Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1997 - 2060: To Lose or Not?
Even though he had a photograph, Li Yifei still couldn’t be sure that the child in the picture was his own. However, at this moment, Li Yifei couldn’t distinguish between true and false; instinctively, he believed that the child was his.
If it is his, then what should I do? Li Yifei thought to himself. This is a life-and-death battle, not something he could concede by surrendering, as admitting defeat meant he would die.
Trade his life for the child’s? Li Yifei licked his dry lips due to nervousness; he couldn’t make this decision immediately.
The saintess on the opposite side had regained her composure, no longer cold like before. Li Yifei knew something was absolutely wrong. Although she didn’t know what happened, she wouldn’t attack Li Yifei under these circumstances.
"Yifei, if there is anything, please be sure to tell me." The saintess spoke solemnly.
Li Yifei glanced up at the saintess, shook his head slightly, and returned his gaze to the phone. Over the years, he had experienced many things, big and small, emergency situations, yet he still hesitated now.
This hesitation made Li Yifei much calmer. He retyped and asked, "Why should I trust you?"
Soon, the reply came, "You have no choice. If you defeat the saintess, your child will disappear forever."
Just a few words, extremely cold, and Li Yifei seemed to have no way out.
Lose or not, Li Yifei stared at his phone, as if trying to see through to the other side. Of course, that was impossible...
"Why should I believe you? You say the child is mine, and I’m supposed to believe it? If the child isn’t mine, wouldn’t I have died for nothing?" Li Yifei bit his teeth, his cheeks puffed out, proving his anger.
The other side paused for a long time before sending another picture. It was a test report of a DNA analysis, which Li Yifei enlarged and scrutinized. It stated, "This is your son’s DNA test. When you’re dead, your family will know if it’s real."
If the person was standing in front of him, Li Yifei would crush him—no, he would tear him to pieces. However, the person hid behind the scenes, and Li Yifei couldn’t even determine who it really was. It was likely someone from the Holy War Organization, but it could also be another force secretly causing trouble, though the former was more likely. After all, if the saintess lost, the Holy War Organization would lose a top-tier expert, but if Li Yifei lost, the Holy War Organization would gain someone who conquered his inner demon and emerged stronger. If it were others, their purpose would be to completely ruin the relationship between Li Yifei and the Holy War Organization because regardless of today’s outcome, if Li Yifei died, the Li family—and possibly Murong Yuanqing and others—would hate the Holy War Organization, and they might disregard some agreements to confront the Holy War Organization. If Li Yifei didn’t die, regardless of the child’s outcome, this grudge would be completely formed.
These thoughts flashed through Li Yifei’s mind, and he made a decision, replying with one word: "Okay."
"Haha, I promise to send your child back to the country, but the saintess must not know about this, or else your child won’t return." The other side responded.
Li Yifei glanced at it, then slipped the phone back into his pocket. Bringing the phone today was a mistake because if there were no interruptions, he might have already settled the score with the saintess. Conversely, without the phone... what of the child?
The saintess looked on, bewildered, as Li Yifei put the phone away. Her eyes blinked, and then she saw Li Yifei look up and say, "It’s fine. Let’s continue."
If Su Mengxin had to choose, at this moment, she would definitely want Li Yifei to win—even to win beautifully. Although this decision would be extremely cruel to her, Su Mengxin would unhesitatingly choose Li Yifei.
If the child was harmed, the hatred could be avenged, or they could choose to have another child. But if something happened to Li Yifei, it would be the real catastrophe.
Unfortunately, Su Mengxin was unaware of this, and the women of the Li family wouldn’t know either, nor would the saintess because she just felt that Li Yifei was acting peculiar, the whole process was weird. Thinking of this, the saintess shook her head, clenching and unclenching her hands, and then said, "I think you’re not in a good state."
Li Yifei forced a smile. Although he didn’t want it to be this way, the last sentence from the other side made Li Yifei think in an undesired direction. Not letting the saintess know... then the child’s kidnapper was likely from the Holy War Organization.
Sigh, regardless, let’s fight first. Having known the other side’s purpose, Li Yifei decided... Li Yifei intended to make a move, but before he could, an idea crossed his mind. Since the other side kidnapped his child, should he kidnap the saintess to pressure the kidnapper? 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
Forget it. If the person on the move wasn’t from the Holy War Organization, then kidnapping the saintess would be meaningless.
Abandoning that idea, Li Yifei could only charge forward.
"Let’s fight." Li Yifei said.
The saintess recognized something was wrong; it wasn’t the same Li Yifei she knew. Something must have happened to him, but at this point, Li Yifei had regained his imposing aura, exuding the air of a powerhouse. The saintess pressed her lips, a little worried, but Li Yifei had already decided to act, so the saintess had to defend.
In no time, the two clashed again. Li Yifei launched an all-out attack as soon as the battle started, causing the saintess to weaken. Within just over a minute, the saintess was forced back several times by Li Yifei.
The phone he wore did not ring again. This time, the aura Li Yifei emitted spanned a wide area, intending to sense the surroundings. However, he perceived no one’s presence.
The saintess was momentarily careless and failed to dodge Li Yifei’s palm—a fierce and relentless strike. She instinctively wanted to close her eyes, but found that the strike, hitting her chest, was much weaker and didn’t hurt her at all.
Indeed... the saintess felt she had merely been lightly pushed, without any actual harm. Opening her eyes, she saw Li Yifei retreat several steps. His expression was cold, and his voice was indifferent as he said, "Focus."
"I..." The saintess began but then nodded, focusing her energy to calm down. If Li Yifei’s earlier strike had landed full force, her chances of victory would have significantly decreased, perhaps even ending in defeat.
In the early morning, the two fought again, with all the nearby birds and beasts frightened away by their aura. The more they fought, the faster things became, as the world’s top two masters gave their all to attack each other.
Once collected, the saintess grew even stronger, while... Li Yifei seemed to weaken, except for his initial ferocious attack which was to prove he was capable of challenging the saintess, not because he was in dire straits.
Minutes later, Li Yifei was counterattacked by the saintess, receiving a palm strike to the chest. He was sent flying, his chest and abdomen churning, even feeling a metallic taste in his throat. Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the sensation, looking at the saintess who didn’t pursue him, and said, "Again."
The saintess furrowed her brow and after a few seconds, said, "You can’t hold back."
"Of course not," Li Yifei shook his head. "If you won’t come, then I will."
With that, Li Yifei charged at the saintess, and in a split second, they were locked in combat again.
Bang, and another attack—this time, Li Yifei was knocked flying further. His back collided with a large tree, the massive force shaking the tree.
"Cough, cough." A trace of red appeared at the corner of Li Yifei’s mouth, not much, but it was the worst he’d been hit so far. Still, compared to the Satan War, it wasn’t as bad.
A trace of worry appeared in the saintess’s eyes. Ever since Li Yifei checked his phone, his state had been off, and if he’d been his usual self, this wouldn’t have happened. Let alone be continuously dominated, even knocked down twice.
Since when did I become so strong? The saintess shook her head; it wasn’t her strength but Li Yifei’s abnormal state that caused her concern.
Climbing off the tree, Li Yifei rubbed his chest, spat out some bloody saliva, then chuckled, "Impressive. However, I’m not done yet. Again!"
With that, Li Yifei charged again; the saintess was forced to counter.
Bam, another kick landed, and Li Yifei clutched his abdomen, sliding on one knee for a distance. The kick seemed more like... he had gone into it himself, though it was strong, causing Li Yifei’s abdomen significant pain.
"Ah!" Taking a few seconds to recover, Li Yifei took a deep breath and glanced at the saintess, whose expression wasn’t good. If she had thought his behavior strange, she now directly understood his intent.
As Li Yifei’s injuries worsened, the saintess lost her kill intent. So, when he stood again and said to continue, she shook her head and said, "No more fighting."
"Why not?" Li Yifei frowned, wiping away the blood at his lip.
"Not fighting anymore," the saintess insisted, shaking her head as she approached Li Yifei.
If you won’t fight, wasn’t my taking the beating for nothing? Li Yifei felt speechless. Deep down, he didn’t want to admit defeat, so even though he was continually showing weakness, he was ensuring he could still turn the tables. What if... what if that call was a trick, and he conceded, wouldn’t it be a huge loss?
But the saintess was serious, or perhaps it could be said she was saying it out of spite. In any case, she was serious.
