On the way back to the courtyard, Xiao Feng was secretly a bit startled.

On one hand, he was astonished that Hua Ling, at such a young age, could actually fight him to a draw using technique despite lacking his strength.

On the other hand, he wondered what kind of person the old Abbot was to have trained such an impressive disciple!

Enduringly walking along the street, all the way until he turned into an alley, Xiao Feng finally dropped his façade, leaned against a wall, and took a sharp breath: "Hiss..."

Pain!

Intense pain!

Even the slight rise and fall of his chest from breathing caused a tearing agony.

All the way here, Xiao Feng incessantly withstood this excruciating pain; being able to persist this long was truly remarkable.

"Damn it!"

Xiao Feng cursed, spitting out bloody saliva.

At this moment, he felt his every breath carried a bloody taste, indicating his internal injuries were severe.

Yet, anger was only a small part; more than anything, a kind of fervor burned in Xiao Feng's eyes!

If not for this fight tonight, he might never have imagined anyone could apply combat techniques to such an extent, using precise knowledge of bodily acupoints to deliver deadly strikes.

"This injury was worth it!" Xiao Feng said sincerely.

Strength has its limits, as does the body's capacity to endure. These two points are complementary and indispensable.

Because the force is relative, like when you hit someone with a slap, your hand also feels pain.

Based on this point, technique becomes especially important.

How to use limited strength to maximize inflicted harm is a key problem to focus on next.

Thinking of this, the fervor in Xiao Feng's eyes grew, as if he saw a door to a new world; as long as he pushed it open, he could become stronger, achieving a qualitative leap.

Xiao Feng thought about this while supporting himself against the wall and returning to the courtyard.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhiyan, who was keeping watch on the rooftop, swiftly jumped down and asked with concern, "What happened to you?"

"Don't touch me... hiss!"

Beads of cold sweat instantly formed on Xiao Feng's forehead.

Lin Zhiyan was startled, hastily letting go of Xiao Feng's arm, anxiously asking, "What's going on?"

In her memory, Xiao Feng had never been in such a state. Who could injure him like this?

"Call Sun Shijie... and Zhao Guo'an..." Xiao Feng squeezed out words through clenched teeth.

Lin Zhiyan nodded, immediately awakening Sun Shijie and Zhao Guo'an.

"Old Xiao, what are you up to in the middle of the night? Do you want us to live?" Zhao Guo'an grumbled with a frown.

Sun Shijie didn't say much, but upon seeing Xiao Feng's complexion, he immediately checked his pulse, and then his brow furrowed tightly.

Xiao Feng looked at Lin Zhiyan, and before he could speak, she seemed to know what he wanted to say, saying, "I won't tell Shihan and the others about your injury."

"Old Xiao, you're injured?" Zhao Guo'an suddenly lost all sleepiness.

In fact, Lin Zhiyan had informed him about Xiao Feng's injury when she woke him up.

However, Zhao Guo'an, still groggy at the time, hadn't processed it.

Xiao Feng ignored Zhao Guo'an and instead looked at Lin Zhiyan, smiled faintly, and gritted through clenched teeth, "You... really understand me!"

Lin Zhiyan frowned and said, "Given your current condition, you should speak less."

At this moment, Sun Shijie's fingers left Xiao Feng's pulse, he lifted Xiao Feng's shirt for a look, and with a grave expression said, "The internal injuries are severe. The one who struck is definitely a master, and skilled at targeting acupoints, otherwise it wouldn't be to this extent."

Zhao Guo'an suddenly realized: "I once heard my grandpa say, back in the old society there was such a sect, they fought people without leaving visible external injuries.

But those who fought them would suddenly die some time later, with bruises appearing on their back. After an autopsy, the coroner found multiple organ damage inside the deceased, but couldn't find direct evidence tying it to that sect.

Could it be that Old Xiao encountered a successor of that sect this time?"

Sun Shijie pondered and said, "Not quite, because that sect's characteristic was attacking the back, damaging organs, but Xiao Feng's injuries are in the bones and meridians, his internal organs are not seriously affected."

Xiao Feng couldn't bear it anymore, did he call them out for a chat?

But before he could explode, Lin Zhiyan angrily said, "Shouldn't idle talk be saved for another occasion? Is now the time for small talk?"

Xiao Feng looked at Lin Zhiyan in surprise, just as Lin Zhiyan was also looking at him.

Their eyes met, and Lin Zhiyan, as if thinking of something, quickly looked away, her mind unwillingly wandering.

Why was I so anxious just now?

Sun Shijie gave an awkward chuckle and then began to devise a treatment plan.

After checking Xiao Feng's pulse, Zhao Guo'an looked at Lin Zhiyan with a knowing smile and said, "Don't worry, Old Xiao is severely injured, true, but it won't take his life in the short term."

"I'm not worried!"

Lin Zhiyan immediately denied it, but her heart couldn't help wondering if her hasty denial would be taken as a cover-up.

A few minutes later, Sun Shijie hurriedly emerged from the house, handed a pill he had prepared to Xiao Feng, and gestured for him to take it.

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Guo'an burst out laughing: "Old Xiao, if this thing was any bigger, it would look just like donkey dung, hahaha!"

"Pretty funny, huh?" Xiao Feng said fiercely, "Just wait, I'll bring you a real donkey, let you try fresh donkey dung on the spot."

Zhao Guo'an wisely shut his mouth; he knew Xiao Feng saying he'd bring a donkey was a joke, unlikely to actually happen, but beating him up would be all too easy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guo'an curiously asked, "Old Xiao, let me ask you seriously, who did this to you?"

Xiao Feng swallowed the bitter, hard-to-swallow pill, and irritably said, "Why, you want to write a thank-you letter or send a banner of gratitude?"

"You've got me wrong; I'm genuinely curious." Zhao Guo'an replied earnestly.

Lin Zhiyan also pricked up her ears, clearly also keen to know the answer.

"You know what Stallone looks like, right?" Xiao Feng replied, "That person was even sturdier than Stallone."

"So that person now..."

"I took him down." Xiao Feng said with an unchanged expression, "Otherwise, there's no way I would be this badly injured."

Zhao Guo'an didn't doubt him, and having obtained the answer, he headed inside to help Sun Shijie.

But Lin Zhiyan felt something was amiss, though she couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was.

"Hua Ling, you just wait, I'll get my revenge sooner or later!" Xiao Feng vowed internally.

Not telling the truth earlier was surely about saving face.

If people knew he got beaten up this badly by a teenage girl, wouldn't that make him a laughingstock if it got out?

So the truth would never be spoken, not in this lifetime.

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