Hunter of Mysterious Creature

"Don't get distracted!"

Wang Xiyi shouted in a low voice. Her athletic body swiftly twisted, and her long tail swept upwards, viciously slamming into Sun Hang's chest!

Sun Hang was instantly knocked flying, his body solidly hitting the ropes before bouncing back, only to crash face-first into a long and white leg.

K. O.

Face down on the boxing ring, Sun Hang raised his hands and said in a muffled voice, "I surrender, I surrender, no more fighting."

In a situation where abilities were prohibited, Wang Xiyi, transformed into a human-shaped black dragon by a sinister meme, had an overwhelming advantage—whether it was endurance, explosive power, or nerve reflex speed, all far surpassed Sun Hang.

If we set the physical limits of a normal human at 10, then Sun Hang, enhanced by the Taishan meme, only had his self-recovery capacity standing out, with other stats ranging from 15 to 20. Meanwhile, the dragon girl equipped with the "perfect state" black dragon meme probably had physical stats reaching beyond 50.

A pure numbers beast.

Not to mention the tail that was longer than her height, able to attack Sun Hang from all kinds of tricky angles.

Although the tail feels great to stroke, one must not overlook the fact that it's a lethal weapon.

The dual crush of stats and mechanics left Sun Hang with not even a ten percent chance of victory.

This was even with Wang Xiyi intentionally holding back and not going all out—otherwise, Sun Hang would have been knocked off the ring in the first round.

"A man shouldn't admit he's incapable." Wang Xiyi teased Sun Hang, leaning down to grab his hand and helping him up from the ground, "I'm not done yet, let's go again!"

"I'm not going again." Sun Hang instantly flopped back to the ground, leaving only one arm held by Wang Xiyi, refusing to get up no matter what.

"The last round!" Wang Xiyi squatted beside Sun Hang and smacked his butt hard, "If you don't get up now, don't think about 'getting up' later."

"Is that a threat?" Sun Hang muttered.

"If you think it is, then it is," Wang Xiyi said with a smile.

"..."

Seeing Sun Hang seeming a bit hesitant, Wang Xiyi added, "How about this, I'll only use twenty percent of my strength. I just calculated it, my twenty percent strength is about equal to yours, you won't lose out."

"Really?"

"Really."

"And no tail!"

"No tail!" Wang Xiyi assured decisively.

"Alright, last round!" Sun Hang suddenly sprang to his feet, instantly restored to full vitality, taking a fighting stance.

...

"Uh-oh, Sun Hang has been tricked." Song Yarong grabbed a handful of chips and stuffed them into her mouth, chewing as she spoke, "Hope the next scene isn't too brutal."

"What's wrong? Is Mr. Wang's hand-to-hand combat skills very impressive?" Ye Jiu asked, "Oh, is there any sunflower seeds left? Give me some more."

"Not just impressive." Yang Qi handed a bunch of sunflower seeds to Ye Jiu, "In the previous bouts, Night Slayer dominated Sun Hang purely with absolute strength, so you can't see much of her technique... But you don't know, back when Night Slayer first came to Tianfu City, she challenged every combat training center, martial arts school, and fight club in the city in a month and never lost a match."

"Bullying ordinary people as an infected, nothing to brag about, right?" Ye Jiu asked puzzledly.

"No... She also deliberately suppressed her strength at that time, reportedly only using ten percent strength, which was enough to achieve victory," Yang Qi sighed.

"Ten percent? Even ten percent of her strength is overwhelming for ordinary people, isn't it?" Ye Jiu expertly cracked open a sunflower seed, tossing the kernel into his mouth.

"Back then, her black dragon meme hadn't 'perfectly awakened' yet... The ten percent strength level roughly equated to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, fitting her age at that time. Without revealing her identity, those defeated by her wouldn't have imagined the one who bested them was an infected one," Yang Qi said, "I was still studying in Chunming City then, these things were told by my teacher."

"Is she really that formidable? Hearing this makes me want to spar with her myself." Ye Jiu said excitedly, "I can't beat Sun Hang, surely I can beat Mr. Wang!"

"You really can't beat him... Without using abilities, you can't use your sinister apparatus either. But if you were to use abilities, do you think you can withstand her Dragon Breath?" Ye Xuan, who had been silently watching the boxing ring, spoke.

When it came to bashing her brother, she was always relentless.

"Eek..." Ye Jiu recalled the fiery white flames in the glass dome that day and instinctively shrank his neck, "Nevermind, give me more sunflower seeds... Being an audience member is good, very good."

"But I'm curious, where did Night Slayer learn those combat skills?" Ye Xuan glanced at Yang Qi and asked.

Nowadays, combat skills are generally divided into two types: military combat techniques taught in the army, which are standard killing techniques, lacking any frills, aiming directly at vital spots to swiftly and efficiently eliminate opponents—obviously, Wang Xiyi didn't use this kind during her venue challenges, or there would have been fatalities.

As for the other type, mainly used in competitions, performances, or exercise—civilian combat techniques—these can be learned in many places, even online having many, both standard and non-standard "training tutorials."