Shu Bai's hands gripped Li Yuheng's shoulders tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if she wanted to pour all her unease and expectations into him.
After a moment of surprise, Li Yuheng quickly recovered.
His wife is really fixated on that broken pointer!
He immediately abandoned all joking thoughts, wrapped his arms around Shu Bai's waist, and took the initiative, trying to soothe the panic with his own rhythm.
When the kiss ended, Shu Bai's breathing became disordered, and he almost immediately looked down at his watch.
The pointer stubbornly remained in the same spot.
Actually, Shu Bai thought about it all night and finally figured it out: if once isn't enough, do it twice; if twice isn't enough, do it three times; if three times isn't enough, do it four times...
That should allow me to cross the green line, right?
If all else fails... then we'll do another deep-level intervention.
Anyway, he's determined to get a result today.
"Again."
Shu Bai, panting, sharpened her eyes and kissed him again, more forcefully and recklessly than before.
once.
twice.
three times.
…
The sparse white is like a tireless battering ram, striking again and again, and checking the results each time.
Each disappointment made his eyes more anxious, his movements more impatient, and even carried a hint of self-destructive ferocity.
A slight stinging sensation came from her lips, and Li Yuheng knew that this couldn't go on.
When Shu Bai tried to check his watch again, Li Yuheng suddenly grabbed his wrist, stopping him.
“Shubai, that’s enough,” Li Yuheng’s voice was a little hoarse, “look at me.”
Shu Bai struggled for a moment but couldn't break free. He raised his eyes, which were bloodshot, and he looked embarrassed that his intentions had been seen through.
"What's the rush?" Li Yuheng stared into his eyes. "Or rather... what are you afraid of?"
"I didn't!" Shu Bai retorted instinctively, raising her voice, but sounding even more guilty.
He abruptly looked away: "Afraid? What do I have to be afraid of? I just want my watch to turn green as soon as possible, so I can get out of this hellhole as quickly as possible."
Looking at his flushed ears and forced coldness, Li Yuheng's suspicions were confirmed.
He didn't press further, but simply released her hand and casually changed the subject: "Okay, it's good that you're not afraid. Staying cooped up in your room all the time isn't very effective for calming down. Come on, I'll take you somewhere."
Where to?
"Training ground."
Li Yuheng snapped his fingers and walked towards the door first. "Let's stretch our muscles and clear our minds. Maybe a little exercise will calm us down?"
Shu Bai stared at Li Yuheng's back and hesitated for a moment.
He really needed to do something to release the restlessness surging within him, instead of continuing to be trapped in the room, struggling with a kiss and a ticking clock.
He pursed his lips, but ultimately followed after him.
The training grounds of the Third War Zone are extremely large, divided into multiple areas to accommodate sentries of different ranks and statuses.
There weren't many people in the arena at the time; only a few sentries were conducting rehabilitation training in the equipment area.
Upon seeing Shu Bai enter, everyone instinctively stopped what they were doing, and the atmosphere instantly became somewhat tense.
Shu Bai was already used to this silent rejection, and walked straight towards an empty combat training area without looking to the side.
Li Yuheng leaned lazily against the equipment, watching Shu Bai take off his coat and start warming up. His movements were standard and swift, carrying a long-suppressed explosive power.
"Tsk, beautiful." Li Yuheng stroked his chin, praising without reservation.
No wonder he's a sentry, his physical fitness is really good.
My body has recovered today, and even the obvious red marks on my neck have mostly faded.
After warming up, Shu Bai walked up to Li Yuheng and asked, "And then?"
Li Yuheng pointed to the force gauge next to him: "Try this? Let me see how hard an S-class Sentinel's fist is."
Shu Bai glanced at the instrument with the highest tolerance level marked as S, said nothing, walked up to it, took a deep breath, exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and slammed a simple, heavy punch into the bullseye.
"Bang--!"
With a loud bang, the entire force gauge trembled violently, and the numbers on the display screen skyrocketed, instantly breaking through the A-level threshold and continuing to rise until they finally stopped at the S-level limit, emitting a piercing alarm.
All the sentries in the training field looked over, their faces filled with shock and fear.
Shu Bai slowly withdrew his fist, his knuckles slightly red, his breathing unchanged, but he turned to look at Li Yuheng with a slight raised eyebrow.
Li Yuheng clapped his hands: "Wow! Awesome! But..."
He changed the subject, "Just playing against machines is boring. Come on, want to spar with me?"
"...With you? The guide?"
"What, you look down on the guide?" Li Yuheng straightened up, cracked his neck, and his joints made a soft clicking sound. "Or is it that the Shubai sentry is too afraid?"
"You asked for it."
The two stood still, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Shu Bai launched the first attack, moving so fast that he was just a blur, and swept a fierce whip kick towards Li Yuheng's side.
That kick was incredibly powerful, creating a whooshing sound. If it had landed, the bones would probably have cracked.
Li Yuheng did not dodge or evade. His left hand shot out like lightning, accurately blocking Shu Bai's ankle. His right hand then grabbed Shu Bai's calf and pulled him forward with the force, while he cleverly tripped him at the same time.
Shu Bai's strength was diverted, his lower body became unstable for a moment, and he staggered forward.
But he had an extremely strong fighting instinct. He suddenly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, forcefully turning his center of gravity, and his other elbow slammed into Li Yuheng's face.
Li Yuheng dodged by tilting his head, released his grip, took a half step back, and said with a grin, "Wow, are you serious?"
Shu Bai's eyes grew colder, and his attacks became increasingly fierce, unleashing a storm of punches, elbows, knees, and kicks upon Li Yuheng.
His fighting skills were honed through six years of practice here, based on his memory; they are ruthless, efficient, and without any unnecessary movements.
Li Yuheng's movements were quite unpredictable. He seemed to be narrowly avoiding attacks, but he always managed to evade them by the slightest margin, like a slippery fish.
He occasionally parried and countered, his angles were tricky and his power was not weak, forcing Shu Bai to retreat and defend.
The two moved quickly across the empty training ground, their figures intersecting, their fists and feet colliding with a dull thud.
The other sentries were already dumbfounded. They had never seen anyone survive so many moves from Shu Bai, let alone a guide!
The more he fought, the more alarmed he became.
Li Yuheng's strength and speed were indeed inferior to his because he was a guide.
But his combat awareness, anticipation, and almost instinctive cunning adaptability completely exceeded his understanding of the Guide.
This guy doesn't seem like a guide raised in a greenhouse at all; he seems more like a seasoned veteran who's been through the wringer in some kind of muddy quagmire.
Unable to break through after a long struggle, the anxiety stirred up by the pointer in Shu Bai's heart surged up again.
His eyes flashed, and his offensive suddenly changed again. He completely abandoned defense and adopted a style of fighting that would result in mutual destruction, only wanting to take down this annoying guy in front of him as soon as possible.
Li Yuheng sensed the anxiety and eagerness to prove himself in Shu Bai's offensive.
He stopped dodging and seized an opening, taking a heavy punch from Shu Bai head-on. Using the momentum, he leaped back and landed steadily, raising his hand and saying, "Stop!"
Shu Bai stopped, panting, her chest heaving, staring at him with hostility, not understanding why he had called a halt.
Li Yuheng rubbed his numb arm and grinned, "Ouch...that was intense. But Shu Bai Sentinel, you were too hasty. You only wanted to take me down, did you forget how to control the pace? You're like this on the battlefield too? If I remember correctly, an S-rank Sentinel shouldn't just be strong and have strong senses, but also..."
Li Yuheng first pointed to his temples, then to the location of his heart.
"And absolute control over this place, huh?"
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