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In the face of an enemy, panic is the last thing you want. Mengdie's mind was in chaos, and her defensive and evasive stance immediately became disorganized. Under the sharp edge of the thug's knife, she seemed extremely vulnerable, as if she could be cut at any moment! Worse still, the thug on the right, seeing his friend getting serious, also brandished his knife, clearly not caring whether Mengdie was dead or alive. After all, if she accidentally got killed, her body could still serve as their plaything!
Mengdie let out a small whimper. Long moments of blocking had numbed her hands, slowing her movements. Seizing the opportunity, one of the thugs thrust his knife forward! Mengdie, startled, leaped back just in time to avoid the blade. However, her clothing wasn't as lucky – the fabric over her lower chest was slashed, exposing her skin below the breasts.
Breathing heavily, Mengdie's palms trembled slightly from the numbness. Sweat dripped from her forehead, emitting a feminine fragrance she found extremely annoying.
"Damn it! Not only strength, but also speed, reflexes, resistance to hits, and dynamic vision have all become incredibly poor! Magic... as expected! I can't conjure even a bit of magical energy, as if I've never used it before! What's happened to my body? Why has it suddenly become so weak?!"
The two thugs approached Mengdie with lewd smiles, their eyes constantly scanning the ripped part of her clothing. The one on the right was drooling, eager to tear off her clothes!
After a brief adjustment of her breathing, Mengdie slowly stood up. Regardless of what happened to her body, the most important thing now was to defeat these two scoundrels! She relaxed her mind... Recalling how she fought purely with her body when she had no strength in the past!
When the mind is unsettled, the spirit is disturbed. When the mind is calm, insight into everything is achieved. Mengdie finally put aside all her contempt, extended her arms forward, and began to fully engage with her opponents.
Perhaps due to their previous success, the thugs were quite confident in their ability to handle this beautiful young woman. The one on the left even put away his knife, preparing to grab Mengdie with his bare hands! Mengdie calmly waited, letting him grasp her shoulders, without moving. This delighted the thug, thinking the girl in his hands had completely given up! His thumbs hooked onto the collar of her clothing, obviously about to tear it open on the spot!
However, a pair of fists that hadn't moved since the beginning suddenly rose, striking hard on the elbows of the thug. Two cracking sounds were heard, and the thug's arms immediately began to swell and redden, followed by pig-like screams.
The other thug, seeing something wrong, swung his knife. Mengdie hummed lightly, accurately kicking his wrist and sending the knife flying. The thug shouted and ran towards where the knife fell. Mengdie did not pursue her enemy who had his back turned, as she wasn't sure if her previous punches had really disabled him. If necessary, she was ready to add more force!
The thug with the swollen arms screamed, red-eyed, and kicked towards Mengdie. She caught his foot between her waist and hands, then with a punch aimed at the side of his knee, elicited another agonized scream.
The fight was far from over; merely injuring someone was not the mindset for facing an enemy. After the punch, Mengdie quickly released the thug's leg and closed in on him. With the thug bending over in pain, his chin was already within the range of Mengdie's waiting attack.
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"Bang—!!!"
A heavy palm struck accurately on the thug's chin. The rebound force was so strong that even Mengdie's palm hurt! The thug fell backward, seemingly biting his tongue in the process, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and he finally passed out.
"Damn... so tired...! Just a few moves and I'm this exhausted! Both my physical strength and stamina have decreased, and significantly so!"
After defeating the thug, Mengdie felt her right arm weaken. Sweat continued to pour from her forehead. But now was not the time to rest; the other thug had already picked up his knife and was charging at her!
Mengdie kept retreating, dodging the blade. Waiting for the numbness in her hands to subside slightly, she grabbed his wrist the moment he swung the knife down. Her right hand pressed on the back of his hand, forcing him to drop the knife with a clang.
After disarming her opponent, Mengdie used his left hand as a pivot to turn behind him, preparing for the final blow! But, to her astonishment, as she turned and was about to kick, a sharp pain suddenly shot from the roots of her hair!
"My hair? My hair—!"
Indeed, it was her hair. Her extremely long hair, longer than her own height, was too big a target, and the panicking thug grabbed it and pulled back, completely thwarting Mengdie's offensive. She cursed herself for making her hair so long, and also deeply resented her own lack of strength. A mere thug could easily lift her up, as easily as if she were a rabbit.
Holding Mengdie's hair, the thug realized he had completely gained the upper hand. He laughed and swung Mengdie's body around, smashing her into the ground like a whip! Once, twice! The bystanders all looked pained, unable to bear the sight. The little girl hiding behind the tree was full of guilt and anxiety, tears starting to form in her eyes.
Pain ravaged every cell of Mengdie's body. Just a couple of smashes were enough to give her pain akin to what she experienced in the ultimate martial arts tournament. What frustrated her even more was the involuntary tears that welled up in her eyes, crying and wailing, completely unbecoming of a martial artist in battle!
As the thug prepared to slam Mengdie down for the third time, her body told her she couldn't take another hit! She immediately grabbed her hair and pulled hard, propelling herself into the thug's arms, aiming her kick at his eyes! The thug, startled, let go and stepped back, using his arms to block Mengdie's kick.
"I really enjoyed being thrown around! Now it's my turn!!!"
Mengdie bit her lip, flipped back with the help of the thug's arms, and landed steadily. She threw a punch at the thug's abdomen. However, possibly due to the injuries she had just sustained, the punch was noticeably slower! The thug reacted in time, covering his abdomen with his hand, while his other hand formed a fist and struck towards Mengdie's face.
A cold smirk appeared on Mengdie's lips...
In just a moment, the girl's punching hand swiftly retracted, grabbing the thug's wrist again! The thug was startled, swinging his other hand, which Mengdie also caught. They stood as if two children holding hands, seemingly in a test of strength.
If it were a matter of strength, the thug was absolutely confident. He chuckled, preparing to pull back his fists. But before he could exert force from his shoulders from his shoulders, the girl in front of him lightly jumped up...
Though it was a jump, Mengdie's movement resembled an effortless lifting of her feet. Under the effect of centrifugal force, she swung like a pendulum under the thug's crotch. As she passed entirely under him, she quickly released her grip and spun in mid-air, her right foot fiercely stomping on the inside of the thug's right knee.
Struck in the leg, the thug's balance was instantly lost. Added to that, his upper body was leaning forward due to Mengdie's previous pull, causing him to kneel down with a soft knee.
"@#@$$&%!!!...."
Upon his knees hitting the ground, the thug's first reaction was to curse loudly. But just as he was about to stand up, an arm suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind, tightly locking it. This soft, fair arm, resembling a piece of art, locked so precisely that it completely cut off his air supply.
The thug struggled, desperately trying to pull the arm away. But the girl behind him didn't give him much time. Her free right hand, already raised high, formed into a palm and struck with full force at the thug's right ear.
"Bang—!!!"
A sound of air being violently forced into a narrow space echoed from the point of impact...
Mengdie gasped for air, her whole body drenched in sweat, her shaking hand gradually moving away from the thug's ear. A line of blood slowly oozed from his ear canal. The thug dropped his hands, his eyes rolling back as he completely lost consciousness.
"!!!!!!!!!!"
Suddenly, cheers erupted around her. The onlookers shouted, uttering incomprehensible languages. But their joyful expressions were unmistakable.
Unfortunately, Mengdie was not in the mood to enjoy this victory. She sat on the ground, feeling as if she had been drained of all strength. Her disheveled hair spread out at her feet like a tired blossom. Sweat rolled uncontrollably down her face, the fatigue feeling akin to the third day of her fight with the Fighting Buddha. Weak... Every bone in her body seemed utterly devoid of strength...
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