Chapter 48: The Vajra Fire Phoenix

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Jerryson paced anxiously outside the door, at a loss for what to do. He had already called the boss, who shared his opinion: since the wager was made inside the casino, the establishment could not interfere. All they could do was wait.

He couldn't understand who this Chinese man was. There was no information, no clue at all. Even if he hadn't met him before, surely he should have heard of him.

Inside the VIP lounge, the air seemed frozen in place. All was still, as if time itself had stopped. Judging by her demeanor, Xiao Tianci was now one hundred percent certain she would go through with it.

"Wait... wait..." Xiao Tianci raised his hand, unable to restrain himself any longer. Seeing her struggle, he immediately recognized the turmoil in her heart.

The mixed-blood beauty glared at him coldly. Xiao Tianci eyed her up and down twice, then chuckled, "Heh... not bad... but... that's enough for today. The rest... can wait..."

The beauty paused, stunned that the shameless drunk had said such a thing at this moment. Wasn't now the time to press forward? Moments ago, she had refused to allow herself to break the rules of the bet; if she had the courage to gamble, she should have the courage to lose. Now, with a way out, how could she not take it? Silently, she gathered her clothes and quickly dressed.

"Ah..." Xiao Tianci let out a deep breath, thinking, "That was certainly exhilarating, especially with such a fiery woman. Next time... heh... I'm sure word of this will spread quickly."

Fully dressed once more, the beauty fixed her gaze on Xiao Tianci. "I told you—you'll regret this."

With those words, she lunged forward, her two fingers aiming straight for Xiao Tianci's eyes, like twin dragons chasing pearls. She moved with astonishing speed. His mind reacted quickly—dodge!—but his body couldn't keep up.

With a simple step, Fang Meng was already in front, his fist meeting her attack just in time. The mixed-blood beauty suddenly pivoted on her toe, her waist snapping as she spun outward like a top.

To be able to halt her assault mid-strike, especially in a fit of rage, and avoid his punch—Fang Meng remarked, "Indeed, you live up to your reputation as vice-captain of the Azure Dragon Mercenary Corps, Fire Phoenix."

Fire Phoenix stood there, already aware of this man's exceptional abilities, though she hadn't recalled his name. "Who are you?" she demanded.

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"Oh..." Xiao Tianci wondered aloud. Chief Steward Lin Jian had said that King Kong was famous, and judging by his demeanor, it was clear Fire Phoenix was no ordinary figure. How could she not recognize King Kong?

"Sigh..." Xiao Tianci lamented, "The times are changing... virtue is rare... ah... good people... so hard to be..."

Fire Phoenix gritted her teeth so hard they audibly cracked, her anger barely contained. "You drunken, idiotic bastard! If you're a good person, then there are no bad people in this world!"

With Fang Meng present, Xiao Tianci felt comfortable leaning back, continuing his rambling, "Virtue is rare... the world is cold... ah... being a good person... is it easy... human nature..."

Fire Phoenix's temper was as fierce as her name, all the more so after the humiliation of the wager. To her, it was the greatest disgrace, and her only thought was to kill this scoundrel. Surprised by Fang Meng's strength, she had intended to test Xiao Tianci, but his words provoked her further.

She could no longer hold back. Like a storm, she launched a barrage of attacks. Her body was flexible, her strikes came from ever-changing angles, and even Xiao Tianci could see that her strength was nearly equal to Fang Meng's. The two clashed several times, with Fang Meng unable to gain the upper hand—she truly was the female Exploding Dragon.

Fang Meng's moves were simple, relying on power and stability, but Fire Phoenix's relentless attacks now matched his strength and surpassed him in speed and technique. Fang Meng understood: in recent years, the Azure Dragon siblings had risen abruptly—clearly, they possessed extraordinary abilities. Her physique wasn't just the result of ordinary training; she must also practice internal martial arts, or she couldn't generate such explosive force.

Fang Meng led the battle to the side, where space was ample. Their fight was silent, punctuated only by the sound of fists and feet cutting through the air. The surveillance equipment had been shut off, so those outside had no idea what was happening within.

With a spinning side kick, Fire Phoenix struck. Fang Meng crossed his arms to block, yet her blow was so powerful that his massive frame was knocked back several meters.

With a resounding crash, Fang Meng swung his fist at a nearby ornamental rock, shattering a large chunk of the nearly two-meter stone. The noise startled those outside.

Jerryson barged in, witnessing the scene. Fighting in the casino was something he couldn't ignore. He was about to intervene, but Xiao Tianci called out, "Manager Jerryson, heh... I believe... I haven't forgotten... Don't worry... It's nothing... Just a game... They're settling the wager... Ah... Let it be."

Fire Phoenix hadn't expected Xiao Tianci to say this—it was sparing her dignity. Jerryson, relieved, saw that things wouldn't turn deadly; it was certainly better than a strip show.

After a moment's thought, Jerryson nodded, waved his staff out, and closed the door.

Fang Meng inhaled deeply, his body crackling like firecrackers. His frame seemed to inflate, his clothes suddenly tight and straining to contain his bulk.

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Now Fang Meng appeared not only larger but even taller than before.

"Oh my God..." Jerryson watched Fang Meng's transformation, stunned—what manner of man was this?

Xiao Tianci sat up abruptly, finally understanding why Fang Meng was called King Kong. Judging by his appearance, this wasn't even his limit. What sort of internal martial arts was he practicing?

Seeing Fang Meng's current form, Fire Phoenix suddenly thought of someone, but before she could contemplate further, Fang Meng charged like an arrow from a bow, throwing a simple punch. Years of combat instinct told Fire Phoenix not to block—she pivoted on one foot, spinning to the side to evade.

But she was quick; Fang Meng was quicker, shadowing her every move. Previously, Fire Phoenix had confidence in her speed, even dominating Fang Meng. But now, she realized he was far faster than before.

She used her nimble skills to dodge twice, but knew there was nowhere left to escape. Fang Meng's speed had increased yet again—thuds, crashes, and the sound of splintering echoed.

At last, with nowhere to run, Fire Phoenix could only bring her hands together to block Fang Meng's punch. The force launched her across the room, crashing into the wall before she dropped to the floor, unconscious without a sound.

Fang Meng strode over, carrying her like a chick by her clothes, and brought her before Xiao Tianci, awaiting his decision.

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