Chapter 222: An Intense Battle, A Narrow Victory, and a Prankster's Club Invitation (4K)

Chapter 222: An Intense Battle, A Narrow Victory, and a Prankster's Club Invitation (4K)



Xue Jing unleashed a thunderous punch infused with fiery inflammation, which was caught by Ogas Suzika, who deflected it upwards with an open palm, causing it to change direction.

A pale golden dragon-shaped energy dragon leaped out from his fist, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, soaring into the sky and piercing a huge hole in the ceiling. Its momentum remained unabated as it extended for hundreds of meters.

"Boom!"

"What powerful force!" Ogas Suzika exclaimed in awe, his eyes sparkling as he unconsciously praised in the Far East language.

As he spoke, his right hand swiftly transformed from an open palm to a penetrating strike, aiming at Xue Jing's abdomen.

"Ogas Style: Princess Kaguya's Branch—"

Vividly colored jewels seemed to materialize in his palm, shimmering with radiant light.

Xue Jing simultaneously reached out and grabbed his penetrating strike. In that instant, he felt an almost unstoppable force as if he were grasping not a human hand, but the horn of a charging rhinoceros.

However, if it had truly been a rhinoceros, he could have easily pinned it down with just one finger. Unfortunately, it wasn't, and Xue Jing instantly realized that this attack was not one he could forcefully withstand.

So, he decided not to block it at all.

He relaxed his feet, no longer gripping the ground, and allowed his entire body to be pushed back by the force of Ogas Suzika's strike. His right hand maintained its grip on Ogas Suzika's penetrating strike, or rather, it hung onto it like a hook.

As a result, he was pushed back by Ogas Suzika's force, crashing through the wall with a boom, and still, it didn't stop there. He continued through several buildings until they were dozens of meters away from the Wakamiya Dojo, out on the street.

Throughout this process, he kept a firm grip on Ogas Suzika's strike, maintaining his posture without allowing any part of it to come within a hair's breadth of his abdomen.

The commotion attracted the attention of countless passersby on the street.

"What's going on? A fight?"

"Hey, isn't that Ogas Suzika?"

The Wakamiya Dojo was located in Area A3, where the residents were either wealthy or influential, and they tended to be better informed than most. Many of them recognized the third heir of the Ogas conglomerate.

"That martial arts fanatic is fighting someone again... Why is it so intense this time? Usually, it's over in an instant."

The onlookers were curious but also understood the dangers of approaching a battle between such powerful individuals. So, they kept their distance and watched from afar.

However, they soon realized that even watching from a distance wasn't entirely safe.

"Flame Chain: Burning Wheel—"

"Pristine Early Flow: Scarlet Dyed Crimson—"

"Boom!"

A circular blast wave erupted between Xue Jing and Ogas Suzika, spreading outward and engulfing everything within dozens of meters. Centered on the two combatants, the explosion sent tables, chairs, trees, and houses flying, shredding them into pieces that became part of the blast wave, extending over a hundred meters.

"Ahhhh!"

Several passersby who were a little too close were caught in the blast wave and sent flying, their terrified screams filling the air as they struggled to regain control.

A Far East youth named Wakamiya Taihei swiftly moved to intercept the flying people, his agile maneuvers saving them from harm as he gently lowered them to the ground.

He glanced at the two young combatants who were now engaged in a fierce battle, ignoring their surroundings, and sighed with a headache.

"Young Master... If you continue like this, you might inadvertently cause an international incident."

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The deafening explosions echoed continuously as the two figures fought, their battle taking them from the sky to the ground and back again.

Each clash of fists and feet was like a detonating bomb, forcing the air to compress and creating brief spherical vacuums. Countless vacuums formed and were filled in rapid succession, generating violent gusts of wind—a terrifying force that could alter the weather.

Although the two combatants tried to contain the battle near the Wakamiya Dojo, the extent of the destruction was unimaginable. Anything that came within ten meters of them was reduced to rubble, and even at a distance of over a hundred meters, there was still a risk of being affected by the battle.

Xue Jing had faced many opponents since he began his martial arts journey, and most of them were either swiftly defeated or completely crushed by him. Rarely had he encountered someone who could truly match him and engage in a thrilling, protracted battle, especially when it came to martial artists. Even someone like Jiao Hongyuan, who was supposed to be a powerful Incomplete Break-Limit Master, had been swiftly defeated by the combined efforts of Xue Jing and his senior brother.

As a result, Xue Jing had never truly experienced the thrill of a martial artist's evenly matched, exhilarating duel.

Until now.

Attacking, parrying, and countering... it was fast, incredibly fast, at a speed that defied belief.

Xue Jing's pupils dilated to their maximum, and his limbs became mere afterimages. Each move and technique he executed was a masterpiece, a strike that would be impossible for an ordinary martial artist to withstand.

But Xue Jing and Ogas Suzika continued their relentless exchange of blows, each moving with incredible speed and frequency of several dozen to a hundred times per second.

"The Suzaku School of Godly Agility... Though I knew this style excelled in speed, I never expected it to reach such an extraordinary level."

Xue Jing believed his speed had already peaked, yet he found himself on the defensive most of the time. With actions occurring several dozen to a hundred times per second, only about a quarter of his moves were offensive.

If not for his Level 10 Aim, granting him exceptional dynamic vision, he wouldn't have been able to keep up with this terrifyingly rapid combat pace.

And even now, though he could match the pace, he found himself at a disadvantage.

Of course, speed was just one aspect of combat power, and Xue Jing was merely testing Ogas Suzika in his forte to see if he could achieve a more convincing victory.

Since he couldn't find a breakthrough in this area, it was time to change tactics.

Xue Jing deliberately slowed his movements, feigning an inability to keep up with the intense battle rhythm. Finally, he created an opening, exposing a gap in his defense.

Without hesitation, Ogas Suzika seized the opportunity and struck Xue Jing's chest with an open palm.

"Pu—"

The blow created a vacuum in the air, testifying to its power. However, instead of a loud, dramatic sound, there was only a muffled thud as it connected with Xue Jing's chest.

The next moment, Xue Jing's entire body trembled, his bones emitting a low, rumbling thunder as he endured, absorbed, and transformed the force of the blow.

Canglong Style: Sealing Cloud Tail.

Instead of retaliating with a punch, Xue Jing channeled his momentum, wrapping his body in kinetic energy and utilizing his absolute control with the True Martial Spirit to unleash a combination of Cyclone Thunder and Shaking Star Fire. At the same time, his body erupted in colorful flames.

He reached out with his left hand, grabbing Ogas Suzika's wrist and immobilizing it in front of him. Then, with his right hand raised, he aimed his elbow at Ogas Suzika's neck.

"Flame-Linked Color: Thunderous Heat Blade!"

This was a strike powerful enough to kill an Incomplete Break-Limit Master like Jiao Hongyuan. Although it lacked the accompaniment of Shadowflame and Dragon Thunder, it was still Xue Jing's strongest combination at the moment.

With his wrist trapped, Ogas Suzika couldn't escape and knew he had no choice but to take this seemingly devastating attack head-on.

He remained calm and raised his other hand to block the Thunderous Heat Blade, which was enveloped in colorful flames.

"My Style: Immortal Smoke—"

"Swoosh—"

Unexpectedly, Xue Jing felt no impact, not even the sensation of his blow being deflected, as if he had struck cotton or a cloud of mist.

He hesitated slightly, then realized that Ogas Suzika had somehow slipped out of his grasp and was now standing at a distance.

Ogas Suzika's current state didn't look good. His left sleeve was torn, revealing his pale arm, which had a deep, bone-deep cut from palm to elbow, oozing translucent, viscous blood.

"Xue Jing, you've truly surprised me," Ogas Suzika said, his eyes softening as he gazed at Xue Jing, his excitement causing his cheeks to flush, exuding a charm that surpassed that of a woman.

He gently ran his right hand over his injured left hand, his fingers staining with blood, which he then brought to his lips, creating a bloody lip stain. His already exquisite features now held an even more alluring allure.

Xue Jing's expression turned strange.

This guy... Not only does he look feminine, but his actions are so effeminate as well.

"I wish we could just keep fighting like this until the end of time... But unfortunately, it has to end here for today."

Ogas Suzika seemed to sense something and sighed regretfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, a multitude of piercing sirens blared from all directions. From the sky and the ground, dozens of police cars and aircraft surrounded Xue Jing and Ogas Suzika.

"Don't move! Put your hands up!"

After the vehicles came to a halt, dozens of law enforcement officers and security personnel in blast suits emerged, aiming various firearms at the two combatants, creating an inescapable net of weapons.

Facing the barrage of guns, a situation that most would find overwhelming, Xue Jing remained unperturbed, merely thinking to himself:

"The response time in Area A3 is indeed impressive... As expected of a wealthy district."

At that moment, one of the security officers, apparently a commander, recognized Ogas Suzika and exclaimed in surprise. He immediately waved his hand and ordered:

"Everyone, lower your weapons!"

The officers obeyed, and the commander also lowered his pistol before hurrying over to Ogas Suzika and asking in a low voice:

"Mr. Ogas, what's going on?

Ogas Suzika was quite displeased that his battle with Xue Jing had been interrupted, and his expression turned cold as he glanced at the commander.

However, he knew that there was nothing that could be done, and he spoke softly, "I'm sorry. I got a little carried away sparring with my friend here, and our actions were a bit excessive... I will compensate for all the damage caused today."

As Ogas Suzika dealt with the enforcement officers, Xue Jing turned his attention to the cat that had suddenly appeared and jumped onto his shoulder.

"You two monsters certainly made quite a ruckus," the cat remarked, looking around at the chaos.

Within a radius of 100 meters from the Wakamiya Dojo, the area was riddled with craters, broken buildings, snapped trees, and a plowed ground that bore the brunt of the battle. It looked as though two modernized armies had engaged in a fierce street fight.

"I know," Xue Jing replied casually. "This opponent isn't one that I can easily control, so I couldn't contain the extent of the damage."

As he spoke, he opened his panel to check his rewards.

[You emerged slightly victorious in an intense and evenly matched battle. True Martial Experience +2672]



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[Aiming Experience +2346]



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[Observation • True Experience +1688]



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This rare, exhilarating battle, though interrupted and not very long, had yielded a substantial amount of experience.

Closing the panel, Xue Jing turned his attention to Ogas Suzika, who had finished dealing with the enforcement officers and was now approaching him.

"Mr. Xue, I apologize. My home isn't exactly the best place for a spar, and our match will have to be concluded at the tournament." Ogas Suzika said apologetically.

Xue Jing also knew that they couldn't continue today, so he nodded and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave."

"Hold on, Mr. Xue," Ogas Suzika said, raising his hand in a gesture asking him to wait.

He smiled and said, "Since you're already here, please come in and have some of my Okinumusha tea... I also have some matters I'd like to discuss with you."

[...]



Inside the dojo, Ogas Suzika, having changed into a white haori due to his previous clothes being torn by Xue Jing's Thunder Heat Blade, knelt on the ground with impeccable posture and began the process of preparing tea.

Xue Jing sat cross-legged across from him, watching his serene and focused movements, which seemed more like a devout believer offering incense to the Buddha than someone preparing tea.

"Please."

Xue Jing picked up the cup of tea that exuded a faint, refreshing fragrance and took a small sip.

He didn't know much about tea, and his impression of the taste was that it was milder than the teas he had drunk before, but he had no particular thoughts about it.

"Suzika-san, what did you want to talk to me about?" Xue Jing asked softly.

Ogas Suzika smiled, not minding the slightly mocking 'san' suffix that Xue Jing had added to his name, and said, "Mr. Xue, have you ever heard of the 'Prankster's Club'?"

At this, Xue Jing's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The Prankster's Club?

Ai Qing A Meng had mentioned it to him once before, describing it as a world-class terrorist organization filled with lunatics, and she had specifically instructed him to stay away from any involvement with them.

Why was Ogas Suzika bringing this up? Xue Jing thought for a moment before replying, "I've heard of it."

Ogas Suzika clapped his hands and laughed, "That's wonderful... Mr. Xue, I hereby invite you to join us, the 'Prankster's Club,' and become one of our members!"

Xue Jing was taken aback, his expression one of bewilderment as he said, "Wait, are you a member of the Prankster's Club?"

The third heir of the Ogas Conglomerate, one of the six major conglomerates that controlled the Far East, a person of immense power and influence standing at the pinnacle of the world, was actually a member of an international terrorist organization?

And he was so direct about it, with no attempt to hide it.

What was he up to?

Ogas Suzika nodded, "Indeed."

"Won't there be a problem if you just tell me like this?" Xue Jing asked, perplexed.

"Mr. Xue, this isn't something to be ashamed of," Ogas Suzika said, a gentle smile on his handsome face. "Our purpose is to 'make the world a more exciting place'... There's a deeper meaning to it."

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(End of Chapter)

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