A narrow corridor.
A man charged at you, swinging a club-like weapon.
How should you respond?
Fang Cheng quickly retreated, raising his bent arm to block.
After widening the distance, he took the blow from the club head-on.
Then, using the momentum that left both sides standing firm, he drove a front stomp kick into his opponent's abdomen.
He immediately raised his arm and struck with a side elbow, seizing the opening created when his opponent dodged sideways and applying a wrist-lock technique.
The Man in Black tried to yank his hand back and strike, only to find his wrist clamped as tightly as if caught in iron tongs, making it impossible to break free.
Seeing that his opponent was far weaker than himself, Fang Cheng immediately swung his arm and forcibly slammed the Man in Black against the wall.
In the space of a thought, he had already formulated a battle strategy.
He would capitalize on his advantages in strength and constitution, using close-quarters combat to restrict the space in which his opponent could wield his weapon.
Bang!
The Man in Black let out a muffled grunt. The club slipped from his hand, and he was slammed into the wall completely off guard.
Yet his body was astonishingly agile.
The instant his back touched the wall, his whole person twisted in an exceedingly weird posture.
Fang Cheng only felt the five fingers gripping his opponent's wrist suddenly close around empty air.
Slip!
The Man in Black actually broke free of the shackles, then quickly slid along the wall to a distant spot.
He rolled once, dropped to one knee, and assumed a crouched stance.
A sharp glint faintly flickered from the eyes behind the holes in his mask.
Then he slowly took a butterfly knife from the pouch strapped