Yongye shifted sideways half an inch. The heavy punch grazed the edge of his shoulder plate, and the force of it exploded against the metal barricades behind him, sending the entire row flying backward into the cordon in front of the spectators with a series of shrill metallic crashes.
Diana immediately followed with a sweep of her left leg. That kick was faster, fiercer, and more overpowering than her punch.
The skirt of her gold armor traced a sharp arc as she spun, revealing a long, powerful thigh. Her foot, wreathed in dark golden divine power, swept toward Yongye's waist.
Yongye reached out with his right hand, fingers spread and palm down, and pressed precisely against the joint on the inside of her ankle, cutting off the leverage behind her sweeping kick.
Diana's pupils abruptly contracted.
This bastard's eye for weaknesses was even sharper than Batman's!
Cursing inwardly, she twisted halfway around in midair. Using her captured ankle as a pivot, she lashed her other leg toward Yongye's temple.
The switch was incredibly fast, its angle vicious, and it completely exceeded Yongye's expectations.
But his reflexes were faster than his predictions.
His left hand shot out, fingers spread, and caught her other leg precisely behind the knee.
With each leg caught in one of his hands, Diana hung suspended in midair. The skirt of her gold armor folded downward, exposing her long, sleek legs, which gleamed a cold, dazzling white in the afternoon sunlight.
The global livestream's comment feed erupted like a cauldron of boiling oil.
"Holy shit!!! Diana's even faster than Superman!!!"
"But Yongye caught her! He caught every move!!!"
"Wait, why isn't he wearing the Gold Armor? What's that black suit?"
"No idea. It looks like Batman's style. Seems stronger than the gold suit, too."
"Look at Batman's