"Fine. I'm not afraid of a woman," Han Sen muttered to himself.
Han Sen had thought it through. No matter how much he tried, Qin Xuan would not let him go. Anyway, he had become quite proficient in Ghosthaunt and could use Qin Xuan to practice.
When Han Sen stood in front of Qin Xuan again in his combat suit, Qin Xuan kicked him without hesitation.
For someone like Han Sen, who was good at sneak attacks, as long as he was not given a chance, his moves would be useless. Therefore, Qin Xuan made the first move and did not give Han Sen any chance at all.
But Qin Xuan still made a big mistake. She underestimated Han Sen, and she didn't see him as an opponent. She just wanted to teach him a lesson, so she didn't use her full power. She didn't even use half of her power.
In Qin Xuan's mind, Han Sen was still the ignorant and shameless ass maniac, the rookie who was bullied in Steel Armor Shelter.
Qin Xuan did not really want to do anything to Han Sen, so she left a lot of leeway.
However, Qin Xuan did not know that Han Sen now had 18 sacred geno points and practiced Jadeskin. Although his fitness level was still not as good as hers, the gap was not that big.
When Qin Xuan kicked him, Han Sen did not retreat but moved to a position where it was difficult for Qin Xuan to exert her strength. Then he pinched Qin Xuan's leg with his arm and twisted it hard. Qin Xuan suddenly turned over and fell to the ground.
Han Sen immediately used his hands and feet skillfully. His whole body was on top of Qin Xuan like a shackle, locking Qin Xuan's legs and arms, making it difficult for her to exert her strength.
Qin Xuan had underestimated Han Sen and did not expect him to be so skillful. When she realized it and wanted to fight back, she found that she could not break free.
Qin Xuan was both angry and embarrassed. She tried to break free several times, but Han Sen was so skillful that she couldn't use her strength. If she tried, her arm might be dislocated or even broken.
Ji Xuan was pinned down by Han Sen. Her face was red and she wanted to find a hole to hide in. No matter how she thought about it, she could never have imagined that she would be subdued by Han Sen in one move. She had wanted to teach Han Sen a lesson, but it turned out to be like this, which made her feel uncomfortable.
"Stationmaster Qin, does this count as my win?"
Han Sen was secretly pleased, "I didn't expect that old man's martial arts to be so useful. He even managed to take care of Qin Xuan."
"Don't even think about beating me." Qin Xuan was furious and refused to admit defeat.
If it were someone else, she would have let it go, but this man was a despicable, shameless, and perverted ass maniac. How could she admit defeat to such a person?
Qin Xuan shouted and her body flashed with golden light. Suddenly, a golden lion beast soul rushed out and merged with Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan's body suddenly expanded and soon turned into a majestic golden lion taller than a person. She suddenly shook off Han Sen.
With a roar, Qin Xuan, who had turned into a golden lion, flew towards Han Sen with a fierce wind.
"Foul, foul. We agreed not to use beast souls," Han Sen quickly shouted.
Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and the golden lion paw that was about to hit Han Sen stopped. She did say last time that she would not use beast souls, but in that situation, she was too anxious to remember.
"Okay, I won't use beast souls."
Qin Xuan blushed and put away the beast soul. Then, she leaped towards Han Sen with her fists and legs.
After all, Han Sen was still too green, and he had just learned Ghosthaunt. His fitness and fighting experience were not as good as Qin Xuan's, so he was still knocked down after more than 20 moves.
Qin Xuan did not say anything and turned away with a cold face. In fact, Qin Xuan felt embarrassed. If she had not used beast souls, she would not have been able to break free from Han Sen's lock. She would have lost at that time, so even Qin Xuan felt that she had not won well. After beating Han Sen, she was not in the mood to say anything.
"Still not good enough. My physical evolution, fighting skills, and experience are all much worse than Qin Xuan's."
Although Han Sen knew that it was impossible for him to catch up with Qin Xuan so quickly, he was still slightly disappointed that he could not even take 30 moves from her.
After taking a shower, Qin Xuan's face was still red. She felt a little ashamed that she was pushed to that point by the Ass Freak she thought she was.
"That can't be right. Although his grappling skills are good, without a certain amount of strength, there is no way he could lock me in place. How can his fitness be so high?" Qin Xuan suddenly thought of this problem and quickly pulled up the data collected by Han Sen's combat suit.
Looking at it, Qin Xuan bit her lips and cursed, "That bastard, how could he have such a good fitness? I'm afraid he must have maxed out on mutant geno points. How could he pretend to be weak? Ass Freak.
Crazy Ass Devil, just you wait, I will never let you go, you bastard. "
Since then, every time Han Sen entered or exited the teleport station, Qin Xuan would call Han Sen into the combat room to teach him a lesson, almost without exception.
Han Sen just smiled every time. The most important thing about grappling skills like Devil's Possession was actual combat. With a person as good as Qin Xuan as a free sparring partner, Han Sen's fighting skills and experience had improved tremendously. In contrast, Han Sen was more than willing to suffer a little pain.
If it were not for Qin Xuan, Han Sen could only practice with enemies, which was far more dangerous than practicing with Qin Xuan. One mistake and he might lose his life.
Han Sen also secretly increased the frequency of entering and exiting the teleport station so that he could practice with Qin Xuan more. Such a good opportunity was hard to come by.
Of course, Han Sen would not let Qin Xuan know that he deliberately used her as a sparring partner. Every time, he would find a way to annoy Qin Xuan and make her angry so that she would ask him to go to the combat room again.
Qin Xuan had taught Han Sen so many lessons, but she did not feel satisfied at all. Every time she saw Han Sen's smiling face, she could not help but feel angry. Every time she saw Han Sen, she wanted to pull him into the combat room to teach him a lesson. It had almost become a habit. If she did not fight with Han Sen for a few days, she would feel uncomfortable.