Chapter 3297: Don't Let Him Live!

Haley Swin was a bit flustered at this point; this was her first time competing in the women's division as a woman, and although she had researched the women's division seed players beforehand—especially the top seed Qin Aoxue—she found upon reaching the final that the women's division's overall combat strength was indeed significantly weaker than the men's, so she felt a bit more contempt toward Qin Aoxue, the women's division's top seed.

She had previously compared the data of top male and female 100-meter sprinters, finding that top male sprinters clocked under ten seconds, while top female sprinters fell in the ten-to-eleven-second range; she believed she was equivalent to a male sprinter in the 10.5-second bracket—though she might not even reach the men's final, winning the women's division would be easy.

But she hadn't expected that upon facing Qin Aoxue, she would be pressed and overwhelmed, unable to execute her own techniques and tactics—this woman's true strength far exceeded her earlier assumptions.

Just as she sensed something was wrong, Qin Aoxue had already figured out her weaknesses, realizing her actual combat power was inferior, so she abandoned her earlier conservative approach and began taking the initiative.

Deep down, Qin Aoxue resented Haley Swin; she also believed the event organizers allowing a so-called transgender person to compete in the women's division was unfair to all female athletes, and this person clearly wasn't a genuine transgender individual but was exploiting the loophole, which only intensified her aversion.

Especially Haley Swin's arrogant demeanor from start to finish—utterly conveying "I exploited the rules, and you can do nothing about it, and I love seeing you dislike me yet fail to stop me"—was genuinely infuriating.

Now that Qin Aoxue had gauged her opponent's true level, she immediately began shifting tactics.

Seeing Qin Aoxue advance aggressively, Haley Swin realized a tactical change was underway; before she could formulate a response, Qin Aoxue's consecutive assault came rushing forward.

Seeing Qin Aoxue's punching speed far surpass her own blocking speed, Haley Swin found herself momentarily unable to cope.

Qin Aoxue attacked from both sides, each round delivering four rapid punches; Haley Swin could block at most two or three with her arms, so she inevitably took one or two hits.

Fortunately, when Qin Aoxue threw fast punches, to maintain speed she had to reduce arm swing amplitude and increase frequency, preventing full power buildup per punch—so while the punches were quick, their force was naturally diminished, allowing Haley Swin, with her sturdy male frame, to still withstand them.

Yet even if she could block them, constantly being pressed down and struck with crackling punches left Haley Swin feeling thoroughly embarrassed and seething with anger.

Since entering this women's division competition, she had bulldozed through opponents without giving them a real chance to harm her; she never imagined that in the final, a little girl would be pressing down on her head and pounding her, leaving her utterly enraged.

Though furious, she also knew she couldn't match Qin Aoxue's strength, and reckless retaliation would only give her opponent an opening for a heavy counter.

But passive defense wasn't a solution either—after all, continuously being struck, even without injury, would quickly erode her points; by the time the match ended, even without serious harm, losing points would mean losing the match.

At this moment, Haley Swin's mind fixated on one thought: how to break the deadlock!

Suddenly, she noticed Qin Aoxue's chest heaving as she swung her fists and arms, and an idea struck her—she didn't even care about still being hit, and immediately launched a straight punch toward Qin Aoxue's chest.

During normal combat, if an opponent attacked Qin Aoxue's chest, she would make a standard tactical assessment: if the force was light and she had a chance to inflict greater damage, she wouldn't deliberately defend, since she usually faced genuine female athletes, and when private areas were contacted, no one considered anything beyond the match or tactics.

But today's situation was clearly different.

No matter how Haley Swin claimed to be transgender or insisted she had always felt like a woman psychologically, to Qin Aoxue he was simply a complete man, so when he suddenly lunged at her chest, she instinctively forgot she was in a match, her innate modesty and pride as a girl taking over—like encountering a flasher or pervert, she reflexively tried to shield her chest.

This block was fine—her chest was shielded, but her entire face was now fully exposed to her opponent's view.

Haley Swin had anticipated this; she knew Qin Aoxue's skill made touching her chest impossible, but she also knew that if she prepared in advance, and Qin Aoxue abandoned her attack to defend her chest, she could immediately counterattack.

At this moment, Qin Aoxue was both angry and flustered, unable to assess the situation calmly; she wanted to shield her chest and protest to the referee nearby, never expecting that at this very moment, her opponent would launch a heavy punch straight at her face.

With a bang, Qin Aoxue's face took a heavy blow—just as she had struck Haley Swin, Haley Swin now struck her face with a fierce punch; her nasal bridge exploded in pain, her entire face went numb, then she felt a warm rush on her lips, her mouth sweet and bitter, nosebleed gushing uncontrollably.

The onlookers saw everything clearly; they recognized Haley Swin's underhanded trickery, some even shameless, so the arena erupted in boos, whistles, and insults.

Haley Swin had long abandoned concern for her reputation; from the moment she decided to exploit the transgender loophole to compete, she had stopped caring about face or honor—winning the championship and the prize money was all that mattered.

So she utterly ignored the crowd's curses, seizing the moment Qin Aoxue was struck to launch another punch—a full-force right hook, even stronger than the previous one; earlier, to catch Qin Aoxue off guard, she had only used seventy percent of her strength, but this punch followed immediately after, building on the first's success, so she unleashed her full strength, aiming to shatter Qin Aoxue's state in one blow—once Qin Aoxue was dazed and in agony, her combat power would plummet, allowing her to seize the moment and counterattack fiercely, possibly knocking Qin Aoxue out in a single round.

And at this moment, Qin Aoxue indeed hadn't recovered from the series of underhanded tactics.

Ye Chen saw Haley Swin's heavy punch incoming and instantly shouted with spiritual energy: "Aoxue! Dodge!"

This voice transmitted directly to Qin Aoxue's cochlea, like thunderbolt, instantly shocking her spirit!

She immediately recognized Ye Chen's voice, didn't have time to locate him, and instantly snapped back to focus; seeing the heavy punch nearly reach her left cheek, she swiftly dodged to the right, letting Haley Swin's heavy punch graze only her hair.

And upon realizing Ye Chen was in the audience watching her match, Qin Aoxue's fighting spirit exploded; combined with Haley Swin's underhanded cunning, which further enraged her, she gave her opponent no opening—seizing the moment her opponent missed a punch, she unleashed a hook with thunderous force, smashing directly into Haley Swin's flank.

Haley Swin only felt her waist suddenly bend sideways, followed by sharp pain and distension that left her entire body limp; just as her legs buckled and she nearly knelt, Ye Chen again shouted with spiritual energy: "Aoxue! Seize the opportunity—don't let him live!"