"If I tell you the origin of my name, will you let the senior brothers help me?" Hua Ling negotiated.

Logically, after living together for more than a decade, her voice should carry more weight than Xiao Feng's in front of Hui Yi and the others.

But she was very aware of the significance of that pendant to the senior brothers. Simply put, as long as the guy in front of her didn't relent, no matter whether the senior brothers were willing or not, they wouldn't come to help her.

And Xiao Feng's response was straightforward: "Then you better not say it, I'm not desperate to know."

With that, he continued moving forward.

Just as he was about to step onto the arch bridge, Hua Ling's pleasant voice came from behind: "Wait!"

Xiao Feng stopped and turned around, seeing the other taking a deep breath, and said, "The 'Hua' in my name comes from the Buddhist classic 'One flower, one world; one leaf, one Bodhi.'

In the past, when the Buddha picked a flower, only Kashyapa smiled, and then proceeded to the Pure Land. A single flower can contain a world. My master hopes I have such enlightenment.

As for the 'Ling' character, it's because when I was abandoned outside the temple gate, I had two bells on my ankle, and 'ling' is homophonic with 'bell'."

Xiao Feng's gaze moved to the bells on Hua Ling's ankle, immediately understanding that in addition to having extraordinary skills, her Body Technique was also top-notch.

Otherwise, back in the courtyard, he shouldn't have heard not a single sound before the arrow hit the post.

"It's getting late, go home, wash up, and sleep." Xiao Feng waved his hand and turned to leave.

Since they would inevitably meet in Jiangcheng in the future, there's no need to make some decisions so early; it's better to plan carefully before acting.

However, as he reached the center of the arch bridge, Hua Ling's icy voice sounded from behind: "Are you sure there's no room for negotiation?"

Xiao Feng turned slightly, chuckling: "If I say no, what do you plan to do?"

"Of course, I'll beat you up until you obediently hand the pendant to me." Hua Ling didn't conceal her intentions: "Since whoever holds the pendant gives the orders to the senior brothers, and you're unwilling to cooperate, I can only take it by force."

"Ha!" Xiao Feng sneered: "You're young, but quite bold. If you have the skill, come and take it."

Despite his words, Xiao Feng didn't just turn and leave; leaving his back exposed to the opponent in such a moment would be foolish.

Hua Ling wasted no words, stepping onto the arch bridge, her eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Jingle jingle! Jingle jingle! Jingle jingle!"

The urgent ringing of bells sounded, no longer pleasant as usual, more like a Life-Ending Talisman that unsettled the heart.

Xiao Feng immediately realized that these bells might have been specially modified by the old monk, functioning similarly to a Human Skin Drum, though not as instantaneous.

He bit his tongue, and under the stimulus of pain, the negative effects brought by the bell sounds diminished significantly.

Xiao Feng, elevated, swung his fist and charged ahead, determined to smash the opponent's arrogance with one punch!

Hua Ling also threw a punch, but instead of a frontal collision, she struck Xiao Feng's forearm.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, Hua Ling stepped back several paces, while Xiao Feng only took one step back.

In terms of pure strength, even someone like Chen Feihu with Innate Divine Power has limits.

Moreover, Hua Ling is just about the size of a young girl, and being a female, she gains no advantage in this aspect.

However, despite having the upper hand, Xiao Feng didn't feel much at ease.

Because that collision alone caused his arm to feel numb and weakened.

There was no time to think further as Hua Ling's offensive came again, her pink fists alternating swiftly, seemingly chaotic, almost like a girl's playful tantrum, screaming "little fists pounding your chest."

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

In the blink of an eye, they exchanged five more moves.

And Xiao Feng gained a deeper understanding of Hua Ling's strength; she seemed to have studied acupoint recognition, each strike, though not heavy, caused intense pain.

Hua Ling's expression was also serious; with her usual fighting style, any tough guy should have screamed in pain by now.

But this man only frowned a bit—was his pain sensitivity this low?

"Still dare to boast?" Xiao Feng said with a mocking look.

Hua Ling snorted coldly: "It's too early to conclude, you'll have your time to cry later."

With that, she shook her arms and launched another attack.

Xiao Feng remained alert, trying his best to avoid letting her hit her desired spots while counterattacking, holding nothing back, showing no mercy,

...

Twenty minutes later, Hua Ling, hands on knees and panting heavily, stared at Xiao Feng across from her with resentment: "You... did you practice the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt?"

"It's Shirt, not 'Shirt-er'." Xiao Feng corrected indifferently: "Also, a reminder, don't lower your head, or the flower crown will fall."

"..." Hua Ling.

After catching her breath, Hua Ling gritted her teeth: "I don't believe I can't beat you!"

Saying this, she charged like an angry bull.

Xiao Feng drew his dagger, readying himself as if to defend with offense.

Seeing this, Hua Ling drew two arrows from the quiver behind her.

"Clang!"

At the clash of weapons, Xiao Feng kicked Hua Ling's thigh, leaving a conspicuous imprint on her once snow-white leg.

"If you keep this up, I'll turn your white legs into black ones, believe it or not?" Xiao Feng said angrily.

Hua Ling remained unmoved, persisting: "You can let me off if you hand over the pendant or have my senior brothers come to help me."

Xiao Feng thought for a moment, saying: "I don't have time for this today, let's each take a step back and discuss this in Jiangcheng."

"Why?" Hua Ling disagreed.

"If you agree, I'll give you some magic candies."

Hua Ling fell silent, understanding after half an hour of fighting that unless they fought to the death, it would take longer, making Xiao Feng's statement seem like a good compromise.

Should she take it?

Or not?

"Alright, as you say, we'll talk in Jiangcheng." Hua Ling said haughtily: "But we need to limit the time; if you don't come back within a week, don't blame me for coming after you.

At that time, I'll beat you until you're searching for your teeth on the ground!"

Xiao Feng had no interest in arguing over words, nodded and said: "Agreed."

He then took all the Strong Mint Candies from his pocket and tossed them over.

Hua Ling caught them and pocketed them, satisfied then leaving.

Xiao Feng turned and got off the bridge, but Hua Ling didn't know that at the moment Xiao Feng turned, his facial expression lost control, grimacing in extreme pain.

Damn!

This little girl might look fragile, but when she fights, she doesn't hold back at all.

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