C82 Part1

Translated by An Edited by An

The air around them was shrouded in dust but fortunately, both of them had covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs beforehand, feeling that they had become some kind of masked heroes.

With one step into the realm of the smog, their vision was covered with a thin yellow drizzle of dust particles. Nothing could be seen there. Yang QiQi simply closed her eyes, deciding to rely solely on the keen intuition she had developed through the longstanding years of training and battles between life and death in her previous life to perceive the dangers around them.

Ahead, a stream of air rushed forth from her left side. Yang QiQi stood there without moving but her muscles had already begun contracting discreetly. As soon as the other person’s fist touched her skin, her arm met with the opposite side’s arm to build a defensive line. This was called 'ward off' . After that, taking advantage of the incoming force, she turned the opponent’s direction to the side. This was called 'roll back' . Then, she used her elbow joint to attack the opponent after spinning with the help of her forearm. This move was termed as the 'elbow strike' in Pushing hands.

[ T/L Note: These moves were once mentioned in Chapter 78.2 along with some other moves of TaiJi.]

As soon as she hit the opposition with her elbow, she merely heard a light snort. The attacker retreated after facing a setback.

Yang QiQi didn’t get the opportunity to take advantage of her victory and pursue her opponent because just at that time, she heard Ling Yue’s muffled groan behind her. She immediately assumed that he might have suffered a loss after somebody sneakily attacked him.

“Ling Yue, stay calm.” Yang QiQi leaned against his back.

“Okay.” Ling Yue stabilized his voice and replied.

Just a moment ago, he was ambushed by two people at the same time. Although Pushing hands was a technique that improved one’s perception, after all, he had only been learning it for a very short time. As soon as they entered this completely clouded realm of dust, he suffered a big loss. His right shoulder and the left side of his chest were hit at the same time. Even though he had stepped aside to lessen the impact when he felt the danger approaching, the places were still hot from pain.

Then, he felt Yang QiQi leaning against his back and speaking. Although somewhat disheartened at falling into the opponent’s trap the moment they walked in, he put away his inappropriate expression at once and answered calmly. Soon after, the touch at his back disappeared, and a soft body came up in his arms.

Sensing the whole body of the male beastman behind her stiffen, Yang QiQi snorted softly: “Pull yourself together! Let go of all your senses and try to perceive the changes in the surrounding airflow and direction of the current… Left side in the back, 'shoulder strike' ! Right-hand side position, 'pull down' , 'press down' …”

At first, Yang QiQi pointed out the direction and said the move he should apply. Due to his daily training habits, Ling Yue didn’t even have to think as his body did whatever she instructed. Surprisingly, it wasn’t entirely fruitless. Gradually, he stopped getting distracted by the beautiful woman in his arms, and all his attention was put into the battle. He slowly let go of his senses and was able to perceive the slight changes in the airflow around him.

Sensing that Ling Yue had entered into a supreme state of concentration, Yang QiQi threw the three male beasts out of the cloud of dust before leaving in order to remove the last threat. Fighting against two opponents was just right at his stage. If they were too many hurdles, it would ruin the seedling.

“ Aiyo , finally. Three people came out.” Tu Jin jumped up excitedly when he saw the three male beastmen being thrown out. ‘Damn it!’ He could hear the sounds of the lively fight inside but he had to stay outside and wait patiently. It was truly difficult to bear, wasn’t it?!

Tu Jin and Xiang BuChen were equally anxious as they stayed outside, both feeling as if they were being scorched alive. Hence, as soon as someone flew out, he encountered Xiang BuChen’s ‘Shadowless Legs’ and let out a blood-curdling screech.

“Hey! Leave one for me~” Tu Jin yelled, wishing he had two more legs.

This leopard was too shameless, he didn’t have the moral virtue of Kong Rong at all. With his agility, was he trying to confront them all?

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