"Alright! Then let's wait a little longer..." Everyone could only stay calm and continue waiting.
...
On the road from Jin Gate to Yanjing, there was a young man dressed in a Taoist robe. The man looked very honest, carrying a sowhat tattered bag on his back, with worn-out cloth shoes on his feet. But there wasn't a trace of blood on his feet as he walked. Sotis he would walk on mountains, other tis through water.
No matter how he traveled, his direction was a straight path towards Yanjing.
His steps were light in the water, heavy on land, and agile in the mountains.
His speed was calculated at fifty kiloters per hour; one could say his speed was faster than a slow-moving car, and his path was in a straight line, traversing mountains and waters, indifferent to the fact that it was only four or five in the morning. He knew only one direction, which was to Yanjing to find his master Ye Hao.
The man had an honest and sincere smile on his lips. Upon eting people in the mountains, he would lower his stance and greet them as "Senior." On land, if he saw elderly won, he would help them cross the road. In water, he would readily rescue anyone he encountered...
He was like a living Lei Feng, helping others in need while on his way to find Ye Hao.
He was Cheng Dao, the chief disciple of the 111th generation of Wudang.
At this mont, Cheng Dao was rushing to Yanjing to et Ye Hao, in a very pleasant mood, yet with a tinge of worry. The fact that martial artists from other countries with exceptionally strong skills had co was concerning, and their target was none other than his master grandfathers' disciples, Zhang Ruochen and Zhang Ruowu.
Those outsiders targeting Wudang knew that Zhang Ruowu and Zhang Ruochen had recently taken on a new disciple, and they wanted to test this disciple's skills.
It was said that the newcors included National Martial Arts practitioners at level ten, even at the pinnacle of level ten. Such strength was undeniably worriso!
After all, according to Cheng Dao's master, Ye Hao was only at approximately level seven or eight of the National Martial Arts.
The gap in strength between them was too large. If Ye Hao were killed in a confrontation, it would be a critical blow that Zhang Ruowu and Zhang Ruochen could not withstand.
Of course! If it was soone else from another martial arts school looking to make trouble for Cheng Dao, then Cheng Dao would be relaxed, as his talent was outrageously extraordinary. Though Wudang always acted low-profile, few knew how strong Cheng Dao truly was.
...
At five in the morning, an exceptionally beautiful woman had fallen asleep.
This ti was when people are most likely to be sleepy, so Ye Hao assud that the beautiful woman might have fallen asleep, and carefully whispered, "It should be okay now."
The beautiful woman lying on the ground had been concentrating and gathering her Inner Breath for a long ti. Hearing Ye Hao's words, she imdiately pushed the gathered Inner Breath to rush through the last acupoint.
Everything went smoothly and quietly.
The woman lying on the ground felt her body could move again, discreetly adjusting herself before jumping up.
As she leapt up, Ye Hao also jumped up, feigning a posture of alarm, "What are you doing?"
"Humph! Dare to leave on the ground, take this slap..." The woman on the ground struck Ye Hao's chest with a resounding slap, but as she did so, she cast a look of apology towards Ye Hao.
Ye Hao silently nodded, indicating that he endured it.
Then the beautiful woman struck Ye Hao several more tis, which Ye Hao tolerated. If they didn't put on this act, when Ye Hao eventually escaped with the beautiful woman, the exceptionally beautiful woman would definitely realize that it was Ye Hao who had freed the other woman.
If things reached this point, Ye Hao's hopes of continuing his studies at Peking University would be dashed, so he had to go through the whole act, even if he coughed up blood.
"Boom!" Ye Hao was sent flying by the beautiful woman's strike, even cracking the floor slightly.
"Pfft!" Ye Hao spat a mouthful of blood, lying on the ground with a pale face and lanting inwardly, this woman's strength was excessive, she really treated it like a real fight.
After delivering that strike, the beautiful woman moved to the wall and struck it hard, creating a large hole in the wall. She grabbed a cara placed on the bed's edge, which if she rembered correctly, belonged to the exceptionally beautiful woman.
She thought she might find so clues from the cara, so she decided to take it.
Ye Hao slightly curled a smile at the corner of his mouth, seeing that everything was going according to his plan.
He continued playing dead, lying on the ground, while the beautiful woman gave him a deep look before jumping through the hole in the wall.
Outside was a parking lot. After getting out, the woman took a sports car and sped away.
In fact, when the beautiful woman struck the wall, the exceptionally beautiful woman upstairs had already heard the sound, so she quickly made her way to the basent. But due to a series of security barriers that delayed her, by the ti she reached the basent, the beautiful woman was already gone...
Seeing this, the exceptionally beautiful woman scanned Ye Hao sharply with her eyes. However, when she saw Ye Hao fainting on the ground, she was puzzled. Ye Hao didn't leave with that woman? That woman wasn't let go by Ye Hao?
She approached Ye Hao to check if he was still breathing. Finding his breath weak and seemingly near death, she hurriedly lifted Ye Hao and brought him back to her room.
Back in her room, she threw Ye Hao on the ground, ignoring him as she rewound the video footage to see how the beautiful woman had escaped and whether Ye Hao had helped her.
She quickly rewound the video, showing that Ye Hao, apart from holding the woman and putting her on the ground, had no further contact with her.
The woman suddenly broke free from her Inner Breath control a little after five in the morning, leapt up, then Ye Hao assud a defensive stance, only to be pumled by the beautiful woman until he spat blood. Finally, the beautiful woman left the basent, even taking Ye Hao's cara.
Seeing this, the exceptionally beautiful woman's expression turned cold. She overestimated her own strength, underestimated that of the beautiful woman, and now potentially endangered Ye Hao because that woman might keep an eye on him in the future.
After all, there were too many pictures in Ye Hao's cara.
Thinking of this, the exceptionally beautiful woman felt a pang of guilt towards Ye Hao, feeling sorry for him. Ye Hao was just a painter but was dragged into a huge whirlpool by her.
She turned off the video, walked to Ye Hao's side. Ye Hao, even in this situation, put on an even more convincing act as if he were at death's door.
With a sigh, the exceptionally beautiful woman picked up Ye Hao and placed him on her bed, then took out a white bottle from her bosom...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please co to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian for the full reading experience.)
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