"..." The little girl.
"..." Lin Zhiyan.
"..." Lu Yao.
All three girls looked in the direction Hua Ling disappeared, feeling an incomparable disgust akin to finding a fly in their bowl halfway through a al.
Rembering how the opponent made such a grandiose entrance, like they were ruling the world, calmly waiting for soone to unleash a big move.
Yet when the big move happened, they were thrown so far away nobody knew where, such a drastic abnormality was hard for anyone to accept.
"Pull yourselves together, we can only rely on ourselves now." Lin Zhiyan said solemnly, with a hint of imperceptible helplessness in her voice.
Lu Yao looked at Hu Guangxin, who was approaching step by step, and said gravely, "Zhiyan, what kind of martial arts is he using?"
"Not sure." Lin Zhiyan shook her head. "It might be Qi Gong, but it's different from ordinary Hard Qi Gong."
The little girl's eyes lit up, "I heard Brother Xiao Feng say that people who practice Qi Gong have a fatal weakness on their bodies, called a 'zhaon'."
"In other words, if we can find the zhaon, then everything's OK?"
Lin Zhiyan gave a wry smile, "It's not as simple as you think, the opponent won't easily let us find his weakness."
"Hmm... that's true." The little girl thought seriously. "Eh? Qi Gong, Qi Gong, the main thing is still the Qi, right? If we can find a way to release his Qi, we could win without a fight?"
"Theoretically correct, but practically it's still doubtful, at least I've never heard of anyone breaking Hard Qi Gong this way." Lin Zhiyan replied.
"We have to try; I'll go find Old Zhao, you and Lu Yao hold on first."
With that, the little girl ran into the house.
"Old Zhao, it's your ti to shine." The little girl said with a serious face.
Zhao Guo'an's heart sank: "You're not asking to go out and be cannon fodder, are you?"
"No, no. Where's that dicine that can cause diarrhea?" The little girl urged, "Hurry and bring it out."
Zhao Guo'an let out a sigh of relief and said, "You an the one that Bi Junxian took? It's on Old Xiao, not with ."
"Then find a way to make so more quickly."
"It's not possible; that spray was accidentally mixed by Old Xiao. I'm not sure about the proportions, plus we don't have all the raw materials. Making it in a short ti is definitely hopeless."
The little girl couldn't help but get angry, "Look at you, when we need you, you're of no help at all. I say you should go out and be cannon fodder after all."
"..." Zhao Guo'an.
He really wanted to argue that usefulness shouldn't be evaluated solely on personal combat strength.
Take Sun Shijie for example—he can't be relied upon for fighting, but can you say he's useless?
However, Zhao Guo'an knew very well that reasoning with a woman in a fit of anger would only drag himself deeper into a quagmire.
Understanding this, Zhao Guo'an just shut his mouth, adopting a 'lying flat and letting ridiculed' posture.
The little girl took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and settled for less, "If causing diarrhea is hopeless, how about making them fart excessively?"
"Fart excessively?"
"Yes, a dicine that makes people 'toot toot toot' nonstop, can you make it?"
Zhao Guo'an thought for a mont, nodded, "Well, I can try. I saw so Ricinus Communis Powder in the kitchen; using it as the main ingredient and adding…"
Before he could finish, the little girl impatiently interrupted, "No need to explain the principle to , just tell how long it will take to make it."
"At the fastest, ten minutes." Zhao Guo'an answered.
The little girl nodded, "Alright, you have ten minutes. If you can't make it in ten minutes, just be ready to be sent out as cannon fodder!"
With that, she pressed the tir on her watch and walked quickly toward the door.
"No, I said 'at the fastest', do you understand what 'at the fastest' ans?" Zhao Guo'an hurried to explain.
"Bang!"
The door closed.
In fact, the little girl didn't really intend to send Zhao Guo'an out to be cannon fodder.
It was more with the idea: "Without pressure, people remain light and unburdened; without pressure, wells don't produce oil."
If she didn't make the consequences sound severe, Zhao Guo'an wouldn't feel any urgency, and nothing could be done without effort, right?
However, upon opening the door, the scene in front of her startled the little girl.
Because sohow, the girl who was flung out like a shooting star earlier had reappeared in the courtyard and was now locked in a deadlock with the "berserk" Hu Guangxin.
anwhile, Lu Yao and Lin Zhiyan were not idly standing by; they knocked out Aspergillus oryzae and the other two who were injured by Hua Ling to prevent them from using any other tricks.
After doing all this, the two of them began to attack the other old man in the arena who hadn't been injured aside from Hu Guangxin.
But everyone knew that the most crucial part was still the showdown between Hua Ling and Hu Guangxin.
The victory or defeat between them was key to determining the overall situation.
Hua Ling leaped into the air, performing a backflip, jumping behind Hu Guangxin, and threw a punch.
"Bang!"
Hu Guangxin's figure swayed slightly, but compared to being completely unmoved before, there was progress, albeit pathetically minimal.
They couldn't even make the opponent move a step, let alone defeat him?
Hua Ling was undeterred, constantly changing positions, and the areas she targeted kept changing too.
At this mont, Hu Guangxin, seemingly impatient, turned around and delivered a heavy punch.
Unable to dodge, Hua Ling clenched her fists tightly and crossed them in front of her for defense.
"Bang!"
There was another muffled noise, but the result was entirely different.
Hua Ling's upper body leaned forward, her shoes scraping on the ground for a full five ters before she could barely stop sliding.
She kept clenching and unclenching her fists, trying to quickly get her arms out of the numb state.
Unfortunately, perhaps because her arms had repeatedly taken hits and finally couldn't bear it anymore, no matter how hard she tried, the numbness and soreness didn't ease, but instead worsened.
"I refuse to believe you can maintain this state forever!" Hua Ling gritted her teeth.
She specialized in using skill to overco strength, but the opponent just bulldozed through with pure strength—it was truly infuriating.
Upon hearing this, Hu Guangxin paused, seemingly realizing that his "berserk state" had a ti limit, and nodded, "You're right; I can't maintain this state indefinitely.
Therefore, I must resolve you quickly.
What a pity for such a pretty young girl to die by my hand at such a young age."
He spoke while shaking his head, appearing deeply regretful.
The little girl stomped her foot anxiously, pointing at Hua Ling, scolding, "Are you out of your mind? Do you think you're not dying fast enough?"
"What I do is my own business, why do you have to keep criticizing?" Hua Ling retorted sarcastically.
The little girl stomped her foot again in anger, "You, you, you... you're like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, failing to recognize a kind heart, can't even understand good advice."
"Anything that cos out of your mouth can't be good in my book." Hua Ling said coldly.
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