She hurriedly collected herself, spun around, and dodged her opponent's strike.
Then she leaped into a spinning sweep, her powerful kick striking the man's neck.
It knocked him unconscious on the spot.
"He's out. Where are the medics? Help him."
Xu Le was also slightly surprised by Xu Ting's movements.
In his previous life, he had seen similar fighting moves: spinning kicks from capoeira.
This was an extremely risky move in a fight, leaving enormous openings, though its power was also astonishing.
In his previous life, this move had killed quite a few people.
Its power here went without saying; one look at the other Warrior lying half-dead made that clear.
The medics hurried over, administering oxygen and emergency treatment, making Xu Le's scalp prickle as he watched.
"It's just training. Do you need to beat them up this badly?"
"That's why I gave them a chance to fight me two against one. Unfortunately, they weren't very good."
Xu Ting wiped the sweat from her body with a towel. Since they were in the training room, Xu Le could clearly see the definition of her muscles.
They were very thick, yet full of explosive power.
Judging by her performance and age, Xu Ting truly had talent as a Warrior. He just didn't know whether she had trained under any particular master.
Still wiping away sweat, Xu Ting stepped onto the nearby scale and spread her hands helplessly.
"Ugh, I've lost weight again lately. This is rough."
Xu Le instinctively glanced at the reading: 73.4.
He really wasn't very good at math, so he was briefly confused. Only seventy-something jin? Was she that thin?
So Xu Le stepped onto it himself to take a look.
Including his clothes, shoes, and the Night Fiend cane he kept carrying in his hand.
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