This monster... unbelievably circled behind him in less than half a second!
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The figure seized his neck and viciously slammed him into the nearby wall.
Cement debris exploded in all directions!
The mottled wall of the corridor was forcibly cracked, forming a human-shaped indentation from the impact, as dust fell like rain.
Jia Liang groaned, feeling as though his insides had shifted; the sudden sharp pain overwhelmed him.
Yet, he did not struggle. A grim determination flickered in his eyes as he twisted his wrist holding the dagger, thrusting it viciously at the opponent’s temple.
This strike was swift and relentless, destined to pierce through the adversary’s skull!
The figure’s left hand moved as fast as lightning, swiftly and steadily grasping his knife-wielding wrist.
The reaction was so quick, as if it had been anticipated.
Jia Liang refused to surrender to fate.
He flicked his right foot upward suddenly.
The tip of his leather boot flashed a chilling gleam, stabbing directly at the opponent’s lower body.
It was the hidden blade stored in the sole of his boot!
In this almost close-quarter combat, such a concealed weapon is practically the deadliest move!
The thought of success hadn’t even formed in Jia Liang’s mind.
The ghastly face before him vanished once more in an instant.
The hidden foot blade slashed through the air, the attack suddenly falling short.
Luckily, the hand squeezing his neck also disappeared in that moment.
Jia Liang’s feet found ground once more, and he gasped heavily for air.
His neck burned painfully, feeling like it might snap at any second.
He swiftly swept his peripheral vision, catching a glimpse of the retreating, vague figure in the shadows.
With determination, knowing the opportunity could not be missed, he could not allow the opponent to retreat smoothly and regain control.
Jia Liang growled lowly, his body like a hunting leopard, rolling forward seamlessly.
The dagger in his hand and the foot blade, both tore through the air, instantly turning into a woven storm of death.
A fierce dagger thrust aimed straight at the opponent’s heart.
The figure merely tilted slightly, the blade brushing past the fabric.
Jia Liang flipped his wrist, then grasped the dagger in reverse at a strange angle, transforming the thrust into a horizontal slash at the opponent’s neck.
The figure’s head leaned back at an angle defying physiology, narrowly evading.
Immediately after, Jia Liang’s left leg, equipped with a foot blade, struck out like a venomous snake, a tricky low sweep targeting the opponent’s supporting leg.
Yet the figure merely tapped the ground lightly with his toe, floating half a meter upward.
The icy gleam of the foot blade swept below him, the wind it stirred barely rustling his pant legs.
Each of the figure’s evasive maneuvers was wondrously precise, his movements poetic like a walk under the moon.
Jia Liang’s attacks grew increasingly frantic, relentless.
Direct stabs, horizontal slashes, upward swipes of the dagger, combined with sideways kicks, whip kicks, and stomps from both legs, formed a fierce and nearly impenetrable sequence.
Each strike carried the sharp sound of tearing air.
However, the opponent’s body seemed boneless, continuously evading all attacks at impossible angles.
Amidst the deadly storm of knife and leg shadow, he moved with ease.
Jia Liang grew increasingly astonished as he fought.
Observing the shadow before him only dodging, never counterattacking.
No sense of triumph arose in his heart, instead, a chill surged through his body.
From this brief encounter, he had deeply realized the opponent’s reaction speed and agility were distinctly superior to his.
This monster’s intentions... clearly to capture him alive!
Within the organization, Jia Liang was renowned for his speed and combat skills.
Yet today he faced a monster who could completely outclass him in speed and martial arts!
A sense of wanton humiliation grew intensely within him.
"Alright, if you want to capture me alive, let’s see if you have the skill?!"
Jia Liang flicked his left foot, revealing another gleaming foot blade!
The aggression instantly surged!
The dagger in his hand, combined with the boot blades, turned into a high-speed meat grinder, furiously attacking the shadow.
But the figure remained unruffled, like a wisp of unhindered smoke.
Each evasion was precisely calculated, neither more nor less by a fraction.
Within Jia Liang’s heart, a stranger feeling arose.
The opponent seemed not entirely intent on capturing him alive as he suspected.
Instead, it felt like he was using him for practice!
Testing some newly acquired ability, experimenting with evasive movements nearing the limits!
This humiliation ignited his fury entirely!
Jia Liang almost crushed his teeth, his eyes radiating ferocity.
Seizing what he thought was an opportunity, his legs turned into afterimages, launching a series of flying kicks at the figure’s chest.
The foot blades carved two fatal arcs in the air!
Just at the moment of impact.
The figure vanished as if teleporting, leaving not even a trace behind.
Jia Liang’s pupils contracted sharply, alarms rang in his mind.
At this moment, airborne, his old strength exhausted, new strength not yet born, every part of him exposed a lethal flaw!
The figure had ghostly appeared to his right, seized this flaw and without hesitation delivered a straightforward, direct kick.
Jia Liang felt as though hit by a speeding truck.
His body flew uncontrollably, crashing heavily through a closed door, landing with a thud inside.
"Cough... cough cough!"
Jia Liang coughed violently, blood foamy at his mouth’s corner.