Book 6: Chapter 46: Persistence Leads to Victory
“No, he is not a Martial Artist. It should just be some kind of imitation ability! The moves, the force exertion were exactly the same, even the spirit of the ‘Iaido Battleaxe’ was mimicked seventy or eighty percent.” Menlo wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and slowly stood up, her thoughts racing in an instant.
“It’s a pity imitation is just imitation after all. My previous target was a large mount, so the force application was somewhat dispersed. If dealing with a small-sized target like myself, the force should be concentrated at the heel. That way, that move earlier should have injured my ankle…”
A trace of regret appeared in Menlo’s eyes. She truly was a pure battle maniac. At a time like this, her first thought wasn’t her own safety, but the flaw in the enemy’s previous battleaxe leg technique.
“This imitation ability is terrifying, but it requires some lead time. He still needs to calculate and analyze my martial techniques, otherwise he can’t use it at all.” Menlo’s eyes flashed. She lightly tapped her toes and charged towards Joey again. “Since that’s the case… I’ll let you see the side of a Martial Artist that cannot be imitated!”
Seeing Menlo charge again, Joey showed a sinister smile on his face. His left leg bent slightly at the knee, his right toes pointed in front of him, his right fist pulled back to his ribs, and his left palm guarded his chest, assuming the stance Menlo used when facing the Female Knight’s charge.
“Hmph!” Menlo curled her lip disdainfully. She rushed in front of Joey and, without hesitation, threw a kick, whipping it towards the young man like a lash. As her straightened calf approached, it stirred ripples within Joey’s Circle of Iaido.
Joey sneered and launched a kick, blocking Menlo’s attack with a whip kick in the same posture. However, the Kung Fu Girl’s expression remained calm. As soon as her leg met the young man’s, she dropped down like a spring. She twisted her waist, turned like a whirlwind, and her other supporting leg flew up again, lashing towards Joey.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!” In an instant, the two became entangled using the same leg techniques, like senior and junior martial siblings practicing together.
“Still not enough?” The mockery in Menlo’s eyes grew heavier. Suddenly, her whip kicks accelerated again, swirling around Joey like a small whirlwind. The young man seemed to become the stamen, surrounded by countless whip kicks blooming into a beautiful flower.