Chapter 125: Watching Pretty Girls Fight is My Favorite! - It’s the Cyber Age—Still Playing a Traditional Villain?
Chapter 125: Watching Pretty Girls Fight is My Favorite! At almost the same moment, Xia Wuyou and Shen Qin both felt a wave of nervousness. What was essentially a standard entry assessment suddenly became a matter of utmost seriousness. They attacked simultaneously. Both were seasoned fighters; they wouldn’t bother with formalities like nodding or bowing before attacking—especially when fueled by a lingering grudge. Without a hint of martial courtesy, each sought to seize the upper hand and finish quickly. Xia Wuyou expanded her domain, swiftly closing in on Shen Qin, her weapon aiming straight for the vital points. Shen Qin let out a low growl, her previously hunched form suddenly straightening. From her sleeves, she deftly produced two oddly shaped daggers, countering the oncoming blade with a sudden explosive force that staggeringly forced Xia Wuyou back a step. "Hmm?" Xia Wuyou was taken aback. She didn’t know much about her former little sister Qin’s abilities; even Xu Shi only advised, "You can win, but don’t overdo it," implying that Shen Qin was potentially not inferior. In just their first exchange, Xia Wuyou gauged Shen Qin's formidable capabilities—especially the strength conveyed through those daggers was undeniable. Without giving her time to react, Shen Qin retreated slightly and drew a pistol from her waist, firing without hesitation. It was the same model she had previously demonstrated to Xu Shi. The bullets weren't ordinary; they were eerie purple spikes. Following instinct, Xia Wuyou raised her blade to block, only to see the spikes explode into powder upon contact, threatening to envelop her face! Not good! Xia Wuyou inwardly knew of her vulnerability to gaseous attacks. During her previous encounters with Tang Shuang, a similar sleep-inducing gas had been employed against her. Though she had managed with a mask then, this purple dust was more troublesome! It was refined from "Rust Mist"! Her tactical mask offered filtration, but the pervasive "Rust Mist" was nearly impossible to defend against—even a bit could be disastrous. This attack demonstrated the ruthless measures of the "Forgotten Ones"—a group under survival pressure naturally forges lethal weapons. Fortunately, the training room was spacious enough to maneuver, allowing her to evade the incoming purple haze. Her blade turned, lunging towards Shen Qin once more. Each attack and counter was merely testing the waters. The results were not particularly comforting for either—Xia Wuyou realized Shen Qin’s tricky methods, while Shen Qin knew that Xia Wuyou hadn’t gone all out—after all, she too had a gun she had yet to draw. True to form, as Xia Wuyou advanced again, she simultaneously drew her own gun with her left hand, emptying the training rounds in an instant. This was an assessment, not a real battle; her firearm was loaded only with training paralysis rounds, but taking them all wouldn’t be pleasant. Naturally, Shen Qin avoided a head-on clash, rapidly sidestepping; however, Xia Wuyou shifted her trajectory, closing in from the flank, ultimately breaching Shen Qin’s proximity. The long-range exchange quickly morphed back into close-quarters combat, the roles of aggressor and defender flipping once again. Yet, to Xia Wuyou’s surprise, Shen Qin efficiently withstood her gravity domain’s influence, fighting back and forth in a seemingly unaffected manner. This result was unexpected; even considering her self-imposed restraint, prior opponents like Tang Shuang required combat clothing for protection. As they truly engaged in melee, Xia Wuyou noted that Shen Qin’s combat prowess in strength, speed, and defense was indeed on par with her own. Such formidable power belied Shen Qin’s seemingly frail appearance! With sharp eyes, Xia Wuyou noticed Shen Qin's usually deep black eyes now glowed blood-red, her expression abandoning its usual calm for a touch of madness. "Tch." Matching each other’s gaze, neither spoke as they let out a simultaneous "tch" before diving back into the frenetic struggle. … “Wow, combat specialists are truly something else.” The battle raging in the training arena was in full view of Xu Shi, safely observing from behind the glass. Watching the two women battle so fervently, oscillating between close-quarter skirmishes and long-distance exchanges, he found the spectacle thrilling. He finally had the opportunity to witness firsthand Shen Qin's unique abilities. “Blood Ignition Release” In essence, it's an ability that trades life force for a massive surge in combat power. The redness of Shen Qin’s eyes marked its activation, elevating her to a fierce level of intensity that Xu Shi could sense even through the glass. It somewhat resembled Chen Fang’s "Berserk Mode," another power-up transformational ability, but their effects were distinctly different. He saw clearly that upon activating her power, Shen Qin showcased impressive strength, speed, and shooting precision; she could even endure Xia Wuyou's domain, evidencing her robust defense. This touted "high defense" was something Xu Shi understood to some extent—it wasn't simply increased resilience but also a diminished sense of pain, allowing for heightened focus, although it didn’t make her invulnerable. Nevertheless, it was very powerful—could Chen Fang achieve such prowess? Clearly not; he couldn’t even withstand a single move from Xia Wuyou. The intelligence Xu Shi had didn’t cover the rating of Shen Qin’s ability, but from what he could observe, it was at least an A or even A+, aligning well with Xia Wuyou. Casting a broader view, similar warrior-type "Upgraders" would include someone like Tang Shuang. Arguably, in close combat or ranged skirmishes, all three—Xia Wuyou, Shen Qin, and Tang Shuang—stood out, each focusing on different aspects due to their unique abilities. Tang Shuang excelled at long-range assaults, primarily utilizing explosives to disorient opponents; melee combat was merely supplementary—engaged chiefly when bombs were impractical as seen during the previous conference incident. Xia Wuyou leaned the other way, reliant on proximity to exploit her full strength, with long-range attacks typically used for containment. Shen Qin, however, appeared to strike a balance between the two—her ranged abilities fell short of Tang Shuang’s, whereas her melee skills just trailed Xia Wuyou's, albeit more rounded overall. Her major drawback was overt—overextending life force was inherently flawed, her frail appearance stemming from this very cost. Well. Having discerned her capabilities, Xu Shi felt his objective was met; now, he could simply enjoy the entertaining scuffle of these beautiful fighters. Yet just at this juncture, The dynamics within the training room subtly shifted. Suddenly, both Xia Wuyou and Shen Qin, who had been fiercely pushing each other, began to intentionally withdraw their aggressive advances. Oh? Is the River Sister showing restraint too? (Chapter end)