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"The master of Poisonous Peak is a world-renowned Famous Healer. He traveled around the world, and his experiences are far richer than ours. Perhaps he really knew about the existence of Spiritual Energy, but unfortunately, he has passed away, and we cannot get answers from him," Mo Ming said helplessly, shaking his head.
"Actually, regardless of whether this matter is true or not, Boss, you have indeed gained some benefits from it. Since it is beneficial and harmless, why not continue practicing? You might really obtain some unexpected advantages," Liufeng said.
"You are right; I have been thinking the same thing," Mo Ming nodded in agreement. "Liufeng, when I have time, I will make a few copies of the ancient text for you all to practice with. Perhaps you might comprehend some of its mysteries as well; three cobblers can surpass Zhuge Liang!"
The ancient text was given to Mo Ming by Lord Qian, so he couldn't just give it to others. He could only copy the contents of the book and share them with Liufeng and the others, hoping they could find useful information to help him fulfill Lord Qian's wishes.
"That sounds good." Liufeng also wanted to see what this seemingly mystical ancient text contained.
People always have a curious heart towards the unknown, and Poisonous Madness naturally did not oppose this idea, nodding in agreement.
Liufeng and Poisonous Madness stayed in the room for a while longer before leaving. After practicing the movements from the ancient text, Mo Ming felt extremely fatigued and fell asleep again under heavy drowsiness.
After sleeping for an entire day, Mo Ming woke up feeling exceptionally refreshed. He got out of bed, stretched a bit, pulled back the curtains, and caught sight of Nüè training in a specially designed training ground below.
"This kid Nüè has made quite a bit of progress; his speed has increased significantly! But why does his face look a bit swollen?" Mo Ming noted that Nüè's speed had improved compared to before and couldn't help but praise him. However, upon closer inspection, he noticed that Nüè's face was indeed swollen, seemingly from new injuries sustained yesterday.
As Mo Ming pondered who had beaten up Nüè, Su Yu approached him wearing a black tank top and camouflage pants. It was unclear what Su Yu said to Nüè, but her expression was exceptionally arrogant while Nüè's icy demeanor showed signs of displeasure.
Before Nüè could make a move, Su Yu took the initiative and swung her fist at him. Judging by her punching speed, she was quite fast and not at all inferior to Nüè's speed. Faced with Su Yu's attack, Nüè's expression remained unchanged as he quickly raised his fists to block.
However, just as Nüè blocked Su Yu's punch and prepared to counter with a kick, Su Yu intercepted his leg mid-air with her own leg. Following through with a powerful kick to Nüè's abdomen sent him flying backward.
"Wow, this woman is really crazy; she actually went to fight Nüè," Mo Ming remarked with mild surprise before shaking his head with a wry smile. "But it looks like she really managed to knock Nüè down; her skills are impressive. No wonder she's so arrogant; now I feel a bit sorry for Nüè..."
After being kicked down, Nüè immediately got back up. This time he took the initiative to attack, launching himself at Su Yu with fierce punches as if he had no idea what it meant to hold back. After all, Su Yu's strength was not inferior to his; showing mercy would simply be asking for trouble!
Perhaps Su Yu's kick had severely stimulated Nüè's nerves because his attacks became much faster. Several times he nearly landed punches on Su Yu. However, she was quite agile and dodged several of his attacks while seizing opportunities to counterattack quickly.
"This is interesting; Nüè is gradually improving himself through this battle. If this continues for a few more rounds, he might really turn the tables," Mo Ming thought more and more that it was fascinating as he crossed his arms over his chest and watched the fight closely.
After being countered by Su Yu, Nüè found himself in a position where he was continuously pressured without any chance to retaliate. He kept retreating while Su Yu relentlessly attacked him with punches and kicks. After several strikes, she cornered him against the wall.
Su Yu revealed a victorious smirk as a right hook landed heavily on the face of the opponent, knocking him to the ground. With new and old injuries, the expression on his face indicated that he was truly in pain. However, he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound, instead glaring fiercely at Su Yu, determined to continue fighting.
It was unclear what Su Yu had said, but Mo Ming noticed the opponent's lips moving. Being skilled in lip reading, Mo Ming immediately understood that the opponent said, "I will not concede." Mo Ming was not surprised by this; after all, this was typical behavior for him. It was nearly impossible to make him admit defeat. Even if he were to die, he would still refuse to back down.
"I really didn't expect Su Yu to have some skills. Given her abilities, it's no wonder the opponent is being bullied. However, with his tenacious personality, it won't be long before he turns the tables," Mo Ming initially felt a bit guilty about the opponent's situation. But upon further reflection, he realized that the opponent might actually improve through adversity, and his guilt quickly dissipated.
While Mo Ming was lost in thought, the door was rudely pushed open. With a faint smile on his lips, he turned to see an angry Su Yu storming in. "I wonder who has upset Su Beauty? Anger is harmful to your health and can easily lead to crow's feet. With your looks, Su Beauty wouldn’t want to enter menopause so soon, would you?"
"Shura, enough already! You always talk nonsense; don't you ever get tired? You clearly know that the bastard won't back down, yet you want me to beat him into submission. That's simply impossible! Are you afraid of losing to me and tarnishing your reputation?" Su Yu was already fuming, and hearing Mo Ming's teasing only fueled her anger further.
"Hahaha! I’m not talking nonsense. Besides, even if I were chatting up a beautiful woman, I’d only feel invigorated—how could I possibly get tired?" Mo Ming smiled slightly. "Su Beauty, you should calm down first. Actually, getting him to concede isn't impossible; it’s just that you lack the ability."
"Hmph! You think you're clever. Do you really not know what kind of person this guy is? Just hearing his name tells me he has masochistic tendencies! You want me to beat him into submission? That's impossible! He seems to get more excited the more he's hit!" Su Yu's chest rose and fell with indignation.
"I don’t know why he’s called 'the Opponent,' but I do know my brother is someone who won’t easily admit defeat. Of course, making him concede isn’t out of reach; it’s just that you haven’t grasped the right method," Mo Ming pointed at his head and chuckled. "Beauty, use your brain more; don’t rely solely on your chest or your kidneys!"
"You’re such a rogue! I’m not going to fight that guy; I want to fight you!" Su Yu bit her lip in anger and raised an eyebrow at him. "Shura, if you don’t fight me, I’ll keep bothering you until you're fed up!"
"But we agreed! You go beat him into submission first; then I'll fight you," Mo Ming shook his head helplessly.
"Regardless, I want to fight you! Will you agree or not?" Su Yu asked with a stern face.
"I won’t agree; come find me after you've beaten him," Mo Ming replied while shaking his head.
Su Yu snorted coldly and without another word charged at him with her fists raised.
"Hey! Beautiful lady, this is abuse of violence! I never agreed to fight you!" Mo Ming exclaimed as he saw her rushing toward him without hesitation. He felt helpless but had no intention of striking back. Instead, he swiftly dodged her attack with an almost ghostly movement and circled behind her.
So fast! It was incredibly fast!
"How is this possible? How can someone's speed be this extraordinary?" Su Yu's face showed shock as she realized she hadn’t even seen Mo Ming's movements just now; it was absurdly quick—like a shadow passing by—only feeling the rush of wind without any other sensation.
Do not mention Su Yu; even Mo Ming's expression was stiff. Just a moment ago, when he moved his body, he felt as if a gust of wind had blown through his legs, allowing him to dodge Su Yu's attack at an incredible speed—something he had never experienced before!
"Hmph, your speed is quite impressive. Show me what else you can do!" Su Yu was truly shocked. However, speed alone would not win her over completely. She turned around and approached Mo Ming again, throwing a left hook, a right hook, and a kick...
Su Yu's series of rapid attacks were easily evaded by Mo Ming. His dodging speed was astonishing; even Liufeng, watching from the side, would be taken aback. Such speed could easily overpower the Evil Eye.
It was as if there was a circle beneath Mo Ming's feet. When he dodged Su Yu's attacks, he never stepped outside that circle; he simply swayed his body to evade, like a weeble wobble. His evasion speed was truly remarkable.
What shocked Mo Ming the most was not the sudden increase in speed but that his eyes could actually track Su Yu's attack trajectory. This wasn't something he predicted; it came naturally, flashing in his mind. The events unfolding now must have been quite maddening for Su Yu—she had attacked more than twenty times without landing a single hit!
"I say, Su Beauty, what you're doing isn't right. How can you attack without my permission? Where's your courtesy? Stop it already; you can't hit me anyway. Aren't you tired after so many attempts? Just watching you makes me feel exhausted..." Mo Ming sighed helplessly, swaying his body to dodge several more of Su Yu's attacks.
"Why aren't you fighting back?" Su Yu nearly spat blood from anger upon hearing this. As she spoke, she charged at Mo Ming again but still missed.
"I have principles. I said I wouldn't fight you, so I won't. If you want to fight me, fine—just take care of the bully first! Hehe, however you do it is up to you, as long as the bully admits defeat!" Mo Ming chuckled and turned to run out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
"Shura, come back! You bastard! Come back!" Su Yu roared from behind, but Mo Ming ignored her and dashed away.
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