With a loud thud, Qin Ming rammed his shoulder into Sun Shangxiang, lifting her off the ground and carrying her on his back.
Her twin staffs relentlessly pounded and jabbed at his back, but Qin Ming ignored the strikes.
With his head pressed against Sun Shangxiang's abdomen, he charged forward like a mad bull, knocking over countless weapon racks along the way. Finally, with a deafening crash, he slammed her into the wall.
Sun Shangxiang's eyes widened, her mouth agape from the sudden impact.
Before she could recover from the pain, Qin Ming roared, grabbed her by the waist, and hurled her into the air.
She spun twice like a windmill, crashing into the ceiling before slamming back down onto the floor with a heavy thud.
Sun Shangxiang caught herself with her hands, performing an acrobatic handstand to dodge Qin Ming's flying elbow strike.
The boat's deck cracked from the force of his blow, fissures spreading outward.
Springing into action, Sun Shangxiang landed directly on Qin Ming's back and smashed her staff against his face.
Even after taking a direct hit, Qin Ming's head barely wobbled. His fierce gaze locked onto her as he reached out to grab her.
Sun Shangxiang's eyes flared with defiance. She gritted her teeth and pressed both staffs against his throat, trying to pin him down.
The iron staffs clashed against Qin Ming's arm guards, emitting sharp screeching sounds.
They grappled, their arms trembling from the strain, but Sun Shangxiang's berserk strength gradually forced Qin Ming's arms downward.
Shockingly, even with his overwhelming physical prowess, Qin Ming found himself overpowered by Sun Shangxiang's enhanced rage state.
As the weapons drew dangerously close to his neck, Qin Ming's forehead bulged with veins. Desperate, he suddenly bit down on Sun Shangxiang's arm.
Sun Shangxiang let out a pained cry, never expecting such a dirty move. She instinctively stopped pressing down and swung her staff across Qin Ming's face.
The hit left a vivid red mark, but Qin Ming seized the opportunity to deliver a brutal punch, sending Sun Shangxiang flying.
She tumbled across the floor, skidding to a stop on one knee, her twin staffs raised defensively.
Glaring at him furiously, her eyes widened in shock as Qin Ming slowly rose to his feet.
His body began to swell and expand, muscles bulging like coiled steel.
In just two seconds, he grew from a regular 1.7-meter youth to a towering 2-meter behemoth.
His blood-red eyes gleamed fiercely as steam puffed from his nostrils.
Without a word, Qin Ming roared and grabbed a massive weapon rack, hurling it straight at Sun Shangxiang.
Sun Shangxiang nimbly somersaulted away, evading the flying rack, which crashed into the wall with a thunderous bang.
More weapons followed, thrown with relentless force. Sun Shangxiang darted left and right, dodging the barrage with remarkable agility.
Glancing at the wall now bristling with embedded swords and spears, she clenched her jaw as Qin Ming charged toward her.
She gripped her twin staffs tightly and rushed forward without hesitation.
In her berserk state, her agility soared to an astonishing 70 points—nearly triple Qin Ming's.
The sheer speed difference was insurmountable, no matter his combat skills.
For every one of Qin Ming's attacks, Sun Shangxiang retaliated three times.
She danced around him, delivering precise counterstrikes while deftly avoiding his fiery arm swings.
When a clean escape was impossible, she struck decisively, deflecting his blows.
Her swift footwork and devastating strikes made her far more formidable than Li Dian, the first-stage boss from Romance of the Three Kingdoms 2.
Her only weakness was her relatively low defense due to choosing leather armor for flexibility rather than heavy battlefield gear.
After another fierce exchange, they slid apart, creating distance between them.
Qin Ming grabbed a nearby wooden crate and hurled it with all his strength.
The crate smashed into the wall, shattering into countless splinters.
Undeterred, Qin Ming yanked up another weapon rack, ready to hurl it.
Sun Shangxiang, twin staffs poised, prepared to counter his assault.
Just as they were about to clash again, the door burst open with a loud bang.
The commotion inside had finally alarmed the crew.
Realizing something was amiss, Zhou Dun led a group of heavily armed soldiers into the room.
Even though Qin Ming was just a mere logistics soldier, the uproar inside shouldn't have been so intense even if they beat him to death.
Iron-armored soldiers and female guards surged in, weapons gleaming as they caught the scene in the room.
What shocked them most was Qin Ming, who had inexplicably grown twice his original size and was now wielding a massive weapon rack like it was a mere twig.
Zhou Dun's expression darkened as he immediately raised his weapon.
"What are you doing? Seize him!"
With a single command, the soldiers charged forward.
Qin Ming's face sank as he instinctively reached for the flight suit in his inventory.
He had barely managed to hold his ground against Sun Shangxiang alone.
If Zhou Dun, who was no pushover, along with a swarm of super-elite troops joined in, victory wasn't just uncertain—his very survival would be in question.
Without hesitation, he prepared to activate the flight suit and crash through the window to escape.
But before the soldiers could reach him, Sun Shangxiang suddenly roared.
"Who gave you permission to enter? Get out!"
"But, Miss—he—!"
"I said get out! Don't make me repeat myself a third time! If anyone dares barge in here without my permission, I'll break their legs!"
"Yes, Miss!"
The soldiers paled and quickly retreated after witnessing her wrath.
Zhou Dun led them out, throwing a hesitant glance back before closing the door.
Sun Shangxiang stormed over, slamming the door shut and yanking a wooden beam across it to lock it from the inside.
With a quick spin of her twin staffs, she turned to face Qin Ming, once again assuming her crane-like stance, staffs poised for attack.
"Alright! Now that the nuisances are gone—let's continue!"
Qin Ming raised an eyebrow, surprised by her determination.
"Not going to call for backup? Weren't you accusing me of sneaking onto the ship with ill intentions?"
"Ha! I don't care if you're human or demon! Even if you're Zhao Yun's spy, that's none of my concern! Remember, Shu is my husband's kingdom too!"
Her sharp brows arched as an eager smile appeared on her face.
"It doesn't matter if you're from Shu or Wu—all I know is that you're strong! So, here are your options: one, defeat me, and I won't stop you from doing whatever you want. Two, lose to me, and I'll personally break your legs and toss you into the sea to feed the fish! Your choice!"
Qin Ming's eyes narrowed, his hand slowly retracting from the flight suit.
Rolling his shoulders, he suddenly gripped his uniform and tore it apart, revealing a muscular, powerful physique beneath.
With a furious roar, he charged at Sun Shangxiang like a raging tank.
His decision was clear.
Sun Shangxiang bellowed in response, spinning her twin staffs before unleashing a flying kick, clashing head-on with Qin Ming.
In her berserk state, with an all-stat boost to 50 and a mind-blowing 70 points in agility, her combat prowess was terrifying.
Lightly armored and swift, Sun Shangxiang's capabilities in close-quarters combat, especially in one-on-one duels, were unmatched.
Among all the bosses Qin Ming had faced, she was undoubtedly the second strongest—only surpassed by the Hook Captain imbued with elven power.
As Sun Shangxiang's relentless attacks rained down, Qin Ming found himself struggling under the pressure.
Blow after blow landed, forcing him to grit his teeth in frustration.
Finally, unable to endure any longer, Qin Ming roared furiously, his entire body igniting in blazing flames.
With a swift motion, he unleashed a Sonic Blade!
He had finally decided to use a skill.
And with this sudden attack—he caught Sun Shangxiang completely off guard!