Awkward Victory (2)

Dongfang Yinyin had never encountered such a "rogue-like" fighting style as Pei Shao's before, and for a moment, she truly had no idea what to do. The spectators outside the ring were also amazed by Pei Shao's approach. Though his moves were far from upright and honorable, no one could deny that he had effortlessly neutralized every one of Dongfang Yinyin's attacks.

"How long has Sister Yinyin been fighting now?" one male disciple suddenly asked.

"Seven minutes!"

"What? That kid actually lasted seven minutes against Sister Yinyin?"

"Yeah, and he's even gained the upper hand!"

"Damn! Can someone tell me if I'm dreaming?"

"..."

"Don't worry! Even though that kid has a slight advantage right now, Sister Yinyin still hasn't used her ultimate move!"

Though this disciple was saying words meant to reassure everyone, he was more nervous than anyone else. His eyes were practically ready to pop out like glass marbles, fly into the ring from behind, and launch a sneak attack so Pei Shao could no longer dodge Dongfang Yinyin's attacks.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Yinyin was staring at Pei Shao with extreme irritation. She no longer dared to attack proactively. Even when she occasionally made a few offensive moves, she held herself back, retreating at the slightest contact and not daring to engage Pei Shao at close range again. Pei Shao had always been a complete amateur at fighting, so naturally he had no offensive techniques either. The two remained locked in a stalemate. Pei Shao himself did not feel much of anything, but Dongfang Yinyin was already panting heavily, drenched in fragrant sweat.

As long as one was not blind, they could tell that although Pei Shao appeared to be on the defensive, he actually held every advantage. Dongfang Yinyin looked as though she was on the offensive, but she could not hold out much longer. If she failed to knock Pei Shao down, she might instead collapse from exhaustion. Though the disciples refused to admit it aloud, they all understood perfectly well.

This was the first time they had seen anyone other than the dojo master, Dongfang Lie, last this long against Dongfang Yinyin.

Just who was this reporter?

By now, their initial contempt had turned into deep respect! They were no longer wondering how many moves Pei Shao could withstand from Dongfang Yinyin. Instead, they were praying that Dongfang Yinyin could take Pei Shao down with difficulty before she exhausted all her strength.

Yet many of them had already developed a bad feeling—that Pei Shao might very well defeat Dongfang Yinyin!

"Ah!"

Just as they were thinking this, Dongfang Yinyin finally kicked Pei Shao in the lower abdomen, producing a dull bang. Yet no one noticed the pair of hands Pei Shao withdrew from Dongfang Yinyin's thigh.

"You—" Dongfang Yinyin was both embarrassed and furious. She had not expected Pei Shao to move at the same moment she did. As she kicked him in the lower abdomen, his hand had touched her thigh at the same time. Though separated by her training uniform, Dongfang Yinyin once again felt the warmth of his palm.

Pei Shao, meanwhile, jerked his right hand back as though shocked and forcibly took her kick.

"Pei, why didn't you follow up?"

"I..." Pei Shao could not explain this further to Castle right now. Dongfang Yinyin already misunderstood him deeply enough. If he really followed up, who knew whether something else might happen that would make Dongfang Yinyin furious?

But the more Pei Shao gave up the chance to press his attack, the more Dongfang Yinyin believed that he had never sincerely intended to spar with her. He was simply using the match as an excuse to take advantage of her.

Dongfang Yinyin now regretted agreeing to this slightly. She truly did not know how she would face her father if she lost this match!

And more importantly, she would have to take him as her master! Take this beastly, despicable, shameless pervert as her master? Dongfang Yinyin thought she might as well smash her head against a wall and die. The more she thought about it, the more she felt she had fallen into an impossible dilemma.

Did she really have to use her final trump card to defeat this filthy bastard?

As Dongfang Yinyin looked at Pei Shao's incredibly smug smile, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind:

—Cross Chain Kick!

Pei Shao, standing opposite her, had no idea that Dongfang Yinyin had gone through so many thoughts in that instant. His bitter smile, in her eyes, had become an "incredibly smug" smile.

As Dongfang Yinyin's thoughts shifted, she remembered, But Father warned me repeatedly not to use it lightly unless it's the final moment. This move is far too powerful, and its technical requirements are too demanding. If even this move fails to defeat him, then I've probably already lost.

But Father, I have no other choice... What should I do?

Dongfang Yinyin was so anxious that she was nearly in tears.

Finally, after hesitating for a moment, she decided that if she did not use her ultimate move now, who knew how much more he might take advantage of her afterward? That would be even worse than death! Gritting her teeth fiercely, she suddenly took a step backward.

Then everyone saw Dongfang Yinyin suddenly stand perfectly still in an extremely strange stance. She turned her back to Pei Shao. Her right leg was raised high in the air, while the toes of her left foot supported her body. Her body was half-turned, her head slightly tilted back. The toes of her right foot pointed directly at Pei Shao, and her entire body was like a tightly wound spring, ready to unleash a fatal strike at any moment!

"Heavens! What is that?" Not only was Pei Shao, a complete amateur, baffled by the move, but even many of the dojo's trainees had never seen such a technique before.

Only a few veteran disciples with keen eyes cried out in horror, "Cross Chain Kick? Could that really be the Cross Chain Kick? Has Sister Yinyin really decided to settle the match in one move?"

"Cross Chain Kick? What the hell is that?" Hearing the shocked cries from outside the ring, Pei Shao's head was full of question marks.

"Pei! Charge in! Don't give her the chance!" Castle's voice rang out.

"Why?"

"That move is extremely powerful. It combines a back spin kick, two roundhouse kicks, a double flying kick, a whip kick, and a tornado kick. It deals indiscriminate damage across a wide three-hundred-and-sixty-degree range. According to the records, it cannot be dodged and can only be taken head-on. There is currently no way to counter it! Charge!"

"Damn it! Why didn't you say so sooner?" Pei Shao had only heard half of that before he rushed toward Dongfang Yinyin with all his strength.

Dongfang Yinyin was startled. She had not expected Pei Shao to suddenly charge at her. If she had just one more second, perhaps she could have completed all the preparations for this tremendously powerful move!

The difference of one second made the power of the Cross Chain Kick as far apart as heaven and earth!

But Dongfang Yinyin had no time for further thought. Left with no other choice, she finally unleashed this incomplete version of the move. Her left foot pushed off fiercely, and her entire body suddenly began spinning in an exceedingly bizarre change of direction, kicking at Pei Shao's face as he charged toward her!

"Ah!" All the trainees screamed at once.

"Pei! Grab her around the waist! That's your only chance!"

Terrified by the force of her kick, Pei Shao had no time to think. He lunged forward, intending to tightly grab Dongfang Yinyin around the waist from behind, but—

At that very instant, Dongfang Yinyin was shocked. Before the force in her leg had fully dissipated, she forcibly performed the second motion. As a result, the force instantly rebounded into her body. Her foot twisted beneath her, unable to support her weight, and she fell toward the ground! Only then did Pei Shao's movement have time to fully unfold. His hands reached for what should have been her waist, but was now her soft breasts!

Not only did Pei Shao's hands press against Dongfang Yinyin's breasts, but his legs were also completely tangled with hers. His lips even happened to press against Dongfang Yinyin's cheek!

At that moment, their posture looked incredibly... suggestive!

"Ah!" All the trainees screamed again, their mouths falling open in unison! The atmosphere in the ring had been pushed to its peak!

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Pei Shao and Dongfang Yinyin, standing in the middle of the room, both went rigid.

Once Dongfang Yinyin came to her senses, she shoved Pei Shao away from behind her with all her strength. Pointing at him, her eyes gradually reddened. "You—you—I hate you! I hate you!" Dongfang Yinyin suddenly burst into tears. Under everyone's dumbfounded stares, she covered her face and ran out of the practice room as fast as she could fly.

Pei Shao was utterly stunned.

No matter how he thought about it, he had clearly meant to grab her by the waist in the end—so why had he suddenly touched her chest instead? And her chest had obviously had nothing there, yet the feeling in his hand... Remembering that exquisite sensation, Pei Shao stared at his own hands for a long time.

The female trainees outside the ring looked at Pei Shao as though he were a demon that had burst straight out of hell.

As for the male trainees, Pei Shao's "final strike" had completely shaken them. They had every reason to believe that Pei Shao was no amateur. He was a lecherous superman with extraordinary skills and formidable martial arts.

They watched helplessly as Dongfang Yinyin ran out of the training room, anxious and furious. Though they burned with anger toward Pei Shao, no one dared step forward again.

The female trainees needed no mention. After Dongfang Yinyin left, they all scrambled to slip away. Even Dongfang Yinyin could not handle such a "premium-grade pervert"—what use would their little self-defense techniques be?

Looking at the spectators' extraordinarily expressive faces, Pei Shao had not expected things to turn out this way either. He quickly picked up his shoulder bag from the floor and, without saying a word, sneaked away in utter embarrassment.

Even after leaving the training room, Pei Shao could still hear the wave-like torrent of curses pouring out from inside...