Chapter 185: Attack His Belief

"There's a condition called 'Wutong Zheng'," Qiao Jia Jin said. "It sounds like a special ability, one I've envied for a long time, being someone who loves to fight. But later, a smart person told me that people with this disease have an extremely high mortality rate."

Xiao Xiao's face darkened, and she remained silent.

"Because people with this condition can't sense danger at all. Pain is humanity's self-protection mechanism, but you've thrown it away," Qiao Jia Jin moved his neck and said, "I kicked your leg and broke it, and you didn't even try to dodge. Is that really a special ability?"

"My leg... is broken?" Xiao Xiao asked, stunned.

Qiao Jia Jin stepped forward and said with a smile, "Big girl, I'll say it again—give up."

Xiao Xiao felt the other person's aura had completely transformed.

At that moment, his dangerous presence had intensified significantly.

"Give up, and you won't have to die," Qiao Jia Jin said, emphasizing each word.

After a few seconds of thought, Xiao Xiao swallowed hard. This man was too terrifying.

Now... perhaps there was only one way to take him down.

"Luo Shiyi, take back 'Wang You'!" Xiao Xiao shouted coldly.

"I can take it back, but I'm still getting paid!" Luo Shiyi yelled from a distance.

"Shut up."

In just a few seconds, Xiao Xiao felt pain surging through her entire body.

Her leg, chin, temple, ribs, and fingers all throbbed with excruciating pain simultaneously.

"Urgh..." She grunted, taking several seconds to regain her composure before lifting her eyes and glaring coldly at Qiao Jia Jin.

Qiao Jia Jin snorted.

Just as he was about to step forward and finish her off, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Now, his own leg, chin, temple, and fingers were faintly aching.

Qiao Jia Jin took a step forward without changing his expression, only to find his right leg had gone numb.

He had been hit.

The opponent's ability seemed to transfer pain.

What should he do now?

Qiao Jia Jin's heart started racing. All the pain from the other person's injuries had shifted to him, and one misstep could create a huge opening.

"Swindler, it's time to borrow 'Da Nao' from you," Qiao Jia Jin thought to himself.

Qi Xia's voice slowly echoed in Qiao Jia Jin's ear: "If you're in a desperate situation, try to make the opponent doubt themselves."

Qiao Jia Jin took a deep breath, steadied his mind, endured the intense pain throughout his body, and strode forward.

Seeing the man approaching without a change in expression, Xiao Xiao sensed something was amiss.

She immediately extended her right hand and struck her own leg hard.

Qiao Jia Jin realized everything the moment she attacked. He stopped in his tracks and stood still.

Sure enough, that strike sent a sharp pain through his thigh.

Yet, he remained expressionless.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Jia Jin asked, feigning confusion. "Can't beat me, so you're harming yourself? Is that okay?"

"What...?" Xiao Xiao widened her eyes. She felt her "Hui Xiang" should have worked, but why was the other person completely unaffected?

Without time to think more, she pulled a handful of capsules from her pants pocket and shoved them into her mouth.

"Smug guy... you might not remember how you died last time..." After saying that, she bit down and swallowed them all.

These were overdosed metronidazole capsules, which could cause limb paralysis, abnormal sensations, and mental confusion.

Soon, Qiao Jia Jin felt a violent dizziness in his brain, and his hands and feet gradually lost sensation. Still, he wore a puzzled expression on his face.

"Poisoning yourself?" He paused and said with a smile, "Big girl, you could just give up. There's no need for this."

Though his words were tough, sweat slowly beaded on Qiao Jia Jin's forehead. He was concentrating every bit of his energy to keep from falling over—this felt worse than downing a hundred bottles of beer.

He slowly extended his right hand, but to his eyes, it was his left hand that moved. Without showing any surprise, he used his left hand to shove the opponent hard.

"I don't have time to waste with you," Qiao Jia Jin said, "Are you giving up or not?"

Xiao Xiao stared at the man in front of her in disbelief, feeling as if her "Hui Xiang" had vanished.

But... was it possible he was just toughing it out?

Qiao Jia Jin noticed Xiao Xiao's expression and knew her belief was starting to waver.

It was only one step away from completely shattering her resolve.

But that final step was the hardest.

If he didn't show some thunderous move, how would Xiao Xiao believe him?

As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold.

Qiao Jia Jin struggled to control his left and right legs, slowly backing up a few steps. Under Xiao Xiao's shocked gaze, he dashed toward her at full speed.

Then, he planted his feet firmly on the ground and leaped up, kneeing her in the chest.

In his mind, the plan was to hit Xiao Xiao's chin with his right leg, but instead, it was his left leg that struck her chest.

After landing, Qiao Jia Jin staggered a few steps before steadying himself.

His whole body was in agony, especially his chest—the impact had stopped his breathing.

He cursed inwardly: "Even after practicing martial arts for so many years, I've never tried kneeing myself... Turns out my own power is this fierce?"

Qiao Jia Jin paused, took a deep breath, and asked, "Big girl, do you... submit?"

Hearing the question, Xiao Xiao's expression changed to one of horror.

The next second, the pain on Qiao Jia Jin's body suddenly vanished.

"Hui Xiang" was lifted.

"Whew..." Qiao Jia Jin smiled slightly, "That was tough..."

He slowly walked toward Xiao Xiao: "I heard that if we lose this fight, you'll take the swindler away, right?"

"Swindler?"

"I've lost 'Da Nao' once before, and I won't let it happen again," Qiao Jia Jin grabbed Xiao Xiao's wrists and pulled her up from the ground. "If you take my 'Da Nao', I'll turn into an idiot."

Holding her wrists, he dragged her step by step to the edge of the suspension bridge.

"You, wait a minute..." Xiao Xiao said in panic.

She realized the way Qiao Jia Jin was gripping her wrists was tricky—it prevented her from grabbing onto anything.

A hint of sadness crept into Qiao Jia Jin's eyes.

"Sorry."

With a sudden push outward, Xiao Xiao's arms flew open, and her whole body toppled backward. She flailed desperately to grab something, but there was only air around her.

"Ah————"

As a scream echoed, Xiao Xiao plummeted, her cry cut off midway as she hit the ropes.

Dull thuds rang out one after another, accompanied by her intermittent screams.

Until she fell rapidly out of sight, and the sounds faded completely.

Xiao Xiao had fallen off the bridge.

In the distance, Luo Shiyi and Lao Sun were stunned speechless by the scene.

They could accept someone killing Xiao Xiao, but it was hard to believe the man in front of them looked completely unharmed.

Qiao Jia Jin rolled his sore neck and said coldly to the distance, "Since I've started killing, I won't stop today. You two—who's first?"

With an icy aura, Qiao Jia Jin advanced, and along the way, Li Xiang Ling and Zhang Shan quickly stepped aside.

Zhang Shan had been a soldier for a few years and recognized that look.

It was the eyes of a killer.

Lao Sun and Luo Shiyi didn't mourn Xiao Xiao; they just found the situation tricky.

Xiao Xiao wasn't only the famous fighter from "Zhongyan Zhidi," but she also had the perfect combat ability "Jia Huo." Yet, she had been taken down by this unfamiliar ordinary man without a scratch.

This meant his skills and cunning were superior to hers.

Lao Sun slowly stepped forward and swung his invisible stone staff at Qiao Jia Jin.

Qiao Jia Jin swung his left hand to block the nonexistent staff, then delivered a straight kick to the opponent's chest, sending Lao Sun sprawling.

"Fen Chang, if that's all you've got, this game is over."