After Qin Huaiqiu finished speaking, he didn't bother to waste any more words on the other man. With a tap of his foot, he dashed forward again.
Qin Huaiqiu knew that the best way to deal with Yazeb was to take advantage of his own agility. However, such rapid movements took a heavy toll on his body. He needed to end this battle quickly.
This time, Yazeb didn't choose to be passive either. Seeing Qin Huaiqiu charging towards him again, he let out a loud roar, spread his arms, and rushed towards Qin Huaiqiu as well.
Qin Huaiqiu didn't want to engage in a head - on confrontation with him. Yazeb seemed to have noticed this, so he directly closed the distance and grabbed Qin Huaiqiu's wrist before the latter could react!
Yazeb's grip was extremely strong. Qin Huaiqiu grunted in pain. Seeing this, Yazeb made a fist with his left hand and, while still holding Qin Huaiqiu firmly, threw a punch at him.
Unable to break free, Qin Huaiqiu immediately grabbed Yazeb's wrist with the hand that was being held. Then, he exerted force with his waist, using the held hand as a support to leap into the air again. He was incredibly fast. Before Yazeb's punch could land, he kicked Yazeb in the face from the side!
"Cough!" Yazeb's head was buzzing from the kick. The hand that was holding Qin Huaiqiu loosened slightly. Sensing the opportunity, Qin Huaiqiu quickly pulled his hand out. Then, he wrapped his legs around Yazeb's neck like a smooth snake and circled around to his back. He clamped Yazeb's head between his thighs and, seizing the moment, gave a sudden twist!
It was supposed to be a winning move, but unexpectedly, Yazeb endured the headache, grabbed Qin Huaiqiu's ankle with one hand, let out a loud roar, and pulled him down, then threw him to the ground with a "thud".
Qin Huaiqiu was dazed from the fall. He barely propped himself up and shook his head. Then, he felt a shadow looming over him. Instinctively, he rolled to the side. Just then, Yazeb punched the spot where Qin Huaiqiu had just fallen.
With a "boom", the arena cracked slightly.
"Damn it..." Qin Huaiqiu looked at the cracked arena and felt a chill run down his spine.
What kind of monster was Yazeb? How could he be so strong?
Seeing that Qin Huaiqiu had dodged, Yazeb straightened up suddenly and charged at him again. Qin Huaiqiu did a backflip and stood up, just managing to dodge Yazeb's punch. Then, he slipped past Yazeb's armpit and got behind him. He made a fist with his right hand, bending only the first joint of his index finger, and punched Yazeb in the small of his back.
That was one of the softest parts of the human body. After being punched by Qin Huaiqiu, Yazeb let out a loud roar and immediately struck back with a palm.
The palm strike whistled through the air, rushing straight towards Qin Huaiqiu's face.
Qin Huaiqiu had to tilt his head back to avoid it, but the palm still left a small cut on his face.
Qin Huaiqiu took a few steps back. Ignoring the wound on his face, he stood still and said, "Yazeb, you've lost this round!"
Yazeb, holding his waist, was stunned for a moment.
The crowd below the arena was silent for a moment, and then erupted into cheers!
Si Kongting was standing on the viewing stand, his brows furrowed tightly.
Xu Xian was standing beside him, looking worriedly at the two people on the arena. He whispered, "If Consort De hadn't dodged that punch from Yazeb..."
Si Kongting waved his hand to stop him. He held onto the railing with both hands and was about to shout to stop the fight.
Maybe others couldn't see clearly from below the viewing stand, but Si Kongting and Xu Xian were standing high up, looking down. Just now, the strength of Yazeb's punch was far from a "friendly match". It was an attempt to kill Consort De!
Si Kongting's face darkened. He slowly raised his hand.
But just before he could speak, Qin Huaiqiu seemed to sense his intention and turned to look at him.
Their eyes met in the air. Qin Huaiqiu suddenly smiled at him and then gently shook his head.
Si Kongting was stunned, and his movements froze instantly.
On the viewing stand, Qin Huaiqiu turned his gaze back to Yazeb, who was standing beside him, and said, "There's one more round left, Yazeb. Are you ready to lose?"
Xu Xian walked behind Si Kongting and said worriedly, "Your Majesty..."
Si Kongting looked at the two people on the arena. His knuckles turned white as he held onto the railing tightly. His tightly pursed lips trembled for a while, and then he slowly said, "... I trust him."
On the arena, almost as soon as Qin Huaiqiu finished speaking, the two of them charged towards each other. Yazeb threw a punch at Qin Huaiqiu first, but Qin Huaiqiu dodged to the side. As he passed by Yazeb, he casually punched a point on Yazeb's right arm hard.
"Damn it!" Yazeb felt his entire right arm go numb instantly. That seemingly casual punch from Qin Huaiqiu had just hit the nerve on his right arm.
Qin Huaiqiu stood still behind him and threw a punch, but Yazeb blocked it with his left arm.
"Do the people from the Central Plains only rely on such petty tricks to win?" Yazeb gritted his teeth. His right arm was still numb, and he could only use his left arm to deal with Qin Huaiqiu for the time being.
"Do you think I can win against you by brute force?" Qin Huaiqiu sneered. "All's fair in war. Haven't you learned this phrase?"
"I'm not like you, always resorting to such despicable tricks!" Yazeb cursed and threw another punch at Qin Huaiqiu.
Qin Huaiqiu dodged to Yazeb's right side. Taking advantage of the fact that Yazeb's right arm hadn't fully recovered, instead of attacking, he suddenly slapped Yazeb hard on the right cheek.
With a "pop", the whole arena fell silent.
No one had expected to see such a scene in this kind of situation. It was the favorite consort of the current emperor who had directly slapped the leader of the foreign mission.
The humiliation was obvious.
"We in the Great Sheng Dynasty have a total of 1,580 military strategies, which contain the essence of hundreds of years of military wisdom. But in your mouth, they've become dirty tricks?" Qin Huaiqiu said angrily. "I'll beat you until you're convinced today!"
Yazeb let out a roar. He was on the verge of losing control. His right arm had regained its sensation, and he pounced on Qin Huaiqiu like a leopard. Qin Huaiqiu didn't expect him to recover so quickly. Caught off guard, he was punched in the chest by Yazeb. Although he had turned his body to relieve most of the force of the punch, he still took several steps back before he could stand still.
A sharp pain came from his chest. Qin Huaiqiu could only imagine how bruised Wu Qiuyang's chest must be after taking such a punch head - on.
Without saying a word, Yazeb pounced on Qin Huaiqiu again. Qin Huaiqiu endured the pain and crouched down to dodge. Then, like a ghost, he circled around to Yazeb's back and kicked him in the front of his calf!
There wasn't enough muscle on the front of a person's calf to act as a buffer. Since Qin Huaiqiu had put some strength into this kick, it was equivalent to kicking directly on Yazeb's bone. Yazeb let out a cry of pain. His body swayed, and he staggered. He turned around, his eyes blood - red, and charged at Qin Huaiqiu again.
Yazeb was now in a full - on offensive state. Each of his punches was powerful, and there was hardly any gap between them. Moreover, he had much better physical strength than Qin Huaiqiu. Not daring to confront him head - on, Qin Huaiqiu could only dodge around the arena. One attacked and the other dodged. They ran around the arena several times.
Qin Huaiqiu's physical strength was gradually failing him, and he began to gasp for breath. But Yazeb seemed like a man who never felt tired. Each of his punches whistled through the air, forcing Qin Huaiqiu to spend energy on dodging.
"Come on! Stop dodging!" Yazeb said angrily. Missing another punch, he was getting impatient.
Fight you head - on? That would be suicide!
Qin Huaiqiu gritted his teeth and kept looking for an opportunity to attack during Yazeb's continuous attacks.
Yazeb was going all out, getting faster and faster. Finally, after missing a punch, Qin Huaiqiu staggered due to his lack of physical strength. Yazeb immediately took the opportunity to grab Qin Huaiqiu's collar and lift him up.
"Cough..." With his collar grabbed, Qin Huaiqiu had difficulty breathing. He was held in mid - air by Yazeb and couldn't struggle free for a moment.
"I'd like to see where you can run now!" There was a blood - thirsty smile in Yazeb's eyes. This descendant of the Qin family was now in his hands, like a rabbit that he could easily crush at any time. This thought made his blood boil with excitement.
"What! Consort De!"
"Your Highness!"
There were cries of alarm from below the arena. Si Kongting grabbed the railing with both hands and roared, "Yazeb, this is just a match. What do you think you're doing?"
Yazeb ignored him completely. He clenched his left fist tightly: "You're just a rabbit. Do you really think you can fight against an eagle? In front of me, you're doomed to die!"
"Yazeb!" Si Kongting roared and couldn't help but rush down from the viewing stand.
"Cough..." Qin Huaiqiu grabbed Yazeb's hand, and his legs struggled weakly in the air.
Yazeb narrowed his eyes and then threw a punch.
Everything happened very quickly. In the wide - eyed stares of Si Kongting and the officials, Qin Huaiqiu reached his right hand upwards. Then, taking advantage of the momentum, he elbowed Yazeb in the crook of his arm.
Yazeb's right arm went limp, and his hand lost its strength. Qin Huaiqiu took the opportunity to land on the ground. Without pausing, he immediately launched an attack on Yazeb.
He didn't choose the fastest and most powerful kick. Instead, he rushed straight into Yazeb's arms and then elbowed him in the small of his back again!
"Ugh..." The vulnerable part was hit hard. Yazeb bent down painfully. At the moment when he bent down, Qin Huaiqiu hugged the back of his head with both hands, raised his right leg, and pressed down with his hands.
Everyone only heard a "thud". Qin Huaiqiu's knee hit Yazeb's face hard. Yazeb cried out in pain. Due to his forward - leaning body and unstable center of gravity, after Qin Huaiqiu quickly retreated after the attack, he fell face - down on the arena.
The crowd below the arena was silent for a long time, and then erupted into cheers again.
"Consort De is amazing!"
"Oh my god!不愧是秦封将军的女儿，大晟的德妃！"
Si Kongting was standing among the officials, his eyes fixed on Qin Huaiqiu's back on the arena. The stone in his heart finally dropped. His hands were trembling as he walked towards the arena.
Seeing this, the officials quickly made way for Si Kongting. He walked step by step towards that back, the person who was now as important as his own life.
Qin Huaiqiu looked at Yazeb, who was slowly getting up on the arena, covering his nose. He said seriously, "You've lost."
Yazeb sneered, wiped the blood from his nose, and stared at him word by word: "I never fight women - but you -"
"Consort De!" Suddenly, Si Kongting called out from behind Qin Huaiqiu.
Qin Huaiqiu stopped looking at Yazeb. He turned around and saw that on the path separated by the officials, Si Kongting was standing at the edge of the arena at the end of the path, looking up at him from below. He was smiling and slowly opening his arms.
Qin Huaiqiu's breath caught in his throat. His heart seemed to skip a beat. Then, he seemed to lose control of his body. He only knew that he instinctively rushed towards the person with open arms. He was smiling and running - in his eyes, Si Kongting's face was getting closer and closer. Finally, he leaped off the arena. His graceful figure descended from the air and was firmly caught in Si Kongting's arms.
"I've caught you," Si Kongting whispered in his ear.