Blind Spot
Chapter 351 - 324 confident 4

Chapter 351: 324 confident 4

Anger +3.

Li Chengjiu’s fists clenched again, producing a subtle crackling sound.

"Your mouth is still as poisonous as ever. In a bit, I will shut it up first!"

"With brother-in-law on the side, sister, you can’t be doing this on purpose, right? Letting me make you cry and then whining to brother-in-law while crying?" Li Chengyi blinked.

Anger +3!

Li Chengjiu’s face visibly darkened.

"Xiao Yi, don’t say too much." Li Zhao, standing nearby with his heart in his throat, quickly tugged at his son’s sleeve.

"Sorry, my original plan was to make brother-in-law cry too, and then see what sister’s reaction would be. Maybe the couple would end up sobbing together? That would surely be funny.

But now it seems brother-in-law is quite a decent person, so I’m dropping that idea," Li Chengyi said with a smile.

"Li Chengyi!!" Li Chengjiu’s complexion had turned purplish red, and she stood up abruptly, pointing at him.

"Good, that’s some spirit." Li Chengyi applauded softly. "I hope you cry the same way later."

"Fuck!! I’m gonna...!!" Li Chengjiu couldn’t help herself anymore and lunged forward, aiming a punch at Li Chengyi’s face.

Fortunately, Nie Qingche came back just in time to catch her and hold her.

"Calm down! Calm down!! Xiao Jiu, he’s your brother, don’t be rash!!"

Anger +3.

Anger +3.

Ah... truly a strong person, with the increase in strength, the Evil Thoughts also grew.

Li Chengyi felt increasingly at ease, finding his sister’s twisted, angry expression to be like an oil painting surrounded by a Hundred Flowers, beautiful and dazzling.

Seeing this, their parents hurriedly pulled him away to prevent further encounters with Li Chengjiu.

They had seen enough.

Now, as sister Li Chengjiu was becoming more normal, it was brother Li Chengyi who was becoming more troublesome.

After a round of pacifying from both sides, it took over half an hour for things to finally quiet down.

Li Chengjiu was trembling with rage, while Nie Qingche wrapped an arm around her waist, whispering words of comfort.

Li Chengyi, on the other hand, was having a casual chat with his parents in the kitchen, looking utterly relaxed.

"Stop fighting with your sister, she’s improved a lot compared to before," Mother Feng Yurong sighed.

"No way. I love her very much," Li Chengyi said with a smile, "as the saying goes, ’Fighting is intimacy and scolding is love’. I’m just not eloquent, so I can only express my love for her in that clumsy way."

"...."

"....."

The parents were at a loss for words.

Unlike the straightforward Li Chengjiu, this Xiao Yi had not taken long to turn into what he was now.

Spouting lies with fluidity and ease, as if it were second nature.

"Mom, Dad, you really should believe me. Look at the fights between us, when has it ever been really serious? After Li Chengjiu loses, doesn’t she bounce back in just a few days?" Li Chengyi argued.

"Actually, she just yells fiercely. I barely exert any force, and she starts crying endlessly; the injuries are really, really minor," Li Chengyi assured them.

"Either way, both of you are adults now. You have your own careers and will soon start your own families. You shouldn’t always act so childish, causing ruckus every day. What kind of behavior is that?" Li Zhao said disapprovingly.

"Got it, don’t worry, Dad. I may talk tough, but I’m soft-hearted, really gentle in what I do," Li Chengyi sincerely said.

His eyes, with black colored contacts, radiated pure familial affection, which made Li Zhao and his wife waver slightly.

Upon further thought, indeed, although the siblings fought every time, Li Chengjiu always recovered quickly from his injuries and was not affected at all.

It seemed, Li Chengyi did pay attention to moderation.

After pacifying his parents,

Li Chengyi took the initiative to take Li Chengjiu and Nie Qingche out, saying that he wanted to show them the recent changes in Suiyang.

They had barely left the house,

and had just called a taxi,

when Li Chengjiu couldn’t hold back anymore.

"I’ve found the place, Yanxi Fighting Club," she said.

"Brother-in-law?" Li Chengyi glanced at Nie Qingche.

"It’s fine, I’ve reserved a professional fighting venue, rented for an entire day, it’s all ours. But you two need to watch it when you spar," Nie Qingche said helplessly.

"Don’t worry, we’ve both practiced professional Combat Technique, school style fighting," Li Chengjiu replied coldly.

Now that her emotions had stabilized, she coldly stared at Li Chengyi, who was in the front passenger seat.

Li Chengyi didn’t mind and just started chatting with Nie Qingche about the military.

On the drive, they discussed the relationship with White Star.

"The full-fledged war hasn’t started yet, everyone is picking proxies to clash in near-space territories of other nations, continuously introducing new weapons and technologies, wary of each other. The situation isn’t looking good," Nie Qingche said.

"We have Jiu Yi, which is extremely powerful in single combat, while White Star has Dragon Realm and the Order Guards, combined with their new technologies, Battle God Form and Overclocking Form, if it comes to a real fight, it’d only result in mutual destruction,"

"It does sound difficult," Li Chengyi sighed.

"Exactly, no one knows how long this deadlock will last. Arms race, martial law everywhere, we front-liners are going to be really busy," Nie Qingche said.

"Brother-in-law is a Feiyi Master, operating from a distance, which is much safer than the average soldier. In times of war, there are more chances for military honors. If you think about it that way, this era might actually offer the most opportunities," Li Chengyi said.

"That’s true. You see things clearly. When the war comes, no one cares how deep your connections are, it all comes down to real strength," Nie Qingche laughed.

All the way there, Li Chengjiu didn’t say a word.

Li Chengyi and Nie Qingche, on the other hand, seemed to have a pleasant conversation.

Before long, they arrived at their destination.

The Yanxi Fighting Club was located in the suburbs, in a large grassy area next to an archery club.

The owner was a tall, beautiful young woman.

She wore a duckbill cap, a black tank-top T-shirt, and denim shorts that revealed her long, snow-white legs. On her eyes were the latest Weibang AR full-spec body monitoring glasses.

Just the pair of monitoring glasses alone was worth two million, as if she had a sports car hanging on her face.

It was clear that the owner was an ultra-rich second generation.

She liked combat sports and had set up a venue more for fun.

After greeting her, Nie Qingche seemed to know her. They made small talk for a few moments before he opened a customized private room.

The room was surrounded by alloy walls over ten centimeters thick, providing extreme strength, typically for use by high-level fighters.

In Suiyang, people normally used Common arenas and even the advanced Moderate arenas were seldom used.

But this top-notch, elite private room, which had only one, had barely been used since it was constructed.

Now they see the boss bringing people in to turn on the lights for the top arena.

Other members who were in the middle of their sparring training also gathered around, asking the staff for information.

The club was open-air with a simple structure, consisting of a huge metal shed erected on a large expanse of grass.

Inside the shed, there were large grids of varying sizes, each divided into individual combat rooms.

At the edge of the large grid was a service desk specifically for handling affairs.

After the top arena was opened, the boss was also quite interested and asked Nie Qingche and the other two if they minded having spectators.

Upon receiving a reply that they didn’t mind,

more than a dozen club members squeezed in, watching from the higher spectator seats around the arena.

By this time, Li Chengjiu and Li Chengyi had already changed into their clothes and gone up on stage.

The two wore simple, clear colors, one in black and one in white.

Li Chengyi wore black, while Li Chengjiu wore white.

They stood facing each other in the large special room, which was thirty meters long and wide.

"Have you guys noticed that the long-haired guy looks somewhat familiar?" the boss asked, frowning as he watched Li Chengyi with arms crossed.

"He does look familiar. I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere before."

Ding Haofeng, the club’s strongest member, also felt the man looked vaguely familiar.

A group of muscular men and women gathered around Boss Han Yanxi, their eyes focused on the ring.

"He’s my girlfriend’s little brother, and just by looking at his physique, you could tell he’s not weak. Maybe you’ve seen him in some competition before. It’s no big deal," Nie Qingche remarked, approaching quietly.

"So Nie likes this type... No wonder my sister chased after you for so long without success," Han Yanxi said somewhat resentfully as she looked at Li Chengjiu.

"Um... your sister really isn’t a good match for me," Nie Qingche replied helplessly.

More than looks or physique, he appreciated capability and personality.

He needed a partner who could support him in the future, make progress together, and grow stronger together—not the type who would only be tender and manage the household.

Moreover, as Feiyi Masters in the military, their physical strength was extremely high, and it wasn’t entirely satisfying for them to marry a common person...

The disparity in physical strength was so great that it could be dangerous during marital life.

"I’m almost 400 pounds now... with this body density, and your sister barely over 100 pounds... Aren’t you worried I might accidentally roll over and crush her to death in the middle of the night?" Nie Qingche said with a sigh.

"...."

The group was at a loss for words.

This was the reality.

In this era, the gap between people could sometimes be even wider than that between humans and dogs.

It’s not something that can be fixed with a bit of makeup or plastic surgery.

"Is the woman in the arena also a Feiyi Master with you, Nie?" Han Yanxi asked.

"Yeah. She’s slightly less strong than me, but not by much. The guy opposite her is her younger brother," Nie Qingche explained.

"Sibling rivalry, huh... Geez... When my sister and I fight, we use pillows; this family is a bit extreme..." Han Yanxi and the people around her found it hard to understand.

"She said it’s their family tradition," Nie Qingche said, also somewhat puzzled.

A family tradition? To start a family fight in a top-tier special room costing ten thousand a day?

Got money to burn?

The group was at a loss for words once again.

"It’s about to start! Pay attention!"

Nie Qingche’s gaze moved from the high spectator seats to the center of the arena.

"Have the medical kit ready to dress and stop the bleeding for the guy afterward."

"Got it, it’s been ready for a while," Han Yanxi responded with a nod.

The surrounding enthusiasts watched with a sense of novelty and exaggeration.

And now, the fight on the stage was finally starting.

Li Chengjiu propped one leg up, stepping forward.

She protected her face with both fists.

Her chin was tucked against her breastbone.

"Ever since you beat me last time, I went back and trained like mad, finally advancing to a completely new level.

Now, you actually aren’t qualified to be my opponent anymore."

Li Chengjiu’s muscles tensed slightly, her blood circulation sped up, and her body’s heat radiation quickly increased.

If there were an infrared detector, it would show that she was covered in an invisible flame.

The flame seemed to rise above her head, shoulders, and fists.

"Really?" Li Chengyi stood five meters away, his towering frame like a wall, radiating a subtle oppressive force even when still.

"Seeing my sister work so hard, I, as your younger brother, also feel consoled."

"Actually, I often feel guilty," he said, spreading his hands wide, "knowing that you’re my own sister, it doesn’t seem right to hit you too hard. But I can’t help it... often I just do it instinctively."

"After all... there is a different feel to hitting a stranger compared to hitting my sister..."

"You..." Li Chengjiu’s eyes grew even colder and sharper. "Your mouth still stinks as much."

"Don’t worry, sister," Li Chengyi said with a smile, "to give you a better chance of winning."

He crossed his arms, holding them in front of his chest.

"I won’t use my hands."

"!?"

"!!"

This time, it wasn’t just Li Chengjiu, but everyone around including Nie Qingche and Boss Han Yanxi, who were all slightly astonished.

Madness!

Too arrogant!!

If she didn’t go all out to beat him up, everyone present would feel uncomfortable watching.

Almost everyone felt an urge to punch someone.

Anger +3.

Li Chengjiu’s face turned red again, and her body trembled.

She was on the verge of losing her basic combat stance.