“Good skills! Just now, it was your dog that disturbed me, so I barely took a hit. Although I lost that move, my body can still handle it. It’s no big deal. Let’s compete again.”

James Carter saw the girl opposite him—who seemed like a fox spirit incarnate—make the internationally recognized stop gesture, so he steadied himself and stood firm. He drew his bow, with his left leg as the pivot, and his right leg quickly traced a circle. One hand guarded his chest, the other stretched out flat, forming an eagle claw, grasping at the air, faintly locking onto the girl. His pair of rough iron palms seemed to swell with blood, turning crimson, with dog blood dripping from them, a shocking sight.

At the same time, James Carter pursed his lips, his eyes narrowing into slits, sparkling with surprise and excitement.

“This guy must be the legendary martial arts fanatic!” At first, the girl thought she had just slapped James Carter and he was furious out of shame, but now it was clear that wasn’t the case. There wasn’t a trace of anger in his eyes—only excitement. “No wonder he mastered Iron Sand Palm to this level in just ten years!”

“If I hadn’t saved you, you’d still be in the detention center! The moment we meet, you’re rude, then you wreck my car and kill my dog. Is this how a person should behave? Don’t you have any manners?” The girl kicked off both her crystal sandals, revealing a pair of bare, jade-like feet, very beautiful. Her forehead creased slightly as she glared angrily at James Carter.

James Carter, hearing this and looking around at the mess and chaos, couldn’t help but click his tongue, realizing he had gone a bit too far just now.

Who calls a girl a fox spirit upon first meeting? Getting slapped was his own lack of skill. It’s just that James Carter had always wanted to master internal martial arts but never succeeded, nor had he met a true expert. Now, suddenly seeing one, it was like a starving wolf spotting a piece of meat! If Iron Sand Palm is unleashed, it breaks whatever it touches—no wonder he lost control.

“Uh…” Just as he was about to say something, a whoosh of wind sounded, a white blur flashed, and those slender, jade legs in light jeans kicked toward him: “Trickery!”

His right hand reached out, about to grab that delicate, jade foot, then lift and throw her, or even crush it like a brick. Though the girl’s skills were superb, she was still flesh and blood, no match for James Carter’s well-trained body.

But the jade foot quickly dropped, and the girl spun like a supple snake, dodging the eagle claw and aiming a kick at James Carter’s groin.

James Carter instinctively guarded his vital points, blocking with a horizontal palm—bang! Palm met foot, and he felt her toes soft and boneless, smooth and slick—an ordinary man would have been utterly distracted.

But once James Carter started fighting, he was unstoppable, regardless of gender, age, or even animal. Instantly, he switched from palm to claw, grabbing again, his knuckles trembling, but suddenly felt her toes tap precisely in the center of his palm.

It was as if his palm had been shocked by electricity; his whole arm went numb, and his fingers couldn’t form a claw. The other jade foot flashed in, kicking at his groin with lightning speed and fierce force. This combination of softness and hardness, in both speed and strength, was perfectly executed.

“If that kick lands, I’ll be crippled for life!” Iron Sand Palm isn’t Iron Shirt or Golden Bell Cover—though his body was tougher than most, it couldn’t withstand a true expert’s kick, especially not to the groin.

Of course, unless you can retract your genitals into your abdomen, then there’s nothing to say.

James Carter hadn’t mastered such skills, nor the legendary retraction technique. In a rush, he flipped backward, leaping onto the car roof. The girl’s fragrance wafted over as she followed like a shadow, and the two immediately clashed again.

“How exhilarating!” Shaking out her limbs, the girl used authentic Xingyi Boxing, her movements soft and circular, turning softness into strength, always dissolving James Carter’s stone-splitting palm force at the most subtle moments. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of moves. With every collision, James Carter’s muscles ached from her needle-like energy, and his movements gradually slowed.

“Stop!” James Carter jumped off the car and shouted, “That’s enough! Let’s eat first, then spar some more! My name is James Carter. May I ask your name?”

“Oh!” The girl jumped off the car, still a bit angry. “I’m Anna Sullivan. With your temperament—killing people in the street, attacking the police—you’re way too reckless. You just fought without any reason, and now, how do you plan to handle this mess?”

“There are countless reasons in this world, none of them clear! Today it’s one reason, tomorrow another—never clear! Even Confucius wanted to execute Shaozheng Mao, let alone me. A sharp tongue is no match for a strong body, and a strong body is no match for a strong heart. There’s no point arguing reason.” James Carter spoke righteously, his words as direct as could be. “This car is only worth eight or nine hundred thousand, maybe a million. I’ll pay you for it. I’ll get you another dog too. By the way, how many years have you practiced Xingyi? I can barely hold my own against you. What would it take for you to teach me? I’ll pay any price.”