Chapter 111 Beating the Dog
"Worried about tomorrow's game?" Tang Jingmo handed her a cup of hot tea.
Xiaobai took the cup but didn't drink it: "It's not worry...it's excitement."
Her eyes sparkled in the darkness. “Do you know what the first novel I read in the apocalypse was?”
Tang Jingmo shook his head.
"It's an ancient book called The Legend of the Condor Heroes. In it, Huang Rong's dog-beating stick technique was so cool. Later, I really met a martial arts master. Hehe... Watch how I beat the dog tomorrow!"
Xiao Bai rarely mentioned her martial arts heritage, he only knew that she was very skilled.
"But we're still short of a dog-beating stick!" Xiaobai stroked his chin, walked around the room, and suddenly had a good idea.
The next morning, the competition venue was packed.
The fighting skills exhibition adopts a free challenge system, with representatives from various countries taking turns to accept challenges from others.
The strong man from the Northern Federation won the first battle, knocking down three challengers in a row;
The female soldier from the Beer Country used Jiu-Jitsu to knock out the representative from the Samba Country;
Hunter from the Eagle Country easily defeated the Bear Country player using military fighting techniques.
"Now, please welcome the representative of Huaxia East Country, Miss Lin Xiaobai!" The host's voice spread throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.
Xiaobai came on stage wearing a simple black training suit, without any fancy decorations, except for a red ribbon tied around his waist - the traditional symbol of challenge for Chinese warriors.
She clasped her fists and saluted, then pointed directly in the direction of the Japanese delegation: "I heard that you have admired me for a long time, Sato Kenichi, do you dare to come up and play?"
The whole audience was in an uproar.
This kind of designated challenge is extremely rare in the history of the competition. If the opponent does not dare to accept the challenge, it is almost equivalent to public humiliation.
Sato's face turned pale, and after Hunter nodded, he jumped over three rows of seats and landed heavily in the middle of the venue.
"I will make you regret this decision, China woman." He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, and his Japanese-accented Chinese was like a blunt knife cutting meat.
Xiaobai smiled: "Is your throat better? It seems that the dog food that Daddy America gave you is effective."
She deliberately responded in Japanese, "But after today, you may need to eat somewhere else - I heard the food in hell is pretty good."
As soon as the referee announced the start, Sato rushed in like a cannonball.
His speed was at least thirty percent faster than yesterday, and his fists tore through the air with explosive sounds.
Xiaobai didn't take it head-on, but slid away like a fish and slapped Sato on the back with his palm.
"Don't be in a hurry to get beaten!"
Xiao Bai pulled out a short black stick about 1.2 meters long from the equipment box and made a flower with it in his hand:
"What your master injected you with looks good, but...tsk tsk tsk..."
She noticed that Sato's movements were more mechanical than before, his eyes were dull but full of aggression, like a mad dog whose pain nerves had been pulled out.
In his hand he held a tactical dagger, the blade glowing with an eerie blue light—it was that neurotoxin again!
Sato's dagger pierced her throat at such a speed that it almost left an afterimage.
Xiaobai did not dodge or evade. When the tip of the knife was still three inches away from the skin, he suddenly turned sideways and hit Sato's wrist with the short stick from bottom to top.
“Bang!”
The sound of bone cracking echoed throughout the training ground. Sato's wrist bent unnaturally, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.
But to Xiaobai's surprise, he did not cry out in pain. Instead, he used his other hand to make a claw and grabbed her face fiercely!
"Sure enough I don't feel any pain..." Xiaobai thought to himself, his body floating backwards like willow catkins, while the short stick danced out a black light curtain in front of him.
This is the starting move of the improved version of the Dog Beating Stick Technique - "Mad Dog Blocking the Road".
The short stick seemed to have life in her hands, sometimes stabbing like a spear, sometimes lashing like a whip.
Sato's three consecutive attacks were accurately blocked by the short stick.
The fourth time, he suddenly changed his tactics and swept his leg forward, sweeping up a cloud of snow and mud that blocked his vision.
At the moment when Xiaobai's vision was blocked, he pulled out a dagger from his boot and aimed it directly at Xiaobai's lower abdomen!
"bite!"
At the critical moment, Xiaobai's short stick came out from an incredible angle like a poisonous snake and hit the blade accurately.
This "Dog-beating and Tongue-touching" move contained internal strength, which made Sato's palm numb.
But he managed to hold the weapon with the muscle strength enhanced by drugs.
"Is this all you can do?" Sato grinned, bloody saliva oozing from the corners of his mouth, "Chinese martial arts are only this good!"
Xiaobai didn't answer, but suddenly changed the way he held the stick and held it horizontally in front of his chest.
This seemingly defensive action is actually the starting position of the Dog Beating Stick Technique's killing move "The Vicious Dog Bite Back".
When Sato pounced again, her short stick suddenly spit out the tongue of a poisonous snake, hitting Sato's elbow, shoulder and neck in succession at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
“Puff! Puff! Puff!”
Three muffled sounds almost merged into one. Sato's right arm suddenly went limp, as if the bones had been pulled out.
He was shocked to find that his entire arm was completely out of control!
"This is impossible..." he roared, his voice like a broken bellows, "Our medicine should be able to block the nerve attack!"
Xiao Bai sneered, spinning the short stick rapidly in his palm: "The Dog Beating Stick Technique is only used to beat mad dogs. What do you think the purpose of improving this thousand-year-old martial art is?"
She suddenly lowered her body and attacked Sato's lower body with her short stick like a storm, "It's to deal with you drug-addicted bastards!"
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
Every time the short stick hit Sato's knee, it made a teeth-grinding dull sound.
Sato was forced to retreat again and again, and his drug-strengthened muscles could not completely offset the damage caused by such precise strikes.
His movements began to become slow, like a rusty machine.
On the sidelines, Hunter's expression became increasingly ugly.
He said something into the communicator, and Sato suddenly let out a roar that was not like that of a human. His eyes turned completely blood red, and he pounced on Xiaobai regardless of anything!
"Frenzy Agent..." Tang Jingmo saw this scene from a distance, and his heart sank. This was the latest combat agent developed by the American Federation, which could make people completely lose their minds and turn into killing machines, but the price was that the user would definitely die afterwards.
Facing the beast-like Sato, Xiaobai became calmer. The trajectory of her short stick suddenly became erratic, sometimes like a dragon playing in the water, sometimes like a tiger descending from the mountain. This is her original technique of integrating Baguazhang body movements with the big dog stick method - "wandering dog playing with tiger".
Every time Sato attacked, he missed. However, Xiaobai's short stick was like a thorn in his flesh, hitting his weak spot accurately every time. After three moves, Sato's left knee finally couldn't bear the burden. With a crisp sound, his kneecap was dislocated!
"Ah——!" Sato finally cried out in pain and fell to his knees in the mud. But he was still as fierce as ever, grabbing a handful of mud mixed with crushed ice and throwing it at Xiao Bai's face!
Xiaobai was prepared. He dodged with a side roll, and at the same time, the short stick came out of a venomous snake's hole and hit Sato right in the middle of the body.
This strike contained 70% of her internal energy. Sato was struck by lightning and flew backwards two meters and fell heavily on the icy ground.
"The last move," Xiaobai slowly walked towards the limp Sato, tapping his palm with the short stick, "beat the dog and send it back to the mountain."
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