Chapter 679: Is That Low or Not?

Chapter 679 – Is That Low or Not? (Update 2)

Bincheng Industrial Area. Lin

Inside a large electronics factory that had been shut down for two years.

Xiao Yu gave a cold, piercing look at the base of the factory building.

There used to be an entrance to the underground parking lot here.

But now it was completely sealed off with cement walls, shut for good!

From the outside, the underground parking lot appeared utterly abandoned.

Even without using Falcon’s Eye, Xiao Yu could clearly see plenty of fresh footprints and tire tracks outside the parking lot.

‘Fresh’ meant they had appeared very recently.

“Right here,”

Wang Dong said in a cold tone, “Shall we start now?”

What do you mean by start – like a contest? Xiao Yu smirked at Wang Dong, “You enjoy wasting time talking?”

A skid-steer loader thundered forward like a rampaging beast.

With a resounding crash,

it slammed into the wall that had sealed off the underground parking passage.

How furious it was… Xiao Yu eyed the crumbled wall.

In the haze of smoke and dust, the entrance to the underground parking lot emerged into view.

At that very moment, a squad of armed Team Two members burst through the opening as the skid-steer retreated.

“No, wait!”

Boom—Xiao Yu’s foot struck against something with a muted thud, and he shot out suddenly.

In a burst of sprinting speed, he flew forward like a cannonball skimming the ground.

In mid-air his body stretched out, hands reaching for the ground like a leopard, and with a powerful kick from his legs…

“A monster!”

Wang Dong’s eyes widened as they once again caught a glimpse of Little Brother’s ‘monster’ stance.

Every time he saw Little Brother in action, it left him in awe and disbelief.

No matter how many times he saw it, the shock never wore off.

Yet, one couldn’t help but admit: here was a partner whose strength was terrifying beyond belief.

It felt just as reassuring as hearing the Women’s Federation Captain cheer “Hail Hydra” in an elevator.

So reassuring!

Unfortunately, Xiao Yu would never know what his buddy was really thinking.

Otherwise, he’d probably be snarking: “Really? I’m that formidable?”

In the dark, abandoned underground parking lot,

Xiao Yu, having just burst past five Team Two members,

was suddenly ambushed by two silent, slashing blades emerging from the darkness.

One blade aimed for his abdomen,

another for his neck.

Xiao Yu’s heart skipped a beat, his body momentarily freezing.

Then, with a swift arch backward powered solely by his thighs,

he dodged both blades, his body bizarrely suspended about a foot above the ground.

It was obvious that the attacker’s movements had stalled, as if taken aback by Xiao Yu’s dodge.

At that moment,

using only his nimble legs for support, Xiao Yu slowly straightened up, facing his assailant and uttering two words: “Soldier?”

Why would he think that?

Because his opponent was wielding his knife in a reverse grip!

Most ordinary people grip a knife conventionally,

with the blade pointing forward in broad, aggressive swings.

That style leaves one constantly exposed to the enemy’s defenses.

In that state, landing a solid stab would be difficult.

But a reverse grip was different—it concealed the knife’s lethal edge like a cold-blooded beast.

Have you ever seen a beast expose itself to its prey prematurely?

They only reveal their fangs when launching an attack.

This technique is common not only in armed combat but across global military circles.

There’s even an elegant name for it:

Battle Knife Technique!

How could an ordinary person understand the ‘Dual-Blade Battle Knife Technique’ unless they were a soldier?

“Damn it!”

A cold, piercing remark echoed from the darkness.

Two more knife strikes were sent toward Xiao Yu.

“Damn it?”

Xiao Yu smirked as if amused by a private joke, extending both hands.

The opponent seemed to sense the impending danger.

With a sudden backward flick, dual knives slashed towards Xiao Yu’s hands.

Smack! Smack!

Under the shock of the opponent’s incredulous stare,

Xiao Yu’s hands clamped down on the blades as if with tiger-like pincers, grabbing them by the edges.

Bare-handed, he engaged in close combat… Unbelievable, right?

In that frozen moment, Xiao Yu’s bestial combat prowess allowed him to take a decisive step,

closing in on his foe.

Snap!

The sound of bones cracking rang out from beneath the enemy’s armpit and lower abdomen.

“Hiss!”

When agony peaked, one doesn’t scream but rather gasp in pain.

Alas, even gasping became a luxury for him.

Thud!

Xiao Yu’s knee crashed into his opponent’s groin.

“Ugh…”

The gas forced into his lungs was expelled in torturous bursts of pain.

Along with his body, his foe was flung into the air by the knee strike.

Many could almost hear the sound of breaking eggs.

Crack!

As he soared, a hand clamped around his neck and yanked him back from mid-air.

“Damn it?”

Clutching his opponent’s neck, Xiao Yu wore a grin in the dark as he taunted, “Tell me, you little soldier from Kimchi Land—who gave you the nerve to wander into our country?”

While taunting, he got a good look at his enemy:

Around 1.8 meters tall, in his early thirties, built solidly with a buzz cut and a scar across his face…

Suddenly, a flash of steel targeted Xiao Yu’s arm.

Are you insane? Ain’t living easier?—Xiao Yu nearly let a curse slip.

If only his opponent weren’t an ‘international friend’, he would have finished him off long ago.

Not because Xiao Yu was some ‘fawning lapdog’,

but simply because the whole situation was absurd.

A little soldier from Kimchi Land, and yet still a soldier.

How did he end up on a death wish in Dragon Kingdom?

Had he been hitting the clear liquor a bit too hard?

Is that stuff really as intoxicating as water?

Crack!

Xiao Yu twisted his foe’s wrist until it snapped.

Not only did he break the wrist, but using that same limb, he brought down the other arm with a brutal slash.

Thud!

It felt strangely surreal using the enemy’s own knife to sever his arm.

A piercing, heart-wrenching scream erupted from the little soldier from Kimchi Land.

“I gave you permission to speak?” Xiao Yu sneered.

Thud!

He shoved his opponent’s fist forcibly into his mouth,

silencing the agonized scream completely.

Despite the dire situation, his foe continued his onslaught, launching another kick with his thigh.

Heh… Xiao Yu met it head-on with a knee strike of his own.

Crack!

Calmly, Xiao Yu eyed the little soldier from Kimchi Land, now with one leg shattered, as he collapsed to the floor, “Is that low or not?”

Sadly, his opponent, still clutching his own severed hand, couldn’t even muster a cry.

As the fight concluded, members of Team Two rushed in to subdue him.

Xiao Yu didn’t even spare a glance at the pitiful little soldier from Kimchi Land.

Instead, he strolled toward the underground parking lot.

An outsider had just appeared in Dragon Kingdom.

Xiao Yu was truly curious—

Who else was waiting below?

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PS: Little Brother just got back. There will definitely be an update at fifth watch. Relax!