Chapter 172: Slay the Scorpion! (Part 1)

Seeing Liu Xiaotian stare at him so intently, with the look of wanting to swallow him whole, Xiezi's delight grew even stronger; he drew a multi-functional combat knife from his waist with his backhand, gripping it in his right hand, assuming a fairly standard fighting stance.

"Liu Xiaotian, I can tell you, you are not the second Wolf Fang broken in my hand, nor will you be the last! Come on, bring out your so-called courage, and meet your death."

Liu Xiaotian didn't even move his little finger, but a hint of contempt appeared on his face, his voice ice-cold like a Siberian wind:

"Xiezi, rest assured, I won't kill you before I beat you into submission; I know that if I order you not to speak our language, you won't listen to me, so I will fight until you obey my commands."

"Believe me, hearing our language come from your mouth is a tremendous insult to it!"

Having said that, Liu Xiaotian slowly drew his own dagger from his waist, but the next second he violently flicked his wrist, flinging the dagger out, which deeply embedded itself into the trunk of a large tree six or seven meters away.

Faced with Liu Xiaotian's arrogance, the smug look in Xiezi's eyes grew even stronger.

He even already saw Liu Xiaotian slowly collapsing amid splashing blood.

I had originally intended to ram Xiezi away, but unexpectedly, I ended up throwing him out with ease.

In one, one look `no, one mistaken version%!'

"Bang!"

And now, he was even more full of confidence, so much so that he couldn't be bothered to give even a basic reaction.

When he came to his senses and tried to stab the cold-light flashing military knife in his hand into Liu Xiaotian's back, he found his body had already passed over Liu Xiaotian's head, and the distance of his arm could no longer reach Liu Xiaotian's body.

Just as he saw the military knife in his hand reach Liu Xiaotian's front, only about ten centimeters away from piercing his abdominal cavity, Xiezi suddenly realized that his hand and the knife in it could not move.

A deep sense of defeat and shock welled up in his heart, making Xiezi's heart pound with fright.

Of course, his hands could still move; he could have seized the opportunity to plunge the military knife into Liu Xiaotian's back.

On grass that wasn't too soft, Xiezi was actually forced by Liu Xiaotian's kick to have his face pressed into the ground until his ears were level with the surface.

Without warning, Xiezi suddenly lunged forward, the military knife in his hand flashing with a cold light in the moonlight like lightning, shooting upward from below straight for Liu Xiaotian's throat.

And only after 0.5 seconds did he react, but by then it was already too late.

Liu Xiaotian stepped forward and followed up; at the moment Xiezi was about to lift his head, Liu Xiaotian's raised foot came down on the back of his head.

However, in actual combat, the chance of being able to make such a reaction within 0.5 seconds is absolutely less than one in ten million.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Not to mention ten centimeters, even a millimeter could not move forward any further.

But how could Liu Xiaotian possibly give him such an opportunity?

It wasn't a fall; the instant he hit the ground, he didn't have time to react, and the back of his head struck the ground once.

Otherwise, this single blow would basically shake his brains into a mush.

This time differed from the previous one: he landed face down and slid hard on the grass for over two meters before stopping.

That recent strike even startled himself.

At this moment, Liu Xiaotian's speed and strength far exceeded Xiezi's expectations; almost as soon as his hands gripped Xiezi's two hip bones, he lifted Xiezi's body straight up.

But he had no intention of giving up; instead, he lunged at Liu Xiaotian once again.

At the same time, his retreating right foot pushed hard against the ground, his upper body immediately lowered, his neck barely grazing the blade in Xiezi's hand as it slid past, and his raised hands simultaneously gripped Xiezi's two hip bones. But the instant Liu Xiaotian's hands gripped Xiezi's hip bones, Xiezi felt he was not being held by a pair of hands but by two iron clamps; the intense pain left him unable to exert any strength.

Furthermore, he couldn't get up right away.

A large hand like an iron clamp firmly gripped his wrist, leaving him unable to advance or retreat.

Just a seemingly casual twist outward, accompanied by a crisp 'crack,' turned Xiezi's hand back into his palm, flipping the whole hand 180 degrees.

Xiezi fell heavily onto his back, his body scraping the ground and sliding nearly two meters, his head spinning in waves.

Moreover, many 'Monday-morning quarterbacks' could easily think of that.

Even Liu Xiaotian himself hadn't expected that, after the system's described auxiliary effect amplification, his strength would increase so noticeably.

However, this is only theoretically possible.

Of course, after his brief shock, Xiezi could break free from that big hand using other attack methods, since he still had one hand and two legs.

Having both feet off the ground and his body suspended gave him only a sudden panic.

This blow left Xiezi completely dazed.

This time, Liu Xiaotian didn't move, not even the retreating, power‑building motion he had just made; because Xiezi's attack speed, in Liu Xiaotian's eyes at that moment, was only slightly faster than slow motion.

That military knife, naturally, fell to the ground in free fall.

Obviously, Xiezi was not among them.

Not to mention raising a knee to meet the attack, he couldn't even think of stepping back to break free.

Xiezi first flipped up from the ground, only to find Liu Xiaotian still standing in place, not pursuing.

Before Xiezi could even understand what was happening, his body flew sideways.

Liu Xiaotian withdrew half a step, but his body did not retreat; instead, he went forward to meet the blade's light in Xiezi's hand.

In his hand, that military knife was like a venomous snake, cunning and ferocious, 'biting' toward Liu Xiaotian's abdomen.

Then, without missing a beat, Liu Xiaotian followed with a kick to the underside of Xiezi's front leg below the knee, while releasing his grip.

Even before losing consciousness, this was enough to show that his physical strength was far above that of an ordinary person.

Xiezi was instantly startled, instinctively wanting to raise his knee to meet Liu Xiaotian's cheek.

At this moment, the four words 'down to earth' meant to Xiezi a far deeper and more fitting understanding than many who often use the phrase.

Especially his sole Level 2 pack, which only provided a twenty percent boost, yet this effect far exceeded Liu Xiaotian's expectations.

Even so, after this blow, Xiezi had already lost the ability to resist.

He could not think at all; his mind was blank, his ears buzzed, his vision went dark, and he felt as if someone had pulled his head out of the grass like a radish.

Although Xiezi's ears kept ringing, he still faintly heard Liu Xiaotian's voice:

"Xiezi, if you beg me, I can give you a quick end!"

(End of chapter)