Chapter 542: Strength and Wickedness (2/2)

Despite their experience, the shooters were no match for Ye Chong, especially because this was the latter's specialty – close range combat.

Before the shooters responded properly, Ye Chong had lifted George and threw him towards them like a sandbag.

George's body twisted in the air and was shot by hundreds of fluorescent beams. The fluorescent beams were harmless, but it could beams could penetrate clothing and leave a mark on his body that would not disappear for at least three days. In just a few seconds, George's body was already covered with hundreds of fluorescent spots, glowing through his clothes.

The noble ladies hid their smiles behind their hands. Some of the middle aged women looked like they wanted to just pounce on him.

Wham! The sandbag that was George landed on a shooter. By now, poor George had hit a few rocky protrusions, leaving him almost unrecognizable.

On the huge screen, the camera captured clearly the fearful expressions of the shooters. The nobles lost any pretence of calmness by now. What were the shooters up against? Ming Xiao looked positively flustered. Mang was a soldier under him, and he knew that the man would not show such an expression unless something extremely unsettling had happened.

What were they up against?

Mang felt his heart skip a beat. If he was not seeing it for himself, he would have thought the other guy was just a spirit or something. That was the only way to explain why he could not lock on to the guy with his parapsychic sense. Nevertheless, Mang was an experienced combatant. He did not panic. Instead, he suppressed his fear and began to think – the opponent must be doing something to avoid his parapsychic aim, but what could that be?

Ye Chong did not give him the chance to figure it out. He disappeared behind a hill.

His disappearance relieved the tension in the shooters. They exchanged looks of confusion and fear.

Shu Man'er was looking very pale. She had her back against a rocky pillar, which gave her a sense of security.

Suddenly, a hand appeared from behind her. She felt numbness in her neck, and slumped down to the floor. Her laser gun fell onto the ground.

The shooters' parapsychic waves were already spread around them. They still could not sense Ye Chong, but they could easily notice Shu Man'er dropping to the ground .Before they could actually turn towards Shu Man'er, the woman was already sent flying towards them.

Upon seeing Shu Man'er with her eyes tightly shut, two of the nobles exchanged a look – they could not possibly fire at her. Both of them nodded and spread out their arms, hoping to catch her. If she were to hit the rocks just like that, how could the beautiful woman possibly take it? Even if she only got a scratch, it would be a most regrettable injury!

Seeing Shu Man'er looking so pitiful, the only thought that came to them was this – they did not mind losing if they could save Shu Man'er.

Thus, they sacrificed themselves!

Shu Man'er was flying with so much force that it threw them both back against the rocky cliffs. Both men vomited blood and blacked out with Shu Man'er in their arms.

Mang was caught by surprise. It all happened so quickly that he could not stop the two shooters before they went out in such a ridiculous fashion.

”D*mn!” Mang cursed loudly. Their opponent was despicable!

Many of the nobles shared Mang's sentiment. They felt sympathetic, seeing Shu Man'er being tossed towards the two shooters. Many of the younger men even protested out loud, but were stopped by their seniors.

Sun Sieha smiled reluctantly and set down his glass. ”Can't the man win more gracefully?” He thought to himself. With Ye Chong's skills, he hardly needed to resort to these base tricks to win against the young shooters. That would have helped him more with his plans ahead. Now, everyone became more interested in Shu Man'er instead of the important things. Those young men looked angry enough to storm the battleground.

That d*mned Shu Man'er! His plan would have gone perfectly had she not interfered. Sun Sieha's gaze sharpened for a moment. He would allow no one to play tricks with him …

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Ye Chong did not know what Sun Sieha was thinking about right then. He was still fighting according to his own weird and unpredictable strategies. He must consider the most efficient, safest and fastest way to end the battle.

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Ambush! It was an ambush! Ye Chong never showed himself at all. He always attacked from difficult angles, like from behind or above them. Anything around them could become a weapon for him. Even tiny rocks turned wicked and harmful in his hands.

Mang was hit by a tiny rock on the forehead and blacked out straight after.

The most terrifying thing was not the tiny rocks imbued with wicked intentions, but the fear that continued to haunt every one of them. Danger lurked in every dark corner. The enemy was like a spirit that could appear out of nowhere. The fear was paralyzing!

Strength and wickedness – these were the main themes of the glorious match that night.