Infinity, The Arcade Age-Chapter 364: Contest of Strength

Signature Skill: Brutal Kicks!Unlike Mature — another member of the Hakkesshu and a claw-specialist with terrifying slashing power thanks to her Beast Force — Vice, on the other hand, specialized in legwork and grappling techniques, with monstrous arm strength to match.

The moment this skill landed, five consecutive kicks slammed into Qin Ming, each with such force that his feet scraped against the ground as he was pushed back several meters!

Before he could even stabilize himself, Vice let out a twisted grin and leapt into the air, eyes glowing red.

Her body, like a missile, collided directly with Qin Ming's chest. As he lost balance, she wrapped her arms around his barrel-like waist.

Next second — she jumped! Hoisting Qin Ming high into the air!

Skill: Pessimist's Slam!BOOM!A deafening crash echoed across the entire street. As Vice slammed Qin Ming into the ground with full force, a several-meter-wide crater instantly formed in the earth!

Lying in the center of the pit, half his body embedded in the dirt, Qin Ming was sent flying again as Vice grinned wickedly and casually hurled him across the battlefield.

Skill: Judgment Drop!

Watching him tumble over ten meters before slamming into another wall and crashing straight through into the ruins beyond...

Vice, who had just dished out a full combo, finally seemed a little less pissed.

She waved a hand to fan herself lightly, twisted her waist, and stretched with a satisfied look.

"Ahhh, geez... I almost lost my cool because of some oversized idiot. Seriously now."

While muttering, Vice turned to leave.

But after only two steps, her stride paused. Her brow furrowed sharply.

Turning slightly to glance behind her, she saw — bursting out of the rubble — an arm.

She rolled her eyes. "Still not dead? Seriously. What a thick-headed oaf. Got lucky enough to survive and you still couldn't pretend to be dead? Just had to get up and ask for more, huh?"

Back in the ruins, Qin Ming stood up, cracking his neck.Staring at Vice — who had turned around to face him again, arms relaxed at her sides, swaying with her posture in an odd martial stance — Qin Ming raised an eyebrow.

"Not bad grip strength — that massage pressure was just right. So? Do you offer massages along with your bed-warming services? I hope that part doesn't cost extra."

His words made Vice — who had been smirking with narrowed eyes — instantly freeze.Her smile stiffened, the corner of her eye twitching slightly, and her fingers gradually curled into fists.

"So many ways to die, and you just have to go looking for the express route?"

Qin Ming blinked, looking confused as he raised a hand.

"Wait, what? Massages can be fatal? Since when? Oh — right. When you're working my back later, be sure to press here. Go hard. I can take it."

While talking, Qin Ming even turned around and gave his back a few loud pats. The blatant provocation in the gesture made the red glow in Vice's eyes flare to life.

Ever since awakening her Blood of the Heavens, no one — other than her own allies — had dared to act so arrogant in front of her!

Grinding her teeth, Vice still wore a smile, though the words that squeezed out from between her clenched teeth were full of menace.

"Well then! Let me properly massage that spot for you... dear customer!"

Whoosh!As soon as the words left her lips, a streak of black light burst forth. Vice, sprinting at high speed, had already taken a grappling stance mid-run.

And despite all his cocky taunts just seconds ago, Qin Ming didn't dare underestimate her for even a second. With a powerful stomp of both legs, he opened his arms wide and braced himself for the incoming impact.

Wind howled around them. In a blink, the two collided violently — yet despite being nearly half Qin Ming's size, with seemingly slender arms and legs, Vice slammed into his waist and blasted him backward.

A head-on collision!Even though Qin Ming had fully prepared himself, he still couldn't stop Vice!

It wasn't just that her strength surpassed his — it was overwhelming. There was no contest!

Qin Ming's full defense hadn't even slowed Vice's charge down one bit!

The Power of Death — it embodied raw strength. Brutal, unfiltered force.

Vice's Strength stat? Definitely not as simple as the scanner made it seem!

BOOM!With both arms wrapped tightly around Qin Ming's waist, Vice drove him forward like a runaway train.

Even as Qin Ming dug his heels into the ground, his legs carving deep trenches into the stone tiles, he couldn't stop the momentum.

Amid screams from the crowd, the two barreled through seven homes, smashing through wall after wall, before finally crashing into the thick wall of a bell tower — and only then did they come to a stop.

But Vice didn't let go.

Suddenly, she roared and, still gripping Qin Ming's waist, began slamming him into the ground like a ragdoll — again and again, violent impacts shaking the earth.

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"Let me give you that massage!!"

A-Rank Skill: Torus Attack!

This move was pure brutality. From afar, it looked like she was either beating a sandbag or swinging a giant hammer.

But sometimes, the simpler the technique looked, the more devastating it truly was.

That's exactly what this was — Vice's berserker throw was a precision spinal-destroying technique. A ruthless, bestial move designed to cripple.

She smashed Qin Ming into the ground eight times in a row before finishing with a massive leaping slam, using the momentum to bury him into the earth — only then did she finally stop.

Gasping slightly from the exertion of unleashing a full-powered skill, Vice stood over Qin Ming, who lay motionless in the crater. Her grin was wicked.

She bent down, letting her short red hair fall forward as her face hovered near his, eyes glittering with madness and excitement.

"Well? Weren't you just full of smartass remarks? Come on — keep talking, you jerk—!"

SMACK!Before she could finish, Vice's head suddenly jerked to the side, her eyes going wide.

Turns out, the supposedly unconscious Qin Ming had played possum — and while she was ranting, he slapped her across the face!

No telling how much damage it did — but the disrespect was off the charts.

Vice, her head tilted sideways, wore a look of utter disbelief. Not only had this guy survived, but he actually dared to hit her back?!

Before she could recover from the shock, Qin Ming — still lying on the ground — suddenly spoke up. And as he talked, he lifted his leg and snapped into a scissor-lock, trapping Vice's neck.

"Nice pressure, but your aim's off."

BOOM!With a twist, Vice was launched sideways.

She rolled across the ground twice before catching herself on all fours, skidding to a stop.

Her fingers gouged into the earth, dragging up long claw marks. Her expression turned savage as she glared at Qin Ming — who had already gotten back on his feet.

In a split-second burst of energy, she lunged at him again.

In that moment — Vice fully became a beast.

She flipped mid-run to dodge Qin Ming's energy blasts. As she closed in, she dropped low to avoid his sweeping punch.

Then she once again locked her arms around his thick waist and repeated her earlier charge. Her monstrous strength again pushed Qin Ming backward — rubble flying beneath his feet.

But this time — Qin Ming didn't resist head-on.

He'd learned his lesson: he couldn't out-muscle her. So he tried a different tactic.

He used his bigger size — and longer reach.

Reaching down, he suddenly grabbed Vice by the thigh — and with a mighty heave, flipped her upside down!

So what if she had ridiculous strength? Her weight was still a factor! Lift her off the ground, and she couldn't channel any power!

No matter how strong someone was — once they're airborne, they're vulnerable.

With both hands clutching Vice's legs, Qin Ming hoisted her into the air. He didn't even spare a glance at the... incidental glimpse from her non-anti-gravity skirt.

Vice looked stunned.

Before she could react, Qin Ming spun and smashed her into the ground like a hammer.

BOOM!The woman who had just been tossing him around like a sandbag was now on the receiving end of the exact same treatment.

How she had thrown Qin Ming before — that was now exactly how Qin Ming was throwing her.

Gripping her by the ankles, this 120-pound woman was nothing more than a sack of potatoes in his grasp. He swung her again and again, slamming her into the ground, raising clouds of dirt and dust.

(End of Chapter)