Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 1137 - 1183: Perfect Tactics

Chapter 1137: Chapter 1183: Perfect Tactics

Inoue Aoga did not anticipate that Li Yifei would do this. Even when joining forces with Mig, he did not believe that the two of them could easily defeat Li Yifei, let alone kill him.

He also thought that Li Yifei should focus more energy on him, so even if Mig found an opportunity, he wouldn’t truly kill Li Yifei, but rather would show mercy.

The opportunity came too suddenly, catching Inoue Aoga off guard. However, as a master like him, once the opportunity arose, he wouldn’t easily let it slip away. He immediately burst forth at full power, rushing towards Li Yifei, confident that under Mig’s interception, Li Yifei would completely lack the ability to withstand his attack. Even if it didn’t kill Li Yifei, it would certainly leave him severely wounded.

As Mig’s fists collided with Li Yifei’s, Mig could imagine the tremendous force behind his punch, which excited him. Trading blows with a formidable opponent like Li Yifei, no matter the circumstances, he found it difficult to control his emotions.

But when their four fists met, Mig immediately felt something was off. Although Li Yifei’s punch was extremely strong, it definitely did not utilize his full body strength. The force of the impact was not as great as his. If it were someone else, Mig wouldn’t have been surprised, but he would never expect Golden Eagle to be this weak. Such a situation could only mean one thing: Li Yifei’s attack was a feint, not a real attempt to clash hard with him.

However, by that time, Mig’s power was already committed to his punch, and he couldn’t hold back. He struck hard, and although he faced formidable resistance, it certainly wasn’t an impact. To Mig, his fists felt like they were pushing against a piston or hitting a spring. He ended up compressing Li Yifei’s power within Golden Eagle’s body.

"Be careful!" Mig suddenly shouted loudly, realizing what Li Yifei was doing. It seemed like a full-powered attack at him, but it was essentially a feint; Li Yifei was actually holding back energy. The moment their powers met, Li Yifei deflected his power in a strange, spring-like manner, also diverting Mig’s power onto his own body. Seeing Li Yifei get thrust backward even faster, he directly crashed into Inoue Aoga.

Hearing Mig’s warning, Inoue Aoga thought it was meant for Li Yifei, cursing inwardly. The alliance between their nations was meant to unite against Golden Eagle, and he had already declared his intention to kill Golden Eagle without the need for any card or rank.

If Inoue Aoga had known the warning was for him, he definitely would have thought differently.

Seeing Li Yifei charging at him like a cannonball, Inoue Aoga gathered all his strength into his fists and struck mercilessly at Li Yifei’s back.

But Li Yifei, as if his back had eyes, suddenly swung his elbows powerfully backward, directly meeting Inoue Aoga’s fists.

Inoue Aoga’s fists didn’t change direction; it was his ultimate blow, fueled by all his strength, aiming for a sure kill. Diverting now would dissipate his power, and Li Yifei’s hasty elbow counter was purely defensive—it wouldn’t be effective. So, his fists slammed into Li Yifei’s elbows.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Li Yifei’s body staggered and fell to the ground, then stumbled a few steps forward, standing firm like a javelin.

Meanwhile, Inoue Aoga, like a cannonball, flew backward in the air, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood before landing, almost collapsing but managing to steady himself using a tree.

This outcome shocked him; he never anticipated it. It was ludicrous. How could he be the one injured? Golden Eagle was supposed to be the one hurt.

Inoue Aoga couldn’t figure it out, but Mig understood perfectly. Li Yifei had used the combined force of two men to counter-attack Inoue Aoga. Each of them was strong, but the combined force of two was simply insurmountable for one.

"Golden Eagle, it seems I underestimated you this time; you’ve won," Mig shook his head and said, "I need to train harder, or else I’ll surely lose the next time we fight."

Li Yifei smiled proudly, "Good, I’m looking forward to that day."

Mig smiled at Li Yifei again and strode away.

Seeing this, Inoue Aoga immediately dashed into the thick fog, severely injured, not wanting to be pursued by Li Yifei.

"Golden Eagle, here are our cards!" The two German special forces soldiers who witnessed the staggering strike were awestruck. Golden Eagle had severely injured a Japanese master despite being double-teamed by Mig and him. His strength earned their respect, something they could not match. Engaging Li Yifei any further was now pointless.

Li Yifei nodded, unceremoniously accepting the cards, then vanished into the thick fog.

To onlookers, Li Yifei seemed to have the upper hand in the battle, but that was just the surface. His method of using borrowed force was effective against weaker opponents, but against a master like Mig, it came with immense pressure. In fact, he was also significantly internally wounded.

If Mig and Inoue Aoga had continued their assault, he wouldn’t have lasted long without exposing his vulnerability. Fortunately, he injured Inoue Aoga first, deterring both opponents, allowing him to safely retreat.

Quickly finding his teammates from Flying Hawk Squad, Li Yifei couldn’t hold back any longer, coughed lightly, and spat out a bit of blood.

"Boss!"

"Master!"

Zheng Mingrui and Sophia immediately shouted in panic when they truly saw Li Yifei injured and vomiting blood.

Li Yifei wiped his lips and smiled bitterly, saying, "It’s okay, don’t worry about me. I just got a bit hurt. I just need to rest well. I still have thirteen cards, and now we have almost sixty in our hands. As long as we keep these cards, we won’t just be second, we can aim for the first place."

Zheng Mingrui hurriedly said, "Boss, leave it to us. You should rest well."

Li Yifei immediately began to regulate his breathing. The type of Innate Vital Energy that Xu Shanshan had received could only be practiced by him, but it was not entirely useless; at least one of the breathing methods was very effective for healing. About two hours later, Li Yifei opened his eyes again, and his injuries had healed by fifty to sixty percent. Now, as long as he didn’t confront Mig face to face, it wouldn’t affect him much.

"Boss, how did you get hurt?" Seeing Li Yifei open his eyes, Zheng Mingrui immediately asked anxiously.

Li Yifei smiled bitterly and said, "I encountered Mig and Inoue Aoga."

"Those two teamed up?" Zheng Mingrui’s eyes widened.

Li Yifei nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Damn!" Zheng Mingrui’s eyes bulged. He had seen the strength of Inoue Aoga, and Mig had always been on par with Li Yifei. With such strength, the two teaming up against Li Yifei and him merely vomiting blood upon return was already quite formidable.

Li Yifei stood up and said, "Let’s go. I think that Inoue Aoga won’t dare to trouble us for now. As long as we don’t encounter Mig’s SEAL team, there will be no problem."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Sophia immediately asked, "Master, how is that Inoue Aoga now?"

"He should be more injured than me, but Mig is fine."

"Damn!" Zheng Mingrui and the other two members of the Flying Hawk Squad shouted out. To think that Li Yifei, even when faced with two masters, still managed to heavily injure one of them, was incredibly awesome.

Li Yifei also detailed the recent events, leaving the four of them dumbfounded. It wasn’t just a matter of strength anymore, but also the application of tactics. Even if it were them in his place, having Li Yifei’s strength, they absolutely couldn’t have handled it as perfectly as Li Yifei did.

It was already broad daylight, and the dense fog had also dispersed. It was past eight in the morning, and it was time for them to head to the rendezvous point.

Because Li Yifei was injured, they had delayed too much time. By the time they reached near the gathering point, almost everyone had arrived. Though Mig’s SEAL team had intercepted several squads, there wasn’t only one way to the gathering point, and some teams still successfully reached.

Those squads had some combat capabilities, and Mig’s SEAL team did not go after Li Yifei, who was the last to emerge, but instead reported at the gathering point, indicating they didn’t want to compete further. Thus, Li Yifei’s team faced no obstacles on their way to the gathering point.

In the end, the Flying Hawk Squad led by one card advantage over Mig’s SEAL team and took first place. Originally, Inoue Aoga could have spoken about his severe injuries caused by Li Yifei to deduct three to five cards from him, but Inoue Aoga was concerned about his face; speaking out would tarnish his future reputation, so he ultimately gritted his teeth and bore with it. Importantly, Mig didn’t ask him to do so either, otherwise, it would have been difficult for him to refuse.

Mig leaned in close to Li Yifei and asked softly, "Golden Eagle, isn’t that force-dissipation technique of yours still unrefined?"

Li Yifei chuckled and replied, "You’re right. I’m still working on it, hoping to perfect it next time we face each other."

"Alright, it’s interesting. Let’s see how your technique holds up on September 1st when I team up with Satan."

Li Yifei’s face darkened immediately, the thought of that scenario truly sent shivers down his spine. Satan, although not much stronger than Inoue Aoga, had an absolute edge in actual combat abilities compared to Inoue Aoga.

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