The crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief, everyone relaxed.

Three Swords, the chief bodyguard, was indeed too formidable.

Not dealing with him indeed made it hard for people to sleep and eat in peace.

In fact, in Yang Fei's heart, aside from valuing Three Swords' kung fu,

there was also another layer of meaning.

Extreme Tiger's cultivation methods were violent and battle-hungry.

One had to fight to the extreme in order to find a chance to break through.

Now, after the battle with Three Swords, Yang Fei vaguely felt something.

It seemed that Extreme Tiger was about to make another breakthrough, soon reaching the Fourth Level.

To Yang Fei, Three Swords was an exceptionally good level-up machine.

Every battle with Three Swords almost always pushed Yang Fei to his limits, breaking through himself.

In martial arts, this is called Stealing the Heavenly Secret.

One step to heaven, one step to hell.

True martial arts lie in the tempering of one's disposition.

A will as solid as iron, fearless in life or death.

Only by overcoming one's timidity, weakness, and other negative emotions,

can one stimulate a stronger mental strength and grow into an unmatched martial arts master.

Of course, if you can't even overcome the faults of laziness and hardship, common to all humans,

then you don't deserve to be a martial artist.

Stealing the Heavenly Secret, every step is fraught with danger.

A single misstep and there's no burial place in death.

Yet, it's in such desperate circumstances that powerful potential can emerge.

Truly strong lions grow gradually in the jungles' fray.

Eagles that soar the vault of heaven also learn to fly from the cliffs and precipices.

These are the qualities that truly strong beings must possess.

Of course, if Yang Fei were to reveal his thoughts,

even Mad Blade and Fan Yi would likely not be able to resist beating him up.

Too damn self-abasing.

However, if Three Swords was already so powerful,

what about the Golden Buddha, known as the number one master of Shan Province?

Yang Fei discovered that after practicing Extreme Tiger, he was not only unafraid of Golden Buddha,

but his desire for battle was like oil thrown on fire, burning fiercely with enthusiasm and anticipation.

Three Swords, swift as a dragon, left the villa.

As soon as he entered the forest, his steps began to float.

Three Swords moved slower and slower, finally unable to resist collapsing with a thud, spewing out fresh blood.

Yang Fei's Dark Force had ultimately still injured his internal organs.

Yan Wuxin, responsible for backup, burst out from the depths of the woods.

He helped Three Swords up, astonished, "What happened?"

Three Swords weakly shook his head, "So powerful, I've been ambushed."

"This group of people, it's not just Yang Fei who's formidable, there are three or four other good fighters among them."

Yan Wuxin's expression instantly turned grave.

Those acknowledged by Three Swords as good fighters were indeed rare.

"So, what do we do now?"

Yan Wuxin had not expected.

That the odd-job man from Lanting Hotel, Yang Fei, could actually wound Three Swords.

For a moment, he was at a loss for ideas.

Three Swords vomited another mouthful of blood.

He said faintly, "I've been wounded by Yang Fei's Dark Force, and I won't be able to fight with masters for several months."

"Now, the only option is to go back and discuss countermeasures with Buddha Lord."

Mentioning Golden Buddha, Yan Wuxin was once again filled with confidence.

"As long as Buddha Lord is willing to make a move, the small Lanting Hotel can be immediately flattened, Master need not worry."

Three Swords nodded then sighed deeply.

"It's just a pity, Yang Fei is indeed a valiant man."

The two figures disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

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Each of the Three Swords with a blade in hand brought Yang Fei an incomparable pressure.

Strangely, after he had fled with severe injuries,

the sense of danger in Yang Fei's heart did not dissipate. Instead, it grew even thicker.

Ever since he had begun cultivating Turtle Extreme, Yang Fei's perception of danger had become exceedingly sharp.

This short three-month period of cultivation had greatly enhanced Yang Fei's sixth sense.

So, with the sense of danger not fading away, Yang Fei still dared not be careless.

This mysterious sixth sense had already saved Yang Fei's life countless times.

At a villa to the northeast of Zhang Lifang's mansion, there was another secluded villa.

It was also classically Gothic in style, with spires and domes, richly decorated.

At this very moment, on the balcony of the villa, there stood a high-precision telescope.

And the lens was aimed directly at Zhang Lifang's mansion.

The telescope was well concealed; a piece of tattered grass-green tarpaulin covered it.

Just one tube of the telescope was exposed, equipped with an infrared device, allowing for night-time observation.

The angle chosen by the observer was very clever.

From this spot, one could see into the Zhang Lifang villa, into the living room through the first-floor French windows.

One could also view the figure of Yang Fei moving on the third-floor balcony.

At this moment, a man wearing a black eye patch was concentrating intently, observing the villa across from him.

He concealed all of his aura, and when peeking, the focal length and gaze did not aim at Yang Fei.

The man lay on the ground as if he were a stone.

Just then, a man as large as a gorilla stealthily crept onto the terrace.

"Who!"

The man in the black eye patch suddenly turned, coldly barking a question.

He revealed a dagger from his waist, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.

The gorilla-like man hurriedly made a shushing sound, gesturing for him not to act rashly.

The man with the black eye patch turned back.

In fluent English, he asked, "How did you get up here?"

The gorilla-like man also spoke in fluent English,

"Buddy, how is it, any movement over there?"

The man with the black eye patch took a deep breath of cold air.

"I can now confirm that Xiao Xuanya is living here. Should we report this to the higher-ups immediately?"

The gorilla-like man's face grew much more somber.

"Did you see clearly? If we're wrong, both of us will be tortured to death by Bear Beli."

At the mention of Bear Beli, the man with the black eye patch's face also changed slightly.

He cautiously glanced around before lowering his voice,

"I saw very clearly, Xiao Xuanya is indeed living in the villa across from us."

As he said this, he stammered, "However, the male owner on the other side seems to be a master."

The gorilla-like man looked at him with scorn,

"Haha, what kind of master could there be in this lowly race's country?"

"The only master they can be proud of is Bruce Lee from the last century."

The man with the black eye patch looked slightly relieved,

He said lightly, "Indeed, the masters of these yellow-skinned monkeys are no match for the powerful Blood Angel."

"So, are we ready to report to our superiors?"

"We can't let that woman escape again this time."

The tone in which the gorilla-like man spoke was somewhat nervous.

The man with the black eye patch hesitated,

"Let's not report just yet, we need to confirm if the thing that leaked from the Madman Laboratory is in Xiao Xuanya's hands."

"Finding that thing would be the real achievement."

The gorilla-like man nodded, "That's what I think too."

"Shall we wait a bit longer then?"

He leaned in to take a peek through the telescope.

Through the lens, the gorilla-like man saw a man suddenly look up.

He glanced over here, his eyes alert, like the edge of a blade.

The gorilla-like man was so startled that he recoiled backwards, falling to the ground and crying out in alarm,

"God, is it really him?"

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