Straight punch, side kick, elbow strike, block.
The two’s movement frequency was getting faster and faster, and there were even some visible air currents surging between them—they had already produced sonic booms!
White Lion’s moves were quite vicious, with every punch coming from a rather tricky direction, and he would occasionally pull some dirty tricks, though he would deliberately slow them down a bit to give Li Chi some time to react.
But even so, Li Chi in his human state was still hard-pressed to parry, and could only passively defend.
Fortunately, his physical fitness was quite outstanding, so he could still hold on.
As time passed, Li Chi’s blue long hair gradually got soaked with sweat, somewhat obstructing his vision.
Bang!
Li Chi wasn’t paying attention for a moment, and White Lion’s fist struck his shoulder, making him retreat several steps and nearly unable to support his body as he almost fell.
“Next time, cut your hair shorter. In a real battle, having something like that block your vision could be fatal. Though it’s not visible after you transform, it’s still best to tidy it up just in case.”
White Lion gave a suggestion for Li Chi’s mistake—this was indeed for his own good.
Li Chi nodded, indicating that he understood.
The two then immediately started the second round.
Right from the start of the second round, White Lion noticed something was off.
In the first round, Li Chi had a hard time parrying his offensive; he had no way to predict his attack trajectories at all, and could only rely on his reaction speed to barely block or dodge.
But now it was different.
Though he was still being suppressed, Li Chi could clearly predict some rather tricky openings and seize those gaps to counterattack on the spot.
Though they were still blocked by White Lion, the current situation was clearly much better than before, when he couldn’t even fight back.
This kid… his talent is actually this high?!
White Lion secretly admired him, while also feeling a bit of regret.
Why won’t he learn the sword…
Even while distracted thinking about other things, White Lion could still suppress Li Chi.
The reason was simple: though after the previous round of feeding moves, Li Chi had grown somewhat, his skills and experience were still too lacking, completely no match for the highly skilled White Lion.
White Lion’s techniques weren’t just from daily practice; more often, they were killing moves honed during battles with enemies of comparable strength.
And this happened to be Li Chi’s shortcoming.
In his past battles, he relied more on his body’s advantages, emphasizing speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness—he was the type for first-sight kills, a high-health assassin.
So, if his usual tricks were once seen through by someone, and the enemy was of comparable strength, it would be easy to fall into a passive situation, and then he’d just be on the receiving end of beatings.
Li Chi had always known his shortcomings, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Now that he finally had someone willing to teach him in this regard, it should logically be something quite worth being happy about.
But, well, his own embarrassed appearance was really a bit humiliating.
For example, right now, Li Chi once again discovered a flaw in White Lion’s moves. He quickly seized this opportunity and punched upward.
Little did he know, this was a flaw White Lion had deliberately sold.
Li Chi fell for it.
White Lion quickly dodged Li Chi’s fist and used the momentum to lock his arm around his shoulder.
By the time Li Chi reacted and wanted to break free, he was already unable to move.
White Lion exerted force in another direction, flipping the off-balance Li Chi upward, then used that momentum to slam him to the ground, completing a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.
Second round—over!
“Ha—ha—ha—”
Li Chi lay on the ground, gasping for breath without any regard for his image, his sweat soaking his back. Even if he got covered in mud, he didn’t get up.
Because this was really too tiring.
Not just physically, but more so mentally exhausting.
Li Chi had to be on guard against White Lion’s sudden attacks at all times, and also divert attention to crack his dirty tricks.
Even though White Lion had already held back, he was still exhausted.
“How about it? Convinced or not?”
White Lion squatted down, looking at Li Chi, who was tired like a dog.
It was clear that he felt pretty good inside.
After all, this was a noob-stomping match. He’d already gone easy and still stomped the other side hard—of course he’d feel good.
“Huff—huff… You’re the better one!”
Li Chi gave him a thumbs up, indicating he was convinced.
“Hehehehehe…”
White Lion tilted his head back, letting out a laugh of unclear meaning.
“What are you laughing about? Beating a beginner like me makes you that proud?”
Right now, there were just the two big men here.
His little sister and her friends were probably still out cold on the street somewhere, so Li Chi simply tossed his usual image completely aside.
“I’m just asking if I won or not?”
White Lion said disdainfully, his eyes full of confidence from the victor.
“I have nothing to say to that…”
Li Chi didn’t retort further. After all, he had benefited greatly from that battle just now, and White Lion was still a big contributor.
“Alright, alright, it’s getting late. I should head back too. Have a good dream tonight.”
White Lion turned around cheerfully and left, having long thrown the matter of proving his innocence to the back of his mind.
“Wait… Pull me up first!”
“You’re not weak, figure it out yourself! Of course… if you can’t get up right now, that means you’re really weak!”
“Hey—who said that! Watch out, or I’ll sue you for slander!”
For men, you can say he’s weak, or say he’s useless, but you absolutely can’t say he’s impotent!
To prove he wasn’t impotent, Li Chi decisively did a kip-up from the ground.
The two looked at each other for a moment, said nothing, just nodded in tacit understanding, and then left one after another.
Though they didn’t deliberately show it, their relationship had already grown much closer through the feeding and receiving of moves just now. In a certain sense, they could be considered good brothers now.
For them, it could be considered a happy ending for all.
But… did I forget something?
Li Chi thought this on his way home.
Whatever, since I can’t remember, it must be something unimportant. If it’s unimportant, why bother with it? Home, home.
This guy had completely forgotten the purpose of why he came out tonight…