Chapter 14 The Troupe Leader of Meteor City 14 (Revised) Motorcycle...
There's always a way out.
Ayana took a deep breath, a flash of inspiration struck her, and she suddenly thought of a solution.
Unable to exert force with the leg that was being restrained, Ayana simply concentrated all her strength on her other leg.
She used one leg to forcefully wrap around Wojkin's thigh and tried her best to pull it inward.
The intense pain from the compression came from his thigh. Uvogin knew Ayana's purpose all too well. He suppressed the pain and tried to pry Ayana's legs apart with his hands, but in that instant, he gave Ayana an opportunity.
Ayana's two fists were still empty. With her excellent flexibility, she arched her back and landed one fist on Uvogin's arm and the other on his face, sinking deep into his skin.
The three successive pains caused Uvogin to let out a painful roar, and the hand that was gripping Ayana involuntarily loosened its hold.
A sharp, stinging pain shot through Ayana's ears, and blood flowed from both ears once more.
But she had no time to pay attention, and like a slippery snake, she used Uvogin's body to shift her position, once again occupying Uvogin's upper body.
She stood up and kicked Uvogin in the back again.
The powerful force caused Uvogin to plummet rapidly, while the reaction force also caused Ayana to rise even higher in the air.
If Ayana had fallen from that height, she would probably have met the same fate as Uvogin, with neither of them gaining anything.
She didn't bother to look at Uvogin's current state; her eyes were constantly searching for a place to land.
But there weren't any good landing spots around, unless Ayana was willing to land on a "mountain" made of garbage.
Ayana hesitated for a second, then ultimately chose to take a different route.
Although Uvogin's muscular build looks stiff, it's at least a human-shaped cushion, which is much better than a hard, unyielding ground, right?
Moreover... if she really did fall onto Uvogin like that, it would also be a second attack on Uvogin.
Although this move would inflict a thousand damages on the enemy but eight hundred on yourself.
Uvogin landed first, the friction of the ground tearing his clothes on the back, followed by pain. But he didn't waste a moment because of the pain, his eyes fixed on Ayana in the air, his arms outstretched.
Uvogin was prepared to seize Ayana. Once Ayana was in his hands, he would grab her head and slam her to the ground, leaving her with no strength or chance to stand up.
"Clang!"
The can was thrown to the ground, and the sound reached both of their ears at the same time.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" The voice was slightly provocative, but contained the excitement of discovering something interesting.
A blond man riding a motorcycle suddenly appeared in front of the two.
The motorcycle was modified; the body was covered in scratches, and a protective railing had been specially installed on the back seat, making it look like a baby seat.
The blond boy in the driver's seat grinned at them with a malicious smile.
There was also a little boy sitting in the back seat. He was very small and had the same black hair as Kuroro, but it was sticking up and floating in the air, which looked a bit strange.
The boy was wearing a tattered white vest, his large chest revealing large areas of his skin. He didn't look very kind, and his expressionless face was quite cold.
"If you want to fight, roll away and fight somewhere else."
The blond boy turned the accelerator, his lips parted slightly, and a malicious snort escaped from his nose as the starter hissed. "Don't block the way."
The motorcycle suddenly accelerated, heading straight for the point where Ayana and Uvogin were meeting. If Ayana were hit by the motorcycle, her skull would probably shatter instantly.
Uvogin was startled and could no longer concentrate on the battle. He suddenly sat up from the ground, reached out and grabbed Ayana, protecting her head and holding her in his arms, using his strong and broad back to take the brunt of the impact.
The two were knocked forward and rolled several times.
Uvogin managed to avoid injuring Ayana, doing everything he could to prevent her from falling to the ground, but his own arms and back were a bloody mess.
He vomited several pieces of blood.
"Wokin?!"
Blood splattered on Ayana's chin. She stared in disbelief at the scene before her, her eyes wide with shock. "Why did you do this?" she asked.
His mouth was full of blood, making it impossible for Uvogin to say a word. He coughed several more times, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, before he could barely speak.
Despite being in extremely poor condition, Uvogin still grinned at Ayana with a blood-stained smile: "I'm happy to!"
His words were somewhat slurred due to the blood in his mouth.
"Yes, yes, that's the right way."
The blond man stopped his motorcycle at a spot, put one foot on the ground, and said sarcastically, "We're all residents of Trendy Street, fighting isn't a good idea."
The black-haired boy in the back seat remained silent, but his gaze met Ayana's.
Although the boy has the same black eyes as Kuroro, the proportion of black in his pupils is very small, with most of his eyes being white, making him look cold and murderous, with a very fierce look in his eyes.
His lips tightened into a straight line, his eyes scanned Ayana for a moment, then he frowned slightly before looking away, his eyes filled with disgust.
Ayana: ...?
Why does she feel like she's being disliked?
"If you fight in secret, you'll be punished by me."
The blond boy's voice rose and fell, his leg trembling as he stood, and he chuckled sinisterly: "If I find out about this again next time, it won't be that simple."
He sneered and turned the handle again, intending to leave.
The black-haired boy sitting behind him had calm, unwavering eyes, staring straight ahead without glancing to the side. He muttered something in a low voice, seemingly urging him on.
Uvogin's back and arms were still bleeding, the blood seeping from the wounds and flowing onto the ground, onto Ayana's cheeks and clothes, making her face grow increasingly gloomy and unsightly.
You hurt someone and you think you can just leave?
The blond boy twisted the handlebars of the motorcycle while stepping on the pedals, revealing two rows of white teeth, his laughter both arrogant and chilling.
Giving Uvogin trouble made him very happy, and his smile deepened as a result. As he started the motorcycle, he decided to give Uvogin some more trouble, turning the motorcycle head towards Uvogin's direction.
But then, the blond boy's vision went black.
Under the golden sunlight, the girl suddenly jumped onto the top of the motorcycle, her body seemingly radiating light. Her feet were on the front of the motorcycle, and her eyes were wide open.
Her face, which was originally innocent and gentle, suddenly became sinister, emanating a constant stream of cold air.
"You just said, who should be punished?"
A murderous aura suddenly filled the air; the girl's voice was completely flat, and a cold wind howled.
The wind blew through, making the leaves rustle and rustle.
In the silence, the commotion became even more pronounced, mingling with the girl's flat, monotone voice, further intensifying the chilling feeling.
With her knuckles cracking, Ayana clenched her fist and aimed it at the blond boy's face, a face that made one want to lash out.
The moment he threw a punch, the black-haired boy in the back seat suddenly blocked it, and with his other hand, he forcefully pressed the blond boy's head down.
"Tsk."
"Let go." Ayana's expression darkened further.
The black-haired boy narrowed his eyes and actually let go of her hand.
The motorcycle started up again in the next second, at an extremely high speed, attempting to throw Ayana off.
How could Ayana not see through their plan?
Although her strength is not yet comparable to Uvogin's, it is at least 50/50 or 40/70.
The motorcycle hovered in mid-air, and the two boys sitting on it naturally rose into the air as well.
They stared wide-eyed in disbelief, their pupils practically trembling with shock, utterly unable to comprehend what was unfolding before their eyes. But Ayana wouldn't be so considerate as to give them time to be astonished.
She took a deep breath, tensed all her muscles, and with a sharp look in her eyes, threw the two delinquents and their motorcycle flying away.
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