Chapter 92: The Beauty Drunk on Wine!

For the man standing and the woman lying down, the crotch area is absolutely a fatal spot.

The former cannot thrust, and the latter cannot be penetrated.

If Tang Chong's sinister and ruthless punch really hit, the evil Taoist would not only lose his manhood but also his humanity. The evil Taoist, who had lost his fighting ability, would definitely be finished off by Tang Chong.

At this point in the battle, it was a test of reaction speed and physical fitness.

As an experienced killer, the evil Taoist knew what kind of counterattack Tang Chong would make when his shoe blade missed. Feeling a cold wind blow against his crotch and a chill in his testicles, his nerves tightened, and he swiftly swung his raised right leg to the left.

Then, his body shifted, and Tang Chong's punch hit the hem of his robe.

From Tang Chong's sneak attack from behind, to the evil Taoist's counterattack, and then to Tang Chong's slip and attack on the evil Taoist's testicles, these actions were completed in a split second, leaving no room for breathing or thinking. They relied entirely on natural reflexes to dodge or attack.

In a moment, the two had exchanged blows multiple times, each using deadly moves.

With a somersault, Tang Chong leaped to his feet.

The two faced off again, neither able to gain the upper hand.

"Boy, it seems I really underestimated you," the evil Taoist said with a vicious look, as if he felt wronged that Tang Chong hadn't been easily defeated.

"I overestimated you," Tang Chong said, licking his dry lips provocatively.

"Huh. Not bad. You even know how to use psychological tactics on the battlefield. If I didn't know you were a student, I'd suspect you were in the same line of work as me," the evil Taoist said, knowing that Tang Chong's words were meant to provoke him.

If he lunged at this moment, Tang Chong would surely be ready with a deadly move to counter him, right?

"Why don't you think I'm just putting up a front, trying to buy time for someone to come and save us?" Tang Chong said with a smile. "I'm a student, and you're a killer. I can live in the sunlight, but you can't stand the light."

Sure enough, the evil Taoist's face changed when he heard Tang Chong's words.

He waved his knife and walked toward Tang Chong, hissing, "I have to admit, you're a master of psychological warfare. You've put me in a dilemma. I was planning to play with you, but now it seems the game will end early."

"Ha," Tang Chong cursed in his heart. "I won't let you play. Go play with your dad if you want to play."

However, with the evil Taoist advancing with a dagger, he had no choice but to take it seriously.

He regretted not bringing his own weapon.

Swish

The evil Taoist slashed, and Tang Chong took a step back.

Swish

Another slash, and Tang Chong took another step back.

As the evil Taoist advanced, he could only retreat.

Another step forward, and he had to retreat again.

It seemed he had no resistance at all.

When the evil Taoist advanced again, Tang Chong couldn't retreat any further.

Because behind him was Qiuyi Han, sitting on the ground.

He couldn't drag Qiuyi Han into the fight. If he did, he would either have to sacrifice her or be hesitant to act. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to see her die.

"Keep retreating," the evil Taoist sneered, suddenly lunging forward and stabbing at Tang Chong's chest.

Sss

The knife sliced through the air, making a faint sound that was hard to hear.

Simple, direct, and hard to resist.

Since Tang Chong had nowhere to retreat, his only choice was to take the hit.

How to take the hit?

No matter how skilled one is, a kitchen knife is still a threat. He didn't think his fist was sharper than a knife.

Moreover, while dodging the dagger in his hand, he had to be wary of the weapon in his shoe.

This was indeed a tough opponent.

Tang Chong roared, his body advancing instead of retreating.

He completely exposed his chest, without any defense, just like the evil Taoist had exposed his back earlier.

His hands clenched into fists, one smashing toward the evil Taoist's face, the other hidden behind, with an uncertain target.

The evil Taoist sneered, thinking, "This kid dares to play 'empty city' in front of me, truly unaware of his impending death."

His chest was wide open, creating the illusion that he was inviting a stab, trying to make the evil Taoist doubt his hidden move. What hidden move could he have?

His right hand, holding the knife, moved down slightly, aiming straight for Tang Chong's heart.

His left hand, in a fist, was ready to intercept Tang Chong's punch.

As Tang Chong's fist was about to collide with the dagger, he changed his fist to a palm, his wrist flicking, and a small grappling hand aimed at the evil Taoist's wrist.

"Trivial trick," the evil Taoist thought.

The short blade flicked, ready to cut off a few of Tang Chong's fingers as a token.

Tang Chong was overjoyed.

"The opportunity has come."

He turned 180 degrees, facing the evil Taoist's back, and his entire body fell into the evil Taoist's embrace.

To an uninformed observer, it might seem like Tang Chong was flirting, throwing himself into the arms of a man.

A short distance, a high risk.

A long distance, a strong advantage.

Having a weapon in hand is good, but once Tang Chong's body was in his embrace, the dagger became redundant.

Tang Chong pressed his back against the evil Taoist's chest, one hand gripping his arm holding the dagger, the other elbow smashing into the evil Taoist's chest.

Beauty Drunk on Wine!

A beautiful name, but a fierce and deadly move.

Bang!

The evil Taoist's chest was hit by the elbow, causing him to stagger back in pain.

While he was off balance, Tang Chong pressed his advantage, delivering another elbow strike.

Bang

The evil Taoist's throat tasted sweet, and a mouthful of blood spattered onto Tang Chong's back.

Because Tang Chong was taller, the blood only splattered onto his clothes. If Tang Chong were shorter or the evil Taoist had raised his head, the blood would have been more troublesome to spray.

In that case, it might have splattered onto Tang Chong's neck or face.

When Tang Chong's elbow struck for the third time, it was caught by the prepared evil Taoist.

Tang Chong held the evil Taoist's right arm, and the evil Taoist held Tang Chong's left elbow. The two bodies were tightly pressed together, the evil Taoist's front pressed against Tang Chong's back. The posture was as intense as it was ambiguous.

If the evil Taoist had extended his tongue to lick Tang Chong's neck or blown into his ear—of course, he would need to raise his heels to do so—then the passionate scene that countless fans of "dirty men vs. handsome men" had been waiting for would have begun.

Unfortunately, this was a war!

A life-and-death battle!

The evil Taoist, having suffered consecutive losses, was both ashamed and angry.

His right foot scraped the ground three times, and the hidden blade in his shoe slid to the tip.

He kicked at Tang Chong's ankle, aiming to pierce his calf.

Tang Chong was shocked, pressing his entire weight onto the evil Taoist and then jumping high with both legs.

Slap

The evil Taoist couldn't support the force and fell backward.

Then, the two bodies rolled in the courtyard, knocking down the fence and heading toward the cliff outside the back yard.

Bang!

Tang Chong's head hit a protruding rock, causing stars to dance before his eyes, nearly knocking him unconscious.

The evil Taoist's forehead was also injured by the rocks, blood streaming down, looking equally miserable.

When they finally stopped, they were at the edge of the cliff.

The mountain wind howled in their ears, and many rocks of various sizes tumbled down, with no sound of them hitting the bottom.

Tang Chong was below, with the evil Taoist on top.

The evil Taoist held the dagger in both hands, trying to stab it into Tang Chong's neck to cut his throat.

Tang Chong's hands held the evil Taoist's hands, using all his strength to push the knife away.

Closer.

Closer and closer.

Pressing down is always more energy-efficient.

"Die," the evil Taoist said with a grimace.

Bang!

His back of the head suddenly suffered a heavy blow, and his body quickly fell.

Tang Chong was shocked, turning his head to the left to avoid the dagger. Then, taking advantage of his unsteady center of gravity, he forced the dagger to reverse direction, stabbing it into the evil Taoist's eye.

"Ahh!" the evil Taoist screamed.

The dagger pierced his left eye, the tip breaking through the eyeball, destroying one eye, and blood gushed out like a flood, splattering onto Tang Chong's face and body.

"Ahh!"

The evil Taoist screamed again, even more pitifully.

Tang Chong exerted all his strength, forcefully pulling the dagger out of the evil Taoist's eye socket.

Squish

Then, he stabbed the evil Taoist's right eye.

Only the dead are safe.

In countless films and TV shows, the hero, after defeating the villain at the last moment, has a change of heart and decides to let him go, only for the villain to suddenly jump up and stab him or his loved ones. Tang Chong wouldn't make such a foolish mistake.

The evil Taoist, with both eyes destroyed, was in such pain that he had gone mad.

He ignored everything, tightly hugging Tang Chong's body and rolling toward the cliff's edge.

He was determined to take Tang Chong with him.

He wanted to die, but Tang Chong didn't.

His right leg moved between the evil Taoist's legs and then suddenly thrust upward.

This was another position of Beauty Drunk on Wine.

Bang

Tang Chong heard what sounded like something breaking.

At the last moment, he still managed to break the evil Taoist's testicles.

Bang

Another knee strike.

Bang Bang Bang

Tang Chong's right leg repeatedly extended and bent, striking the vulnerable area of the evil Taoist's crotch.

The evil Taoist's grip on Tang Chong weakened, and his body became increasingly weak.

Tang Chong's body tensed, and he suddenly increased his strength.

Bang

Like a stone launched from a catapult or a firecracker shot by gunpowder, the evil Taoist's body flew into the air, heading toward the endless cliff behind Tang Chong.

The posture was graceful, but the appearance was ugly!

PS: I'm a bit tired today, so only two updates.

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