Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 382 Softness Overcomes Hardness
Overlord wasn't good with words. His mouth was mainly used for two things in the Central Continent team: eating and drinking to his heart's content and telling dirty jokes. So when he was being beaten up earlier and Dechai mocked him, he just ignored it and didn't retaliate.

In fact, his playing style is quite consistent with the tactics he had previously mastered.

Before becoming a mercenary, Ba Wang was a member of the special forces of a major northern power, an elite among elites. Even though he dealt with firearms every day, he would definitely be a top-tier fighter in hand-to-hand combat. Aside from boxing champions, Ba Wang's physique and skills would be more than enough to take on ordinary boxers.

Despite Dechai's aggressive Muay Thai style, if they were outside the cycle of reincarnation, the question of who is stronger would only be answered after a fight.

It was precisely because the Overlord knew this that he was able to maintain his composure in this deadly battle.

You're an expert in Muay Thai? I'm also an expert in both of my country's major martial arts!

His specialty, Systema, is quite interesting when paired with Muay Thai. Muay Thai is powerful and swift, while Systema is both soft and fast; Ba Wang often boasts to his teammates that it's like "Russian Tai Chi." This tactic means Ba Wang needs to understand his strengths and weaknesses, using a relaxed approach to mask his weaknesses, play to his strengths, and then unleash his full potential at the right moment. That's why Ba Wang strongly agrees with what Mu Xiang had discussed with him before.

As for military sambo, although it looks quite rough and is full of killing intent, it also retains the judo-style martial arts characteristics that it had from the beginning, and has a bit of a counter-attacking feel.

That's why it was so difficult for Dechai to fight. Don't be fooled by his claim that Overlord was just toughing it out; both of them knew perfectly well that Overlord wasn't just taking the hits for nothing, but rather creating stronger opportunities for a counterattack. With the bloodline of the Annihilation Demon Wolf, it was much easier for Overlord to utilize his strengths.

After all, Dechai couldn't just slap him to cancel his transformation...

Dechai stared at the overlord's open wolf mouth, his gaze sharpening. He raised his two right arms, each holding a hook, and simultaneously unleashed two punches with completely different power sources and paths in Muay Thai.

The Overlord raised both claws, one seemingly ready to take the hit head-on, while the other aimed directly at Dechai's left shoulder.

Having fought for so long, Dechai knew the Overlord's tactics all too well... His left arm bulged out, seemingly ready to take the blow head-on, but as soon as Dechai's fists arrived, his joints would immediately relax to absorb the force. Even if he didn't block the subsequent counter-attack, his right claw would definitely strike him.

If it were a fight with someone else, Dechai would definitely have smashed down. To deflect the force, one must have an understanding of their own ability to withstand it. If an ordinary person dared to do that, their arm would be broken before they could deflect the force.

But to Dechai's dismay, the Overlord truly possessed the strength to withstand such pressure! Even if this guy were to fight him head-on, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage, especially since he was like a big lump of cotton, capable of various defensive counterattacks!

In a flash, Dechai touched the ground with his toes and rose upwards, seemingly about to leap and strike the Overlord's head. But as the Overlord raised his hand, he twisted in mid-air, his legs covered in a hazy light, and with the infusion of his battle aura, a gust of wind suddenly arose!
Roundhouse kick!
The Overlord's heart skipped a beat. Although Dechai was still shorter than him after his transformation, this kick was no joke. Seeing Dechai change his move, he roared and his massive body charged forward, directly into Dechai's arms.

The scenario most favorable to Dechai did not occur; the Overlord did not directly knock him away. If he had, his own kick would have hit the Overlord, and even if it didn't hit his head, it would have caused serious injury to his shoulder or other parts. However, when the Overlord rushed into Dechai's arms, the terrifying kinetic energy seemed to vanish, having no effect on him at all.

Dechai's premonition of danger erupted. He roared, and his legs suddenly expanded, pressing down on the Overlord's shoulder with his fighting spirit and the remaining power from before. If the Overlord yielded even slightly, he would immediately land and deliver a knee strike!
Overlord felt an extremely strong wind pressure falling on his shoulders. Guided by the intuition of his genetic lock, he leaned forward and his huge wolf head slammed into Dechai's abdomen.

Dechai grunted, his heart filled with shock and anger, almost spitting out blood. Was this werewolf going all out, daring to take that attack head-on?!
This forward lean gave the Overlord an opportunity. He didn't have enough time to do much, but this collision would deprive Dechai of the initiative to counterattack.

The excruciating pain in his shoulders made the Overlord roar. He had already taken four punches, and now the old wounds and new pains erupted together. Even he was finding it hard to withstand the attack amplified by his battle aura. But now was not the time to suffer. He swung his claws upwards, and purplish-gray energy surged from his wolf claws, fueled by increasingly bright battle aura, and slammed them hard into Dechai's legs.

The annihilation of fighting spirit and the intrusion of strange energy made Dechai both anxious and angry. He knew that this was a major advantage that the Overlord had against him. If he sat and waited for death, he would surely be the one to die!
The next moment, Dechai suddenly raised his upper body, which had been leaning back, and his four fists flashed with fighting spirit, slamming into the huge wolf's head at the same time.

The Overlord had anticipated this move and had already channeled annihilation magic energy throughout his head. Even so, the terrifying force still sent him reeling. At that moment, a phrase Zhang Heng had once uttered echoed in his mind: "A head of bronze, bones of iron, and a waist of tofu." Weren't wolves supposed to be tough on the outside but tough on the inside?

So scared!
Both roared simultaneously. At this moment, no technique was of any use; it was all about fighting desperately. They unleashed their battle aura and annihilation magic energy with reckless abandon, and their heavy fists pounded down relentlessly, adding a touch of violence to this contest of energy.

The Overlord took a deep breath, and with his two thick hind legs pushing off the ground, he charged out with Dechai in tow.

They fought their way from the rooftop where the Overlord had initially stood, battling through countless floors to reach this level, to the point that they no longer knew their location. Then, propelled by a terrifying force, the two crashed directly into a wall.

The werewolf charged like a biological war machine... and what stood in front of the biological war machine was Dechai!
With a loud bang, the immense force behind Dechai caused his vision to go black, followed by the sounds of collapse and wind.

A werewolf, a strange creature with two heads and four arms, crashed through the building's wall and fell from a height of tens of meters.

"Ah!!!" Dechai let out a terrifying roar. He abandoned the confrontation in terms of energy. Apart from circulating some of his battle qi in his body to strengthen his defense, he poured all the rest into his fists and attacked the Overlord's head. At the same time, he desperately twisted his body, trying to use the Overlord as a cushion.

The Overlord let out a maniacal laugh. If their limbs hadn't been intertwined and locked in a defensive position, he would have surely bitten Dechai's neck for added amusement. At this moment, he freed one of his wolf claws, its blades snapping out, forcing Dechai's head to tilt back. This was exactly the move he wanted. The wolf claw suddenly transformed into a large, hairy hand, imbued with annihilation magic, and gripped Dechai's shoulder.

Dechai let out a miserable howl. The immense force and the annihilation of energy caused his arm to temporarily lose sensation. As he gritted his teeth and prepared to throw two more punches, he felt his body being twisted. With just that twist, his position was completely different from that of the Overlord.

"You, a Muay Thai fighter, want to compete with me in pinning stances?" The werewolf spat out a smug look from his gaping maw. "Watch closely, this is called ground technique!"

Before the words were even finished, the two of them landed on the ground. After a loud crash, Dechai, who was trapped underneath, lost consciousness. Muscles overloaded, bones broken, energy depleted... he was still alive, and even his two heads and four arms hadn't completely dissipated, which surprised the Overlord.

But he never had the chance to wake up again.

A purplish-gray wolf claw pierced the chest, ripping out a still-beating heart. A faint light burst forth from it, but was quickly extinguished.

The Overlord's body shrank, and he let out a long breath as he exited his werewolf form, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

(End of this chapter)