Ace of the Dragon Division - Chapter 217

Chapter 217: I Won’t Forgive You

That said, Xu Cheng dropped his arm, caught Wu Hao’s leg, and then with a roar, he picked up Wu Hao’s body and swung him out.

On the screen, Wu Hao’s big body was swung out for about 8 meters before crashing into a tree. Wu Hao had never understood how Yan Wei felt when the latter was sent flying by Xu Cheng with one fist, and he even thought Yan Wei exaggerated. But, when he was sent flying, he finally understood what Yan Wei meant. When his body crashed into the tree, which almost broke him apart, all he could think was two words, “Fack you!”

Instructor Yan looked at Commander Zhou’s wide-open mouth and said, “At least Wu Hao touched Xu Cheng; he should be happy about it.”

Commander Zhou narrowed his eyes at his mocking words.

Remembering that he couldn’t even touch one hair of Xu Cheng when he fought with him outside the dorm building, Instructor Yan thought it was the most humiliating experience for him. Imagine in a fight that you couldn’t even touch a corner of your opponent’s clothes while your opponent punched and kicked you again and again; you’d want to die at the humiliation. For a high-level fighter, it was the cruelest torture!

Hearing Wu Hao’s scream, Yan Wei and Wang Ying immediately attacked grimly. Having been beaten by Xu Cheng once, Yan Wei didn’t fight him head-on; instead, he threw a fake punch. Before Xu Cheng’s hand could touch him, he immediately withdrew his fist and gave Wang Ying the opportunity.

With a scissors kick, Wang Ying caught Xu Cheng’s ankle with her legs and twisted. Caught off guard as he was facing Yan Wei, Xu Cheng stumbled and knelt on one knee. Wang Ying got up and caught Xu Cheng’s waist with her strong legs and then strangled his neck from behind. When she pulled out the dagger to cut his throat, Xu Cheng slapped down her dagger.

He said through his clenched teeth, “I don’t hit women!”

With her whole body pressing down on his back, Wang Ying caught his waist with her legs while her hands held his neck, keeping him down with her butt on his spine. Half kneeling, Xu Cheng couldn’t straighten his back nor stand up.

It looked like Xu Cheng was at a disadvantage, but he still said those words. Angrily, Wang Ying pressed down with more force, yelling, “I’ll show you women are not weak.”

The instructor of the 8th MR said as he watched the video, “Ying’s melee combat skill is like the movements of a python; she can flexibly entangle her limbs around her opponent and then tense up all her muscles, which can restrain any high-level opponent. She knows Xu Cheng’s great strength and has especially practiced this melee restraining method to deal with him. So long as Xu Cheng’s hands and feet are restrained, he will lose most of his power.”

Instructor Yan said in disgust, “That’s despicable.”

On the battlefield, Wang Ying yelled at Yan Wei in a low voice, “What are you waiting for?”

Nodding, Yan Wei picked up the dagger to cut Xu Cheng’s throat and eliminate him. At this moment, Xu Cheng indeed didn’t get out of Wang Ying’s restraint, not because he didn’t want to but that he was afraid of hurting Wang Ying. After all, if he break out with force, he would break Wang Ying’s limbs.

But when Yan Wei dashed up to eliminate him, Xu Cheng couldn’t give him a chance; roaring, his knelt leg supported up his body, letting him headbutt Yan Wei’s stomach.

“Auch…”

Yan Wei lost his balance as his internal organs shifted positions, sending frantic signals to his brain. Showing the white of his eyes, he retched as his whole body flew backward and the dagger flew out of his hand. As he flew through the air dizzily, the memories of how Xu Cheng had sent him flying with one fist came back to his mind. This time however, the fist changed into an iron head while he was again sent flying like a fragile kite…

Commander Zhou watched with wide eyes as another main soldier of his flew out. The instructor sitting beside him opened his mouth so wide that two eggs could be stuck into it. They wondered if the spectator camera was glitching; why did the people on the screen keep flying left and right?

Instructor Yan patted his forehead and said, “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Xu Cheng has an iron-like head even when his legs and hands are restrained. I had restrained him just as Wang Ying is doing, but later I found that his head can be used as a weapon as well.”

Commander Zhou gave him a dirty look as if he was saying resentfully, “Why didn’t you mention that earlier?!”

Teasingly, Instructor Yan said to the instructor of the 8th MR, “I think Xu Cheng’s only weakness is his little jj. Next year, you can let Wang Ying deal with his weakness with her bottomless hole.”

The instructor of the 8th MR almost spewed blood; he said with a snort, “Let’s see if Xu Cheng can survive until then.”

At this moment, Commander Xie added in a mocking tone, “Your words sound familiar. It seems that the commanders of the 28th MR, 33rd MR, and 13th MR all said those words, but what happened? Even Old Biao cursed.”

Not expecting Xu Cheng could fight with his head, frantically Wang Ying looked toward a retching Yan Wei and asked in concern, “Are you dead? If not, come on and eliminate him.”

Still retching, Yan Wei cursed, “Fack you! Xu Cheng, what’s your damned head made of?”

Xu Cheng said to Wang Ying, who had her arms and legs around him, “I really don’t want to smash your small head like a watermelon with the back of my head. You better let go. You can’t restrain me; our strengths are not in the same league.”

At this moment, Wu Hao who had just woken up behind Xu Cheng yelled at the remaining teammates, “Fire!”

The eight soldiers aimed at Xu Cheng, but he withdrew his hands, stood up swiftly, and turned around, making Wang Ying who was dangling on his back a shooting target. Her back was made a sieve by the empty shells.

“You’re eliminated.” Hearing the words, Wang Ying almost passed out in fury.

To make things worse, Xu Cheng tossed the words at her, “You still won’t come down?”

Not wanting to beat her, he had to use some help from others to eliminate her.

Furious, Wang Ying didn’t loosen her grip. “I just won’t come down. Now that I’m dead and became a vengeful ghost; I’ll haunt you.”

Xu Cheng: “…”

The referee’s voice came in Wang Ying’s earpiece, “Stop messing around.”

Resentfully, Wang Ying got down from Xu Cheng and gave him a dirty look; then she lay down to pretend to be dead.

The moment she got down, Xu Cheng was exposed to the guns of the eight soldiers again. Wu Hao yelled, “Fire!”

When the 8 soldiers began to shoot, Xu Cheng pulled up Wang Ying from the ground and conveniently used her as a shield again. As the bullets shot onto Wang Ying’s body, she almost wept at the pain.

Then, he carried her as his shield to block the bullets as he ran; when he was completely out of the firing range, he put Wang Ying on the grass and left.

Covered in bullet paint, Wang Ying wept at the pain like a pitiful woman who had just been treated unfairly. “Ahhh… Xu Cheng, you bastard. You made me get down and then used me to block the bullets. After I get out of here, I’ll make you pay. Ahh…”