112 Lesson.
Shi Lang had knocked down the commanding officer of their base in just one kick and the soldiers had learned a lot from what he just said. As they were registering the moment in their minds, Amelia came over and watched everyone standing in silence, she asked, “What happened?”
Shi Lang turned his head around to watch her but the expression on his face was not a pleasant one. He exerted strength in his legs and moved to the side quickly. The moment he took his eyes off Tiberius, the man sprawled on the floor quickly managed to wake up and attack him. Tiberius did not care about the fact that Yuu had announced the match in favor of Shi Lang.
He hated sneak attacks, however, the fault was his, he let down his guard without confirming that the opponent was solved. The crowd was taken by surprise one more time. They did not expect that their commanding officer would play possum. He faked his defeat to catch the opponent unprepared.
Too bad he missed the chance. Yuu commented from the side, “Lesson?”
Shi Lang replied, “Learned. Time to reciprocate the gesture.”
Tiberius charged forward at Shi Lang and the latter welcomed him, however, he did not wish to settle this quickly. He was going to make sure this man crawls on his feet and admits defeat. Shi Lang loosened his clenched knuckles and began to fight in close combat.
The crowd parted and allowed Amelia to stand in the front row to watch the two men brawling over her. Well, this was unnecessary as she had no ideas about Tiberius but since he insisted, then who was she to stop him.
Shi Lang fought with his palms open, this helped him divert and distribute the impact better while at the same time, the soft and hard principles he implied troubled Tiberius a lot as well. Shi Lang did not take a step back while facing the attack, he would move his feet but shift the wait for his body.
After three minutes, when Tiberius revealed a smirk and changed his attack from punches and retreated to create some room and kick Shi Lang, the latter stepped in and delivered a punch right between the chest cavity.
Tiberius still retreated and raised his leg to kick at Shi Lang’s waist, but when the leg came in contact with Shi Lang’s body, he could not exert the strength he desired in his attack. The young boy smiled and said, “The earlier palms that landed on your body were not to frisk you, they were to block some of your blood vessels, and the punch just now, disrupted your breathing. You taught me a very important lesson, in a battle of life and death, there will be no judge, there will be no proctor. That means until the enemy is dead, the fight is on.”
Tiberius sensed a strange cold radiating from the eyes of the boy in front of him. Never had he ever sensed something like this. This was not a look people gave to the one they want to kill, but to the one who they already consider dead. That unfeeling, cold, indifferent gaze, that strikes fear in one’s heart.
Tiberius was rambled by the gaze. After the punch, his breathing was disrupted and his limbs had lost strength. He took a step back to retreat but he fell down on his butt. Shi Lang slowly walked forward, one step at a time. His lips were moving but Tiberius could not listen to what he was saying. His mind was overtaken by fear for his life.
He was covered in sweat as if he had showered. This reaction of his, to one gaze, shocked the people. They did not understand the pressure put on by Shi Lang as they were not looked back at directly, however, Amelia could tell that her guy was not in his usual character. She wanted to say something when a slender yet calloused palm waved in front of her.
Yuu stopped her. She spoke, “Enough.” the might of one syllable was enough to shake off Shi Lang’s aura over Tiberius. The man regained his bearings, still shaken, and said in a hoarse voice, “I admit defeat.”
Then he stood up and slowly left the place after saluting Yuu and Shi Lang. Yuu gazed at Shi Lang and said, “Get ready, Dalia has called you over.”
Shi Lang nodded and turned to cast a gaze at Amelia. The girl watched his smile and a smile emerged on her face too. Shi Lang winked at her and sent her a flying kiss, she blushed and waved her fist at him. Then with a wave, he left the place to go to the camp and take his medicine to try and breakthrough to the five-star Terran realm.
The two of them had a good enough tactic understanding and did not need to communicate with their words.
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Shi Lang came to the camp and got inside the infirmary to meet Dalia. The lady was waiting there for him with a small vail filled with red liquid. Shi Lang gazed at the wail and said, “This medicine is just an experimental one, but do not worry if it failed to help you it will not harm you. Then you can take a gene enhancement serum to get past this level.”
Shi Lang nodded and with a sigh walked closer to her. Dalia stopped him and pointed at a chair, which had a lot of straps on it. The youth cast her a questioning gaze and the lady said, “What if the drug made you agitated and you destroyed the place?”
He learned another lesson, never to trust the people in this camp. He sat down on the chair and Dalia fastened the straps around him. Then she said, “Injection or oral?”
Shi Lang replied, “Injection.” he did not know what this medicine was made from and how so he would rather not take it orally.
Dalia smirked and patted his shoulder as she said, “Attaboy.”
Shi Lang realized that he yet again made a grave mistake. Picking up a choice presented by her without question the reasons. He realized that life itself was a lesson. A never-ending one at that.