Di Chenxiao's retreat did not stop Shi Xi's attack; instead, she continued to press forward, attacking her body's weak points with every move.
In just five seconds, Di Chenxiao was forced to the edge of the ring. He had one foot off the ring, blocked Shi Xichao's kick to the chest, and then turned to attack.
The two exchanged blows on stage at an extremely fast pace.
Shi Xi changed her right hand from a palm to a fist, with extremely fierce force and speed, and swung it towards Di Chenxiao's handsome face. Di Chenxiao used his left palm as a shield to block Shi Xi's fist, and used his right palm as a weapon to strike Shi Xi with extremely gentle force.
She blocked with her left hand and kicked forward with her right leg, aiming for Di Chenxiao's crotch.
Di Chenxiao quickly released her right hand, moved his feet to the right, and used his left hand to block her upward kicking leg.
A bead of cold sweat dripped from Di Chenxiao's forehead. "You're trying to murder me!"
Shi Xi continued to make moves, feeling guilty, and said, "There are no brothers on the battlefield. Now you are my enemy, and I must go all out."
The more he fought, the more comfortable he became, and the more he felt for the game; his moves grew increasingly fierce.
Her attacks gradually targeted the body's pain points; once she hit them, the opponent would collapse in pain.
Seeing that Shi Xi's condition was getting better and better, Di Chenxiao stopped giving her too much leeway and began to attack as well, but his attacks on Shi Xi were less than two-tenths of his usual strength.
When Di Jiu and Di Er arrived at the indoor training ground, they saw the two people on the ring locked in a love-hate relationship.
Dier sat in a wheelchair, an automated wheelchair that didn't require pushing.
He was getting moldy from staying in his room all the time, so he and Di Jiu went to the training ground to check on Shi Xi's training. They arrived to find the two of them training on the stage.
At first, he thought that his master was letting Shi Xi have more moves, but that was not the case. His master did not use 20% of his original strength, and his speed was 40% of the original speed.
Even if Di Chenxiao controlled his strength and speed, he was no match for him.
However, Shi Xi was able to hold her own against Di Chenxiao without showing any signs of defeat.
Emperor Wine shook his head. Neither of the two on the stage had used their true strength. "Al, your leg was worth breaking."
He knew that the top assassin's skills were unmatched by them, but he never expected that her strength would rival that of his master.
Di'er stared intently at the two people on the stage. "Not bad, you can have Shi Xi break your legs too."
“Ah Jiu, look at Shi Xi’s moves. If they hit someone, a few will cause pain, but most will be fatal.”
It's impossible for the master to have learned so many killing techniques from Shi Xi in just three days. The only possibility is that these techniques are ones she already knows.
“People like Ashi and Ayi are forced by their identities to learn deadly moves, but unfortunately…”
"Cough cough cough—"
Di Jiu coughed lightly a few times, "Well, it's best if we don't think too much about Miss Shi's matter."
Di'er turned to look at Di Jiu on the right, "You know Shi Xi's identity? Does Master know it too?"
"Cough cough—"
Dier continued watching the two on the stage, "If you have a cold, let Awu take a look at you, so you don't infect me. My throat has just gotten better."
He should be glad that he started training Shi Xi on the first day. If he had waited until his master had trained Shi Xi before training her, he would have lost his voice.
Look, even with only 20% of his strength, the master on the stage is struggling to receive Shi Xi's punches, palms, and kicks. He should be grateful.
On stage, Shi Xi cornered Di Chenxiao against a pillar, and punched him in the chest as usual. This time, however, Di Chenxiao deliberately didn't dodge and the punch landed on his chest.
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