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Mo Ming and Evil Eye both reacted swiftly. At the moment Mo Ming's fist struck Evil Eye's chest, Evil Eye's foot also kicked into Mo Ming's abdomen. Both of them let out a muffled grunt and staggered backward in opposite directions.
Even though Mo Ming's punch had considerable force, Evil Eye's kick was undeniably stronger. In this exchange, it was clear that Evil Eye had the upper hand.
After taking a few steps back, Evil Eye managed to stabilize himself, but Mo Ming was unable to stop his momentum and continued to retreat.
"Boss, be careful!"
As Mo Ming stepped back, he missed his footing and began to fall. Everyone's heart raced with concern that this misstep would lead to his defeat at the hands of Evil Eye.
In the next moment, everyone relaxed as Mo Ming calmly reached out and grabbed the edge of the rooftop. With a strong pull, he flipped himself back onto the rooftop.
"Hmph, if you could lose that easily, I would be very disappointed," Evil Eye seemed to know that Mo Ming wouldn’t go down without a fight. As soon as Mo Ming got back up, Evil Eye charged forward and swung a punch at him.
Just as Mo Ming steadied himself, he saw the incoming fist. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and dodged. However, Evil Eye missed with his punch and followed up with a kick.
The kick came too suddenly for Mo Ming to prepare for it. He could only brace himself and block it with his arm.
"Hiss!"
The moment he blocked Evil Eye's kick, Mo Ming couldn't help but inhale sharply; the force behind that kick was tremendous. Even though his arm was strong enough to absorb some impact, he still felt a severe tingling sensation.
"Shura, is this all your strength? Hahaha, I'm truly disappointed!" Evil Eye chuckled mockingly but did not relent in his assault. Seizing the opportunity while Mo Ming was off balance, he unleashed three punches and two kicks in quick succession.
Each strike was powerful enough to create gusts of wind. Under the dim lights of nightfall, it was evident that every attack from Evil Eye sent dust swirling around them.
"Evil Eye is indeed a ruthless character; he shows no mercy. Taking advantage of Boss's momentary distraction, he's relentlessly attacking, putting Boss in a passive position where he can only defend," Poisonous Peak observed Mo Ming's unfavorable situation immediately. His clenched fists were so tight that his nails dug into his palms without him even noticing.
Seeing the duel on the rooftop, this cold-hearted guy frowned and said, "If Boss continues like this, he will definitely lose because that guy's offensive is too fierce. Even if Boss reacts quickly, it's hard to guarantee he won't get hit at least once."
In a battle between experts, just one mistake could mean defeat. If Mo Ming were hit by Evil Eye while failing to land a blow on him, the outcome would undoubtedly be Mo Ming's loss.
Fortunately, although Evil Eye had gained the upper hand earlier, Mo Ming was not going to be defeated so easily. Among those present, every person's gaze was filled with excitement and concern.
"Evil Eye is truly a monster. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that someone could master combat techniques to such an advanced level. No wonder Lord praises him as a weapon of destruction; it seems this time, Evil Eye cannot lose." Yin Jiu sighed in relief as he saw Evil Eye gaining the advantage.
Evil Eye was relentless, seizing every opportunity to take down Mo Ming, attacking with all his might, moving like a killing machine, fists and feet flying...
"Damn it, Evil Eye's strength is indeed formidable. Just now, I could have held my ground, but after accidentally taking a hit from him, he took control of the rhythm. Now I'm just being led around by him—what should I do?"
Even the usually calm Mo Ming felt anxious. The difference in strength between him and Evil Eye was not significant; at most, he was slightly stronger. However, after being careless and clashing with Evil Eye, he found himself at a disadvantage.
"Shura, if this continues, there will only be one outcome: you lose and I win. Hehe, I am really looking forward to seeing how the world-renowned Little Overlord Asura will end up committing suicide." Evil Eye said with a sinister smile.
It was a rare smile, yet it was exceptionally eerie. His strange glasses seemed to emit a faint glow in the night; at that moment, Evil Eye resembled a ghost from hell.
"To conclude who wins or loses now is premature!" A murderous intent flickered in Mo Ming's eyes as he desperately blocked Evil Eye's attacks while contemplating his strategy.
No one understood how passive Mo Ming's situation truly was. The relentless assault from Evil Eye, akin to a rain of pear blossoms, packed tremendous explosive power with every punch and kick. Even if Mo Ming managed to block his attacks, the pain made it difficult for him to concentrate.
Evil Eye looked down on him; in his view, the outcome had already been decided earlier. Everything Mo Ming did now was merely futile struggles before death.
In a moment of carelessness, Evil Eye struck fiercely at Mo Ming's chest. As Mo Ming staggered back, Evil Eye seized the opportunity to pursue him.
"Mo Ming, what's wrong with you? Why do your attacks seem weaker and weaker? Why is there fear in your heart...?"
"You must remember that you are a king; you are called Shura!"
"The reason strong people are called strong is not because they are the strongest but because they grow stronger when faced with strength. All extraordinary martial arts are lifeless; only the human brain is alive. What you need to do is have awareness during battle—you are someone who grows stronger when faced with strength!"
Just when Mo Ming felt increasingly powerless, his mind inexplicably recalled the teachings of his master, the Grim Reaper. Every word echoed in Mo Ming's head.
Suddenly, Mo Ming had a moment of realization and couldn't help but laugh maniacally, "Haha, I've been living too leisurely and completely forgot such an important thing!"
"Hey, what's wrong with the boss? Is he going crazy?" Iron Man was puzzled. At this critical moment, Mo Ming's sudden laughter left everyone stunned.
Evil Eye frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at my own foolishness; it has nothing to do with you!" A newfound dominance flashed in Mo Ming's eyes as he smirked, "Evil Eye, from now on, our duel is what truly matters!"
As Evil Eye launched a powerful punch, Mo Ming's sharp gaze shifted. His right hand swiftly reached out, dodging Evil Eye's fist and tightly gripping his wrist.
"What!?"
Evil Eye was taken aback but quickly regained his emotionless facade. He attempted to shake off Mo Ming's grip but couldn't dislodge Mo Ming's fist.
Seizing the opportunity, Mo Ming threw another punch, coldly smirking, "I've heard too much about you, which led me to make a serious mistake. I panicked; I almost fell into a trap."
"You've gotten out of it, haven't you?" Evil Eye countered as he swung his other fist. The two became entangled in a fierce struggle, neither willing to give an inch. Onlookers watched as their hands moved so quickly they seemed to blur; in the blink of an eye, Mo Ming and Evil Eye had exchanged over a dozen blows without either gaining the upper hand.
"Yes, I got out of it. In an instant, I emerged. If a person harbors fears in their heart, their strength will be concealed. But I am Asura—a person who fears nothing and grows stronger when faced with challenges!" Mo Ming declared powerfully.
Just moments ago, when he was at a disadvantage and on the brink of defeat, Mo Ming recalled the Grim Reaper's teachings: a strong person becomes stronger when faced with strength and remains fearless.
At the beginning of his confrontation with Evil Eye, Mo Ming maintained an appearance of calmness while internally being clouded by everything he had heard about Evil Eye. This made him anxious and desperate for survival, putting him in a passive position.
However, after remembering the Grim Reaper's teachings, Mo Ming instantly felt at ease. Fearless and fully committed to the battle, he utilized his genius combat mind to analyze the evolving dynamics of the fight and directed his body accordingly.
His genius combat mind was Mo Ming's greatest asset; in other words, it was his golden key to stepping onto the throne of King of Soldiers. With this brain designed for battle, Mo Ming could indeed grow stronger when faced with strength!
"It seems things have become interesting. A strong opponent indeed, Evil Eye. I want to see if you have the ability to defeat me!" Evil Eye said with a cold smile, his eyes revealing an imperceptible delight.
Mo Ming's lips curled into a confident smile as he replied, "Alright, Evil Eye, let me show you how I become stronger when faced with a strong opponent. I guarantee you'll die with your eyes closed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ming forcefully twisted the hand of Evil Eye that he had captured. Evil Eye resisted fiercely and did not allow Mo Ming to turn it. At the same time, Evil Eye's foot shot out like a cannonball, aiming directly at Mo Ming's lower body.
"Ha..." Mo Ming chuckled lightly, having anticipated this move. He released Evil Eye's wrist, swiftly dodging the leg strike and maneuvering behind Evil Eye.
Evil Eye kicked into empty air and attempted to rebound and turn around, striking back with his elbow. However, Mo Ming was slightly faster; just as Evil Eye was about to turn, he pressed down on Evil Eye's shoulder with one hand and grabbed his chin with the other, forcefully twisting it upward toward the sky.
"Damn it!" Evil Eye cursed bitterly.
Mo Ming's defensive maneuver was executed skillfully; this move neutralized Evil Eye's elbow attack. But Evil Eye was not so easily subdued. He grabbed Mo Ming's hand with one hand and stomped down with his foot, curling his body like a worm and kicking toward Mo Ming's head with his right foot.
Just as it seemed that Evil Eye was making a difficult attack against Mo Ming, the latter was already prepared. Both of them fell forward as Mo Ming thrust his legs forward.
"Ah~" Evil Eye's head hit the ground while Mo Ming's head collided with his. Naturally, it was Evil Eye who cried out in pain, while Mo Ming seized control with a series of clever moves.
Evil Eye's eyes now concealed a murderous intent as he twisted like a giant python, standing up completely. Mo Ming also quickly got back on his feet, retreating to maintain a certain distance between them; neither dared to make another move.
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