"Cough, cough..."
Caught off guard, Rendfury choked and coughed, freezing in place.
Ye Chen seized that instant and sneered. "You let your guard down."
He rolled forward and shot his right hand toward Rendfury's crotch like lightning.
"No..."
The moment Ye Chen grabbed him there, Rendfury remembered the ruthless move Ye Chen had used on him in the Beast Arena three years ago.
"Too bad. You're too late!"
Ye Chen squeezed hard. With a crack, Rendfury's body convulsed violently. Moments later, he toppled to the ground like a mountain.
"Fuck, not that move again! That little bastard! Impermanence, let's take him together. We have to cripple him."
The sight of Rendfury falling gave the Judge a fright. Ruthless as he was, he felt a chill between his legs. Ye Chen was vicious, always aiming for a person's weak points. Monkey Steals the Peach in particular made his whole body go numb with fear.
Impermanence agreed, and the two rushed Ye Chen from either side. Once they closed in, one moved in front and the other behind, trapping him between them.
The Judge had a pointed face and a dark complexion, as though he had crawled out of a coal heap. He was scrawny and so short that standing up, he was barely taller than other people crouching down.
His eyes, though, gleamed with a fierce light. One look told you he was ruthless.
His weapons were a pair of Judge's Brushes forged from fine steel. They were how he had earned his name.
As the saying went: the shorter the weapon, the nimbler; the longer, the stronger; but a short weapon was the most dangerous of all!
China had no shortage of masters skilled with the Judge's Brush. Yuwen Tong, one of the three great imperial guards of the Tang