Chapter 21: An Invitation to Join CWP

Chapter 21: An Invitation to Join CWP

The moment Min Long made his move, he deployed a complicated lethal technique.

His feet flashed and wheeled. At the same time, he crouched like a cat, formed tiger claws, coiled like a snake, swept with a dragon tail, and sprang like a monkey. Not a single muscle in his body sat idle.

His flexibility was extraordinary. He probably wanted to show off a flawless one-move finish in front of all those pretty girls—otherwise, against an ordinary person, there was no need for such an elaborate sequence.

Too bad I had that exact set of moves in my own arsenal. To me, his attack was like a math problem with the answer key leaked. The solution was sitting right there.

So I simply leaned back and kicked once, sending him flying straight out of the ring.

Bang—Min Long slammed hard into the floor.

The real damage was to his left ribs, where my kick had landed.

I’d used enough force to shatter them. I hadn’t held back at all.

In novels, masters test each other with a fraction of their strength. That doesn’t work for me. I use everything. And it looks especially clumsy—no form, no technique. Just one kick.

Then Min Long passed out.

I’d actually calculated the strike beforehand. Too many techniques would hand Liu Biao research material on me. I didn’t want to give him that.

I’m clumsy. All I know is how to kick people.

While everyone stood frozen in shock, they didn’t forget to rush over and help Min Long. Another combat habit the Sweepers had developed from coordinated operations.

Zhu Zhaojie covered her mouth, unable to make a sound.

The girls who had come with her all cried out in astonishment.

I turned, bowed with my palms together, and saluted the crowd.

Then I apologized to Min Long and everyone else.

I said I didn’t know how to fight and had never been trained, so I didn’t know how to pull my punches. He attacked me, so I kicked him once. Simple as that.

Liu Biao stared at me, incredulous.

Through same-frequency sensing, I caught his confusion. He hadn’t seen clearly whether this was dumb luck or whether I actually knew advanced martial arts.

Just like that, I’d broken Min Long’s lethal technique.

Min Long’s lethal technique was textbook-perfect. Every movement in his body had been flawless. There was only one opening: when he attacked, his whole body had to move in coordination, and for a single instant, his left ribs went unguarded. If you didn’t understand the sequence, you couldn’t break it. You wouldn’t even have time to think. Unless you were intimately familiar with the entire combination.

I stepped down from the ring and smiled at Liu Biao.

“Investigator Liu, you do have to keep your word.”

Liu Biao’s face darkened. “You still dare claim you don’t know martial arts? Forget it. We’ll talk when we get back.”

Liu Biao and I returned to the Cultural Intelligence Department.

News of the training ground fight had already reached here. After all, this was CWP’s base, its information hub. A lot of information was shared from person to person.

Team Leader Su was the first to come running. He stared at me in utter shock. “All we asked was for you to deliver some materials. How did you end up in a fight?”

I told him everything that had happened, including the fact that Zhu Zhaojie was my classmate.

It was true that Zhu Zhaojie was my classmate. Even if I didn’t mention it, they already knew.

I told the truth about the whole sequence of events.

And I wasn’t in the wrong.

Of course, this was still the first time a detained suspect from the Cultural Intelligence Department had beaten up a purge agent from the Eradication Department.

During normal training, even black-clad men from the Cultural Intelligence Department had a hard time beating black-clad men from the Eradication Department. Everyone had their specialty. The Eradication Department specialized in combat.

But I carried the combined abilities of a crowd now. Xuanhong’s included.

Of course, the main reason…