81: Chapter 81 Lin Zhizhi suffers a loss

"Bastard, don't you dare look down on your Great-Grand-Aunt!"

Lin Zhizhi seemed annoyed by Zhang Ming's arrogant attitude. Ever since she started following her cousin in the Haishi Void Realm, she had subtly developed her own sense of self-respect.

Being so belittled by the other party, the young girl decided to teach this arrogant fellow a lesson. Even if she lost in the end, she had to land a couple of punches on this detestable guy's face.

Thinking it, she did it. The Iron Fist, originally aimed at the target's chest, moved slightly upwards, heading straight for Zhang Ming's face.

The punch was full of power, carrying the young girl's determination.

Beneath the Iron Fist, Zhang Ming smiled confidently as he saw the Iron Fist getting closer in his line of sight, raising both hands in a defensive posture.

Bang!

The Iron Fist landed heavily, colliding with Zhang Ming's hands and emitting a dull thud.

The moment after the collision, Zhang Ming, who had been full of confidence, his pupils contracted slightly, and his body uncontrollably retreated several steps, clearly having underestimated the power of this Iron Fist.

After delivering one punch, Lin Zhi Zhi's prepared left punch followed immediately, seizing the target's opening and smashing a punch onto Zhang Ming's right shoulder.

This punch, she had originally aimed at the other party's pretty face, but the guy opposite had dodged it.

The two punches were thrown in less than half a second. The triumphant young girl stomped her right foot on the ground, and her entire body immediately retreated several meters.

"Not bad. You took two of my Iron Fists head-on and can still stand there as if nothing happened."

Having retreated to a safe distance, Lin Zhi Zhi teased this arrogant fellow with a flippant tone.

Her Iron Fist was not easy to withstand. With her Bronze Tier 1 strength of over 2,300, under the effect of [Iron Fist], the attack power of her pair of Iron Fists reached at least 2,600 points.

Although Zhang Ming himself was a Silver Talent Holder, [Scarlet Flame] did not provide much enhancement to his physical body, so his strength was estimated to be around 2,400 points.

Of course, Zhang Ming's Talent was not in strength to begin with.

"You really took the Scarlet Flame head-on, didn't you? You didn't have an easy time getting close to me either, did you?"

Being mocked like this, Young Master Zhang Ming immediately retorted, and with a slight smile, he looked at the Cinderella in front of him whose hair was mostly burned off.

His Scarlet Flame was not easy to deal with; even passive defense could cause scorching damage to the target.

Sure enough, after only a brief close-quarters collision, Lin Zhizhi's shoulder-length hair was mostly burned off, and her skin was slightly red, showing obvious signs of high-temperature baking.

Only her pair of Iron Fists, due to special reinforcement, possessed strong defensive capabilities, and thus did not suffer any damage from contact with Scarlet Flame.

"Hmph, it's only a hundred degrees or so, what's so scary? As long as the contact time is short, it makes no difference whether it's there or not."

Lin Zhizhi didn't even move her head. She didn't care much about her hair being burned. Coming from the Outer City, she wasn't concerned about her appearance.

It was just hair; even if she went bald, it would grow back in a few months.

After speaking, Lin Zhizhi continued to swing her Iron Fists, engaging in round after round of exchanges with Zhang Ming.

Each time, Lin Zhizhi was extremely cautious, never lingering for more than half a second.

Coupled with her more extensive combat experience, for a time, it was Zhang Ming who was at a disadvantage.

During the battle, with his opponent completely disregarding her appearance, his [Scarlet Flame] failed to unleash its full power.

And fighting bare-handed, this combat style perfectly suited the other party's Talent, causing him, a Silver Talent Holder, to be at a disadvantage.

"You bald-headed fellow..."

Zhang Ming, who had taken over a dozen punches, was extremely displeased. He gnashed his teeth and taunted Lin Zhizhi, who was now hairless and whose clothes were almost burned through.

At this moment, Zhang Ming was very annoyed. If he had a weapon, he could easily defeat this fierce girl.

Indeed, if he had a wooden saber or a wooden staff, with a medium to attach the Scarlet Flame, allowing for long-range attacks, he could absolutely crush the opponent with an overwhelming advantage.

It was just a pity there was no 'if'.

"Forget it, I'm not fighting with you anymore. Are you really that annoyed by handsome me, always aiming for my face?"

Finally, truly not wanting to continue this hit-and-run, kite-like battle, Zhang Ming directly stopped fighting.

Their speeds were the same; he chased, she fled. He had all this strength but nowhere to use it, making the battle completely meaningless, so he cut it short.

After speaking, Zhang Ming immediately retreated over ten meters, creating some distance from Lin Zhizhi. Then he walked towards the high platform, completely ignoring the people who came forward.

In the end, Lin Zhizhi could only watch as the other party walked onto the main platform, feeling verydepressed.

This battle, while it seemed she had been leading him, when she summarized it, she was the one who suffered losses.

Her hair and eyebrows were all burned off, yet she had only landed a dozen punches on the other party, which were basically painless and would heal in less than half a day.

"Captain, Cousin, that Zhang Ming is truly a detestable fellow...!"

The young girl, covered in black soot, returned to her Captain and Cousin's side, somewhat wronged, and complained to the two.

At her complaints, Fang Yuan and Li Xuefei were both flushed, trying hard to hold back their laughter.

Honestly, Lin Zhizhi looked a bit comical at this moment, with a sooty face and a row of perfectly white teeth. Not laughing out loud was already their limit of endurance.

"Hey, you shouldn't talk nonsense like that. Am I really that bad? It's not like you didn't get close to me yourself."

Zhang Ming had arrived next to the three at some unknown point. Hearing someone slandering him, the Young Master immediately retorted.

From beginning to end, wasn't it the other party who approached him? He wasn't going to take the blame, especially to maintain his image in the eyes of his target.

After respectfully greeting Li Changtian and Tian Dong, Zhang Ming immediately came here to refute Lin Zhizhi's words.

"Young Miss Xuefei, I heard your squad was recruiting before. Are you still recruiting now? What do you think of me?"

After rebutting Lin Zhizhi, Zhang Ming immediately changed his attitude, showing a sunny, boyish face as he spoke to Li Xuefei.

From beginning to end, this guy never forgot his goal: to get close to his target so he could create opportunities.

This was a Gold Talent; if he could win her over, the head of the Zhang Family might even be him in the future.

"Captain, this guy is too arrogant. Can't we not have him?"

Hearing Zhang Ming's words, Lin Zhizhi immediately spoke ill of him. She didn't want this Young Master to join their squad.

She felt a bit uneasy about this, as he was, after all, a Genius with Silver Talent. Although somewhat arrogant, he was still a rare individual.

Most people, upon hearing this, would probably immediately agree to Zhang Ming's application.

Saying this, Lin Zhizhi looked at her Captain with an incredibly pitiful gaze.