Ning Le moved swiftly, thrusting his leg towards Qi Taiguo’s face, but Qi Taiguo was just as quick. He grabbed Ning Le’s leg and pulled forward, making Ning Le almost perform a split upon landing.
Even with his leg caught by Qi Taiguo, Ning Le remained unflustered. He twisted his body on the ground and nimbly spun around, sweeping his other leg towards Qi Taiguo’s legs.
"Good!"
Someone shouted out a cheer.
Qi Taiguo smirked coldly, not retreating but advancing instead. He lunged forward, swinging his fist towards Ning Le’s face.
Ning Le narrowly dodged it.
With that dodge, Qi Taiguo was already straddling him, both fists clenched, raining punches on Ning Le’s face like a storm. Ning Ge took two punches before quickly clamping Qi Taiguo with his feet and flipping him to the side. Not pausing for a moment, he flipped backward deftly and lunged forward at Qi Taiguo with a punch.
Little did he know, this was just Qi Taiguo’s deliberate trap to lure the enemy. As Ning Le lunged in, Qi Taiguo brought a high roundhouse kick towards Ning Le’s head.
Thud!
Ning Le spat out a mouthful of blood, and before he could gather himself, Qi Taiguo’s whirlwind kick was already before his eyes, too fast to be seen clearly.
Startled, Ning Le quickly used his hands to block, but by doing so, he had already lost.
Because blocking simply gave the opponent an opportunity to exploit, once a flaw was found, continuing could only lead to defeat.
Qi Taiguo’s spinning kick halted without landing, and he slowly set his leg down.
Ning Le stood in place, slightly dazed.
Qi Taiguo didn’t even look at him, only asked, "Anyone else want to be an opponent?"


VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife