Chapter 25: Beating Wesker
"Nicholas Young?"
When Wesker saw Yang Ren taking off his sunglasses, he recognized him at a glance.
Because Ada had described Yang Ren's appearance to him before, and this Chinese-Russian mixed-race face was very easy to recognize.
"I heard that you are a suitable candidate for the T virus?"
"Are you interested in joining me and becoming a pioneer in accelerating the process of human evolution?"
According to Wesker's personality, it would be best if he could use capable people for his own benefit.
"no way!"
Wesker extended a cordial invitation to Yang Ren, but Claire behind Yang Ren answered directly on his behalf.
"Hmm? Did you hear that? My little Claire is very dissatisfied~"
Yang Ren also raised the corner of his mouth and answered jokingly.
With such a strong combination of T+NE-γ, he is fully confident that he can beat Wesker, who now only has the Progenitor Virus, to the ground.
"You are indeed as you say, Mr. Nicholas."
“Too noble…!”
"You're actually obsessed with a female college student?"
"I really overestimated you."
Wesker frowned, and his tone gradually became gritted.
"In many ways, I am also a college boy."
"I'm not like someone who lured all his subordinates into a trap and killed them in order to collect combat data."
"Right, you son of a bitch?"
In response, Yang Ren's sharp tongue did not give in at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wesker couldn't help himself.
A red light flashed under the sunglasses, and he rushed towards Yang Ren's side, leaving a series of afterimages behind him.
But Yang Ren was faster than him.
His figure disappeared from the spot and appeared in Wesker's path, sweeping a horizontal leg towards Wesker's abdomen.
Wesker quickly blocked it.
After a high sweep kick towards Yang Ren's head was dodged, he followed up with a backward kick.
Yang Ren turned around and squatted slightly to avoid the kick, and at the same time clamped Wesker's legs with both hands before he could retract them.
He stepped forward with his right foot to block Wesker's other standing foot, and pushed Wesker out diagonally.
After the latter landed, he somersaulted to his feet and quickly distanced himself from the opponent, and both sides then assumed fighting stances.
Wesker's combat skills were indeed not weak, and Yang Ren was unable to find Wesker's flaws for a while.
At the same time, Wesker gradually became suspicious of Yang Ren's identity.
How could a male college student of similar age to Claire have such rich fighting experience?
After a brief stalemate between the two, Wesker decided to take the initiative and rushed forward with a leap and kicked.
Yang Ren remained standing until the pair of combat boots were about to fly to his chest.
He bent his left hand inward and pushed the back of the shoe backward, and with his right hand, he pushed hard towards Wesker's abdomen.
Knee-hugging step!
Wesker flew backwards and rolled on the ground for several times before stopping.
This time he fell quite hard. After getting up, he knelt on one knee, breathing slightly.
When I looked up again, Yang Ren had already assumed a Tai Chi stance.
"Taichi?"
This was clearly the posture of ancient Chinese Kung Fu, and Wesker recognized it immediately.
Yang Ren himself didn't know where his original body had learned this ancient martial arts Tai Chi, and he just used it subconsciously.
He didn't answer Wesker's words, but just made a provocative "come on" gesture.
Wesker seized the opportunity and suddenly stood up and rushed towards Yang Ren.
He jumped up when he was less than one meter away from Yang Ren, and quickly threw out his right fist while pushing his right foot backward.
Leaping Superman Fist?
Yang Ren leaned his body to the right and grabbed Wesker's fist with his left hand.
Then he lowered his body slightly and pressed his right hand against Wesker's abdomen.
Using the force of his opponent's force, he treated him like a sandbag, drew a semicircle from the top of his head, and threw him heavily onto the concrete floor.
Bang!
The force of this blow was no less than falling directly from the third floor, and landing on the back.
Wesker immediately fell to the ground groaning and couldn't get up.
Virus enhancement can indeed give people superhuman physical strength, but it will still hurt if they are hit.
“Poor performance indeed.”
After saying this in a thick British accent, Yang Ren walked forward, ready to finish off Wesker.
A protruding stone brick appeared from nowhere under my feet.
Yang Ren was tripped without paying attention and staggered slightly.
Wesker, who was lying on the ground, had a fierce gleam in his eyes.
He quickly stood up, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed it towards Yang Ren's chest.
T+NE-γ gave Yang Ren extremely strong perception abilities.
His right hand shot out like lightning, and in a blink of an eye he had grabbed the wrist of Wesker's knife-holding hand.
He turned quickly and struck Wesker's knife-holding elbow with his left elbow.
Wesker reacted just as quickly, immediately bending his elbow downward and raising his forearm upward in a blocking stance.
The elbow was blocked, but the dagger was immediately taken away by Yang Ren.
Yang Ren took the dagger in his hand and played with it for a while.
Then hold the dagger with the tip facing upwards and slash from the lower right to the upper left.
Wesker swung away narrowly.
After the dagger reaches the highest point, immediately change to a short grip with the tip of the blade facing downward, and stab downward.
This one was also dodged.
"drink!"
With a loud shout, Yang Ren side-kicked Wesker in the abdomen, sending him flying backwards.
Wesker, who had rolled on the ground for several times to relieve the force, had just stood up when Yang Ren appeared in front of him in an instant and slapped him lightly.
Snapped-!
A crisp sound came.
Wesker's entire head tilted for a moment, and his sunglasses were blown off.
Taking advantage of the momentum, Wesker used a roundhouse kick to force Yang Ren to retreat. He immediately retreated a long distance and covered his face.
Without the cover of sunglasses, Wesker's orange-red vertical pupils were completely exposed.
Just at this moment, Wesker's headset rang.
"Who the hell is calling me at this hour...?"
"…I got it! I'll be right back!"
Wesker looked at Yang Ren warily and replied with gritted teeth.
“Nikola…!”
"I remember you!"
After making these harsh remarks, Wesker left behind a shadow and jumped away dejectedly from the wall beside him.
In fact, if you look closely, from beginning to end, it seems that Wesker didn't even touch Yang Ren's hair.
Yang Ren didn't even use his full strength, but he beat Wesker so badly that he had almost no chance to fight back.
If he goes all out, the speed brought by the T+NE-γ combination is slightly lower than the speed that Zhuizhui can use to dodge bullets.
And the strength to bend the iron bars of a prison cell with his bare hands.
Wesker couldn't even block Yang Ren's first horizontal kick and was kicked away.
It's not just the reaction ability and speed advantages brought by T-NE-γ, the original body's fighting skills also account for a large part of the advantage.
When she returned to Claire's side, her eyes were full of little stars.
"So handsome!"
After hugging Yang Ren's waist, Claire stared at his face from bottom to top, making him feel embarrassed.
If Yang Ren’s height (180cm) wasn’t much taller than Claire’s (169cm).
It was estimated that Claire was already rubbing against his chest at this moment.
"Come on, let's go find Steve."
He took off his leather gloves, touched Claire's little head, put them back on, and the two set out to look for Steve in the annex building next to the mansion.
In the grass nearby, a little white mouse was observing all this silently.
Seeing the two people heading towards the outbuilding next to the mansion, it immediately jumped out of the bushes and followed them.
……
After a violent sweep like that of a demolition team, the ancillary buildings of the mansion were turned into a mess.
The two finally found Steve in a small "U"-shaped courtyard that was not open to the sky.
Yang Ren and Claire were on the second floor of the courtyard, while Steve was in the center of the first floor.
He held a Ruger P08 pistol in his hand, pointing it at a fat zombie that was approaching in front of him, but he did not shoot.
"Stop... don't..."
"I can not!"
"do not come!!!"