodged out of the way. Why?
Because their earlier exchanges had instilled a sense of fear in the shadow regarding Mo Ming's terrifying punches—they felt like hitting steel plates and left its arms tingling. Knowing that its fists were no match for Mo Ming's strength, it naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to confront that lethal edge head-on.
Yet while the shadow understood the beginning of this encounter, it did not grasp its conclusion. Unfamiliar with Mo Ming's true capabilities, it failed to realize that avoiding him would only dig its own grave!
Everyone understood that what made a warrior like Mo Ming so formidable was his overly sensitive reflexes—his battle-hardened mind designed for combat was terrifyingly effective. It seemed there were no techniques involved; however, during battle, he had already prepared a series of complex and unpredictable moves that left those familiar with warriors trembling in fear—it was truly difficult to handle.
It was like a dead end; once you entered, there would be no way out. Yet, you had to walk into that dead end, or else you might not even get the chance to enter and would be completely finished.
This was precisely the terrifying aspect of Mo Ming. His extremely perfect and rapid predictions made one feel as if they were being led by the nose, unable to resist.
Sure enough, the shadow still could not escape. Before it even realized what was happening, it was forced into the alley designed by Mo Ming. As the shadow tried to dodge Mo Ming's punch, Mo Ming immediately reacted by retracting his fist and extending his leg.
"Fool, don't you understand that your lower body is wide open now?" A glimmer of joy flashed in the shadow's eyes as it attempted to counterattack while Mo Ming's lower body was exposed.
This seemed quite foolish. If Mo Ming continued with his punching strategy, the shadow would find itself in a situation where it was being suppressed. However, Mo Ming was not foolish; even if he pressed the attack, it would only be temporary, and the opponent would still have a chance to turn defense into offense.
If he wanted to strike, he needed to ensure that his enemy could not retaliate at all!
"Ha, who’s the fool now? You’ll probably understand that soon enough," Mo Ming sneered. He did not kick; that was merely a feint to deceive the shadow. He quickly stepped back and shot towards the shadow. "Don’t you think it’s suspicious to expose a flaw so easily?"
"Hmph, you’re quite good at setting traps, but that won’t defeat me!" The shadow reacted swiftly, stopping its steps and throwing a punch at Mo Ming.
"I will satisfy you," Mo Ming said with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth. He lightly tilted his body to evade the shadow's punch and aimed straight for its vital point. Mo Ming suddenly gathered strength in his right fist and struck towards the shadow's chest.
"This—how is this possible!" The shadow was greatly surprised by Mo Ming's series of actions that seemed to read its mind and failed to dodge in time.
Taking a solid punch from Mo Ming, the shadow was forced to retreat. However, Mo Ming did not give it a chance to catch its breath; he charged forward again and delivered a flying kick straight to the shadow's abdomen.
In panic, the shadow quickly raised its hand to block, but before it could react with a blocking motion, Mo Ming retracted his leg and spun in mid-air. The other leg whipped out like a whip and struck fiercely against the shadow's face.
That kick was clearly powerful; otherwise, it wouldn’t have knocked the shadow down to the ground with just one hit.
"Are you satisfied now?" Mo Ming yawned and said, "Your strength is decent, but not as impressive as I imagined."
In just a brief exchange lasting less than twenty seconds, Mo Ming had already knocked the shadow down to the ground.
"Really underestimated you, kid. Your abilities are indeed beyond my imagination. The Asura I know probably has strength similar to yours now."
Black Shadow felt that he could never put on a brave front like this. Now that he had fallen into Mo Ming's hands, he accepted that he was outmatched.
"Who are you? State your name. Don't act like a mouse; it will only make me look down on you," Mo Ming said coldly.
"Haha... Since you want to know, what difference does it make if I tell you? I hope you remember not just my name but also my appearance, because someone has already offered a high price for your head," the shadow laughed wildly and then slowly walked towards Mo Ming.
Mo Ming made no move, but he became alert. One could easily capsize in murky waters; he was not arrogant enough to think his current strength could overcome all schemes.
Just as the shadow approached within two meters, the moonlight seemed to know what was happening and miraculously slipped out from behind the dark clouds, showering the ground with silver light and illuminating the earth.
Both sides took this opportunity to see each other's faces clearly.
"It’s you?"
"Asura!"
"Four-Faced Buddha!"
Both recognized each other’s appearance quickly and displayed expressions of surprise. The shadow was the Four-Faced Buddha hired by Reed to kill Mo Ming. Even if Mo Ming turned to ashes, the Four-Faced Buddha would still remember him, especially since Mo Ming had not changed much in appearance.
Mo Ming recognized the Four-Faced Buddha not because of their previous encounter; he had completely disregarded that fight and did not consider the Four-Faced Buddha one of his enemies. If the Four-Faced Buddha had not appeared before him, Mo Ming would have forgotten about such a formidable opponent.
"Ah, no wonder I wondered who dared to be so arrogant and call themselves Asura. It turns out it really is you. Asura, you've made me search hard for you!" The Four-Faced Buddha's eyes showed delight, revealing an unyielding fierceness deep within him, clearly having cast aside any fear of Mo Ming's terrifying strength.
"You’re looking for me?" Mo Ming shook his head with a smile and said, "I truly didn't expect that our previous encounter would leave such an impression on you. It makes me feel somewhat honored. But now that you've found me, what will you do?"
"Nothing much, Asura. I know my strength still can't surpass yours, but there are countless ways to kill someone in this world. There will always be a method to take you down. Just wait; I will kill you," the Four-Faced Buddha said with a cold smile. "I won't keep you company tonight; I'm leaving!"
Hearing this, Mo Ming stepped forward and reached out to capture the Four-Faced Buddha.
"If I want to escape, you really can't catch me!" The Four-Faced Buddha quickly threw four black balls to the ground. The balls exploded, releasing a thick white mist that was extremely potent and nauseating. Mo Ming realized that the Four-Faced Buddha had already fled far away and could only retreat from within.
At that moment, the security forces of the community heard the commotion and rushed over. Due to the distance, they did not immediately recognize Mo Ming and warned, "If you dare to move recklessly, be careful we will turn you into a beehive!"
Mo Ming said in a deep voice, "It's me!"
Upon hearing Mo Ming's words, those people immediately understood that the shadow was their Shura Boss. They quickly gathered around and upon closer inspection confirmed it was indeed Mo Ming. They were astonished and exclaimed, "Shura Boss, what are you doing here?"
"Someone has infiltrated the community; didn't you notice anything at all?" Mo Ming spoke with a hint of reproach. "Hmph, I don't want this to happen a second time, understand? Every corner of this community must be secured; I don't want even a mosquito to get in!"
It wasn't that Mo Ming had a bad temper; it was just that the security forces were truly too weak. Not only did they fail to notice the intruder, but after such a long confrontation, they only now heard the commotion. This made Mo Ming feel as if he could be ambushed at any moment!
"Understood, Shura Boss!" they replied loudly.
Mo Ming's gaze was cold as he scanned the group and then said, "Quickly search the surroundings to see if there are any other people in the community. Also, use scanners to check if there are any listening devices or surveillance equipment installed!"
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