"Mercy? You cowardly dog who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Just keep your heart in your belly. I don't want your dog's life, but I want you to live in pain, and to live a long life at that, hehe."
Chen Xiao chuckled coldly, activating the Great Dream Vajra Divine Skill at will. He suddenly raised his leg and kicked towards Sun Daxing's knee, shattering the tough kneecap as easily as crushing a piece of tofu.
"Crack—"
With a crisp sound, everyone noticed that Sun Daxing's pant leg at the knee suddenly became hollow and was instantly stained with blood. They all wore expressions of horror.
Sun Daxing himself let out a pig-like scream:
"Mom—"
At that moment, he truly wished he could faint on the spot or even die right there, as only then could he escape the torment of pain. Yet, his consciousness remained sharp, forcing him to endure the agony and beg Chen Xiao:
"Brother Xiao! Little brother truly knows he was wrong. Please, spare me?"
As he spoke, he was so terrified that he lost control of his bowels and bladder simultaneously. Not only were his crotch completely soaked, but a foul stench filled the air.
Chen Xiao was utterly disgusted. He quickly covered his nose and kicked Sun Daxing, sending him rolling onto the road. He frowned and said,
"Scram! If you dare provoke me again, beware of me crushing every bone in your body!"
Instantly, the street thugs who had been kneeling all over the ground, trembling, felt as if they had been granted a great pardon. They scrambled to cover their heads and flee, their posture suggesting they were ready to abandon Sun Daxing, Wang Jianye, and Huang Mao, who were all unconscious.
"Wait!"
Chen Xiao frowned slightly and said coldly,
"Clean up the scene before you scram!"
His words were like an imperial decree. Except for a few who had already fled with their heads covered, the rest quickly turned back. They all rushed to wipe away the bloodstains on the ground with their sleeves, then carried Sun Daxing and the other three away, bowing and scraping.
Master Puhui, Song Nuan, and Daphne were still in shock, unable to snap out of it for a long time. It wasn't until Sun Daxing and his group had vanished like a swarm of ants into the depths of the deserted alley that Daphne couldn't help but say in disbelief,
"Dr. Chen, didn't you say you didn't even have the strength to hold me? How did you shatter that street worm's kneecap with just one kick just now?"
Song Nuan, ignoring the fact that Chen Xiao and Daphne had been embracing, eagerly chimed in,
"Right, right! I feel like a knee is almost as hard as a stone. How did you manage to shatter it with one kick? That strength is too unbelievable!"
"That..."
Master Puhui hesitated, his expression filled with confusion. As one of the few grandmasters of martial arts in Juxian City, he couldn't fathom how Chen Xiao had managed to crush a kneecap with a single kick. He couldn't sense any trace of Jin Cun (inch force) from Chen Xiao, let alone An Jin (internal force) or Hua Jin (transforming force), which even he hadn't fully grasped.
Chen Xiao, having noticed Master Puhui's confusion, deliberately ignored the two women. Instead, he tidied up the freshly written "Man Jiang Hong" and handed it to Master Puhui, saying casually,
"Master Puhui, as the saying goes, the good are bullied, and the strong ride the weak. I'm truly fed up with being humiliated! I heard that you developed An Jin in your youth, Hua Jin twenty years ago, and mastered all seventy-two ultimate skills. Especially the Arhat Fist you practiced since childhood, it's incredibly fierce and undefeated. Have you never lost? If there's a chance, could you teach me?"
Although Chen Xiao was confident in the Great Dream Vajra Divine Skill, he had never sparred with a true martial arts master and was eager to test his limits.
Undoubtedly, if Master Puhui was as formidable as Leng Shan had described, he would be the most suitable litmus test.
Facing the "Man Jiang Hong" within his grasp, Master Puhui could no longer dwell on Chen Xiao's strangeness. He hurriedly reached out to take it, nodding repeatedly,
"There's no better day than today. If Dr. Chen doesn't mind, I can teach you the authentic Arhat Fist passed down through generations at Shenlong Temple right now..."
Unfortunately, before Master Puhui could finish speaking, the young, clean-faced novice monk behind him nervously handed him a mobile phone.
"Hmm?"
Master Puhui saw that the caller ID was from Lin Meiqiao, Long Xiaolin's mother. He frowned slightly. After a brief hesitation, he took the phone, hung up, and then said to Chen Xiao with a face full of apology,
"Dr. Chen, I am truly sorry. Our temple has an urgent matter that requires immediate attention. I can only discuss martial arts with you another day. I hope you can understand."
Chen Xiao didn't think much of it and smiled, nodding,
"Of course, no problem."
"Thank you."
Master Puhui was extremely anxious and quickly got into the car with two young monks and left.
In the car, he was contemplating how to explain to Lin Meiqiao when her call came in again. She roared furiously,
"Old bald donkey, wasn't my son with you? Why was he severely injured and dumped on the ring road of Juxian City, along with his car?"
Master Puhui gave a bitter smile and sighed,
"Alas! Director Lin, your son provoked someone he shouldn't have. I am powerless to help..."
Lin Meiqiao, on the phone, interrupted Master Puhui without a second thought, her voice ferocious,
"What nonsense are you talking? In this tiny Juxian City, who is there that my son cannot provoke? Moreover, you are known as the peak of martial arts in Juxian City, on par with Ye Canglan. If you had protected him diligently, how could my son be so badly injured?"
She paused, and before Master Puhui could reply, Lin Meiqiao continued in an even more overbearing tone,
"If you can personally bring the scoundrel who injured my son to me before two o'clock this afternoon, I might consider letting you off the hook. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Master Puhui's brows furrowed. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said,
"Director Lin, I advise you to give up. The person your son provoked not only has heaven-defying medical skills but also possesses unparalleled talismans and calligraphy. His martial arts cultivation is so unfathomable that even I cannot see through it."
"Heh."
Lin Meiqiao laughed angrily and said with disdain,
"Puhui, Puhui, have you gone senile? Have you forgotten that my sister, Lin Meiqi, is the world's rarest talisman master? Since you are stubborn, I will have her send someone to deliver a 'Chicken and Dog Uneasy' fierce talisman to your Shenlong Temple right now!"
With that, she hung up the phone.
Master Puhui immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. Without a second thought, he quickly called Shenlong Temple,
"Pujie, Lin Meiqi is going to post a fierce talisman on our Shenlong Temple again. Immediately order the temple gates to be sealed and guarded strictly. No one is to enter or leave, no matter what!"
The two young monks in the car were clearly not scared. As soon as Master Puhui hung up, one of them nervously tried to persuade him,
"Grand-Master, Lin Meiqi's talismans are truly terrifying. Why should we risk the lives of over a hundred people in the entire temple for just one Dr. Chen?"
The other young monk also said nervously,
"Besides, secrets can't be kept forever. Once Long Xiaolin wakes up, Dr. Chen will still face the frenzied revenge of the Lin and Long families. It's his own fault for being so audacious as to dare to hit Long Xiaolin."
Master Puhui tightly clutched the "Man Jiang Hong" in his arms, his eyes gradually turning red. His voice was resolute,
"Enough nonsense! Return to Jishi Tang immediately!"