85 I Really Cannot Figh (2/2)
”Can we not fight today?” Jun Mo Xie asked pitifully and offered a compromise, ”I can give you two more pots of wine, how about that?”
”No!” Guan Qing Han rejected vehemently and gave Jun Mo Xie a cold glare. The next instant, she slapped her delicate hands together, releasing a black mist. It was the Level 9 Xuan Qi! ”Are you ready?” Guan Qing Han gazed at Jun Mo Xie with a blank expression that lacked anger or joy, as though she was looking at a durable sandbag.
”Peh! Would you be as enthusiastic about the duel if not for the wine I am giving you? Is the God playing tricks on me? This woman is actually given a justifiable reason to beat me up! And I can’t even retaliate! Ready? Is there any use in getting ready?” Anger welled up in Jun Mo Xie.
Jun Mo Xie’s intention to conceal his true fighting potential naturally created a positive effect, which was to raise Jun Zhan Tian’s hopes. However, this also had unintended repercussions. Having been kept in the dark for so long, Jun Zhan Tian will certainly be very unhappy. Hence, the duel with Guan Qing Han must have been a plot arranged by Jun Zhan Tian to teach Jun Mo Xie a lesson.
Despite knowing all this plot, Jun Mo Xie could only keep all of this to himself. It was even more infuriating for the fact that while Jun Mo Xie obviously had many ways to defeat this woman, he had to restrain himself from using them.
Jun Mo Xie could have easily resolved the situation, but instead, he had to put up with such constant abuse. Could he be a masochist? There was nothing more tragic than his current predicament. He wondered when Jun Zhan Tian would cease this punishment.
”If I have to admit my mistake to Grandfather to end this misery, I will certainly apologize to Grandfather sincerely.”
”If it is possible to put an end to this punishment, I truly hope that it will end the very next second.”
As Jun Mo Xie’s imagination was running wild, a green light swirled before him. In an instant, a fist, white as snow, flew straight at Jun Mo Xie. Jun Mo Xie shrieked and ducked. But sadly, Quan Qing Han showed no mercy. She dealt blows after blows relentlessly and seemed eager to bring an end to this task so that she can quickly carry her two pots of wine back to enjoy.
Although Jun Mo Xie’s behavior and attitude had shown improvements recently, Guan Qing Han had absolutely no interest in spending a second longer with him in the fight.
Squeals, screams, and cries of pain continued to fill the air. ”Pa! Pa! Pa!” Like rain pelting relentlessly on a soft vulnerable surface, kicks and punches landed continuously and mercilessly on Jun Mo Xie. Savouring his cup of wine, Jun Wu Yi watched as the scene unfolded before him. Seeing the great disparity in strength, and the unmatchable Guan Qing Han, he could not help but chuckled. He thought, ”Jun Zhan Tian’s plan to punish my errant nephew is truly a smart move.”
While Jun Wu Yi was thinking, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his expression suddenly turned solemn. He fixed his gaze on Jun Mo Xie’s moves so intently, to the extent that he did not even bother to place his cup down!
A particular movement of Jun Mo Xie had drawn his attention!
Earlier on, Guan Qing Han was intending to launch a seamless combination move involving a solid punch, followed very closely by a formidable roundhouse kick. Such a move was thought to be impossible to avoid. However, at that point in time, Jun Mo Xie’s body twisted away instinctively and his elbow thrust out slightly before retracting again. The next instant, he was knocked to the ground by the full force of Guan Qing Han’s combination move.
This slight reaction was supposed to be inconsequential and hardly noticeable. But it could not escape the eyes of Jun Wu Yi, who was a highly skilled army general who had spent his entire life on the battlefield. The observation had been a shocking revelation to him!
In the battlefield, a high emphasis was placed on taking down each enemy in one decisive move. Jun Wu Yi clearly noticed that Jun Mo Xie’s instinctive elbow thrust, despite retracted, was undoubtedly aimed at Guan Qing Han’s throat. It was a move to kill! Had Jun Mo Xie followed through with the move, Guan Qing Han would have been dead by now!
More importantly, the execution of the elbow thrust was timed perfectly. It was placed exactly in the transition between Guan Qing Han’s two moves where she was vulnerable for a fleeting moment. Guan Qing Han’s cultivation was known to be unparalleled. The two moves had been administered in a nearly seamless motion, and the interval between them had been practically negligible. Nevertheless, Jun Mo Xie was still able to exploit the only flaw in Guan Qing Han’s combination attack!
At that moment, Guan Qing Han certainly stood no chance against Jun Mo Xie’s unpredictable move!