393 One Move Lef

"Impossible… How could he defeat Wu in ten moves?"

"Wu Jiechao might be unable to secure an advantage, but he isn't really losing either…"

"I'll pay thirty million to learn Chen Xiaobei's rod skill if he really defeats Wu Jiechao in ten moves!" 

...…..

None of them believed Luo Puti, but Wu Jiechao himself knew better –she was indeed telling the truth.

They may look evenly matched in appearance, but Chen Xiaobei had been forcing his every move. The brat might not need ten moves to beat him, and there was but one explanation for this: Chen Xiaobei's skill at the rod was better than his.

*Whoosh*

Realizing his impending defeat, Wu Jiechao shifted his rhythm and aimed his leg at Chen Xiaobei's crotch.

"Huh? You dare use that move on me?" Chen Xiaobei raised his eyebrow and stared at Wu Jiechao with a smug face. It should be noted that Bro Bei was the master of Nutbusters, anyone else who used it against him was stepping into a trap.

*Thud!*

Chen Xiaobei was one with the Nutbuster. He could use it against any opponent from any angle and defend against any aimed at his own crotch.

*Thud!*

*Thud!*

*Thud!*

Chen Xiaobei stopped the cheap move, but Wu Jiechao did not give up and started to fight with every limb. However, even that failed to gain him any advantage.

To sum things up, his rod skill was weaker than Chen Xiaobei's, and now the brat also proved formidable with his legs. With starred skills such as Nutbuster and God Strength King Kong Kick at the younger man's disposal, there was little question as to why Wu Jiechao was still losing.

"My word! Look at the way his legs move!"

"Beautiful! I think his feet are even more flexible than the hands of any ordinary person!"

"I'll pay fifty million to learn that footwork if Chen Xiaobei agrees to it!" 

"Luo Puti was right! The outcome of this fight will be decided in ten moves!"

"Eight… Seven… Six… Five…"

The spectators started counting down as they watched the fight keenly. They also stopped belittling Chen Xiaobei as admiration and respect replaced their mocking expressions.

A youth like him, with his tenacious health and formidable skill would eventually become a bearer of hope, and a super-elite whose every move would echo across Jianghu.

Naturally, everyone in the room fawned over him.

"Motherfucker! There's no way I would lose!" Wu Jiechao was now both furious and embarrassed as he realized that there was no way he could win. "I'm the heir of the Qing Wu Faction! I'll never suffer the ignominy of losing to a fruit farmer like you!" He screamed hysterically.

*Swoosh*

Unable to care about anything anymore, Wu Jiechao summoned his True Qi and poured a stream of the green power into his rod, increasing its damage potential tremendously. He then swung it at Chen Xiaobei's chest without any hesitation!

"Oh, no!" Luo Puti exclaimed in shock and began to screamed madly.

"Wu Jiechao! You despicable brute! How dare you break your own promise of no True Qi usage in this battle?"

She had also unleashed her own True Qi to keep Wu Jiechao's True Qi at bay, but she was too late to save Chen Xiaobei.

*Pow!*

Wu Jiechao mustered every inch of his strength to hit Chen Xiaobei's chest!

"Xiaobei!!!" Luo Puti screamed in fear.

The chest was amongst the most vulnerable parts in human anatomy, and  Chen Xiaobei would definitely be injured severely even if he possessed ten thousand health!

If the strike was light, his muscles and bones would be damaged; if it struck deep, his heart and lungs would be ruined.

Either way, he would be crippled permanently.

"How… How is this possible?!"

Just as everyone thought that Wu Jiechao had managed to land a fatal blow on Chen Xiaobei, he screamed hysterically as if he had seen a ghost.

Furthermore, although he did strike true on Chen Xiaobei's chest, his opponent remained unmoved. In fact, the younger man was even laughing darkly. "What a shameless and despicable bastard!"

"How… How did this happen?" Wu Jiechao could not comprehend what he saw. It was clear that Chen Xiaobei had used the Ultimate Protective Puppet right then – he knew that Wu Jiechao would break their one rule sooner or later, which was why he armed the puppet while preparing to go on the counter. 

"Chan Master Rod Lifting Skill!" Chen Xiaobei roared and raised his rod, aimed directly at his opponent's crotch!

*Pow!*

Every man in the room tightened their thighs subconsciously! The move may not hurt as much as the Nutbuster, but it was enough to make Wu Jiechao drop his rod, clutching his crotch.

"Ouch… Ouch… You son of a bitch… How dare you aim for my dick?!" Wu Jiechao held his groin in agony; his legs were bent, and he was unable to straighten himself.

"Hehe… But I still have two more moves left!" Chen Xiaobei chortled ominously, and then yelled: "God Strength King Kong Kick!"

He leapt into the air and landed a perfect side foot into Wu Jiechao's face again.

"Ouch…" Wu Jiechao spun onto the floor like a whipping top. He then fell onto a table beside him, seeing stars.

"One move left!" Chen Xiaobei declared with his eyebrows raised. Swinging the rod, he looked for that perfect spot and then stabbed his weapon into it with one hand.

"Destroy the Dragon Nest!" He yelled.

*Thud*

A certain orifice in Wu Jiechao was deeply penetrated.

*Oof…*

Everyone tightened their anuses as they looked at Wu Jiechao in apprehension. That move called 'Destroy the Dragon Nest' was vicious!

"Ouch… Son of a bitch… I'm going to kill you no matter what… Ouch…" Wu Jiechao laid on the table and squealed like a pig. His crotch and anus were utterly wrecked – every slight movement was torment.

"Please, keep provoking me!" Chen Xiaobei stared at him chillingly and pushed the rod a little deeper.

"Ouch… It fucking hurts… No provoking… Please… Stop it…" Wu Jiechao moaned, his mind breaking.

"Do you yield?" Chen Xiaobei twisted the rod, and Wu Jiechao began to bawl like a baby.