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Chapter 697 I have it! I have it!
Ni Tieniu felt an irresistible, supple force come his way, and his punch, which was powerful enough to split rocks, was deflected, causing him to stagger forward! Just as his old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated, Qin Luo slid to the side like a ghost, and leaned his shoulder forward seemingly casually!
"Oh!"

A muffled sound!
Ni Tieniu felt as if he had been hit by the side of a speeding truck! The overwhelming force was simply beyond his ability to resist!
He grunted, and his burly body was thrown off the ground, flying more than a meter backward.

With a "thud," he fell heavily onto the soft lawn!
Ni Tieniu was stunned!
He lay on the ground, staring at the azure sky, his mind blank! What had just happened? How had he flown up? He hadn't even seen how Qin Luo had attacked! He only felt a numbness in his wrist, a tremendous force, and then he was flying?

After a brief moment of shock, an even more fervent fighting spirit ignited in Ni Tieniu's eyes!
He sprang to his feet with a somersault, his eyes sharp as knives, staring intently at Qin Luo, no longer showing the slightest contempt, but instead filled with excitement and respect!
"Mr. Qin! I admit defeat! Tie Niu was being arrogant just now! From now on, I will do my best!"

He let out a low growl, holding nothing back, clenching his fists and assuming a standard fighting stance! This time, he was going all out!

The next ten minutes became a one-sided "torture" performance by Ni Tieniu.

No matter how he attacked, no matter how tricky and ruthless his military-style killing moves were, Qin Luo always seemed to have a premonition and easily neutralized them in the simplest and most effortless way.

Qin Luo's movements were as fast as lightning, yet they possessed a rhythmic quality that flowed smoothly like clouds and water.

Whether by pulling, leading, guiding, or sticking... Ni Tieniu's terrifying power, enough to split stone tablets and shatter rocks, seemed to sink into the sea like a mud ox in front of Qin Luo, unable to stir up the slightest ripple.

Every seemingly casual counterattack by Qin Luo—whether it was a light slap, a tap, a lean, or a squeeze—contained an overwhelming force, precisely striking at the point where Ni Tieniu's power shifted, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground in a sorry state.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Ni Tieniu was knocked down again and again, but he got up again and again. His body was covered with more and more mud and grass, but his eyes grew brighter and brighter. He was not discouraged at all, but only had an infinite yearning for greater power!

After Qin Luo cleverly deflected the full force of the collision with a "grasping the sparrow's tail" move for the tenth time and used the force to throw him away again, Ni Tieniu lay on the lawn, panting heavily. Looking at Qin Luo who walked up to him, his eyes were filled with utter and unwavering admiration!

"No... I won't fight anymore! Mr. Qin! I surrender! I'm completely convinced!"

Ni Tieniu, panting heavily, struggled to sit up, but a cheerful smile appeared on his face.

"Your technique is no amateur! You are a true master! I, Ni Tieniu, have practiced for so many years, and I can't even last ten moves against you! I admire you!"

Old Ni had approached without anyone noticing. Looking at his grandson, who had always been arrogant and proud of his martial prowess, now appearing like a defeated rooster yet completely convinced of his defeat, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

He patted Ni Tieniu's shoulder, which was covered in sweat and dirt, and said earnestly.

"Tie Niu, now you know what it means to be outmatched, right? You have brute strength, but you don't understand how to use it, let alone the principle of combining softness and hardness, or using minimal force to overcome great strength. You only know how to fight head-on, which will ultimately lead you astray."

The old man turned his gaze to Qin Luo, his expression filled with undisguised admiration and a hint of deeper meaning.

"Young friend Qin's skills have reached a state of perfection; every movement is imbued with profound principles. This is true kung fu! If you are interested, why don't you quickly become my disciple?!"

Upon hearing this, Ni Tieniu was jolted awake!
He was stunned at first, then his eyes blazed with wild joy! That's it! Become an apprentice! This Mr. Qin before him—wasn't he the peerless master he had been dreaming of?!

Without any hesitation, he immediately got up from the ground, ignoring the mud covering his body, and faced Qin Luo.

With a "thump," he knelt heavily on the lawn!
"Master, please accept my bow!"

His forehead slammed heavily against the grassy soil, the sound loud and devout.

Mr. Ni stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes filled with satisfaction and anticipation.

This grandson is stubborn by nature, so it's truly remarkable that he was able to become his disciple so willingly.

Qin Luo did not immediately agree.

He looked calmly at the towering man kneeling before him, pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke.

"Becoming my disciple is not a simple matter. You must pass a test if you wish to become my student."

Ni Tieniu suddenly looked up, his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

"Master, please speak! I would brave mountains of knives and seas of fire without batting an eye!"

"Not that serious."

A faint smile appeared on Qin Luo's lips.

"We will win first place in this year's National Military Region Skills Competition."

"First place?!"

Ni Tieniu was taken aback at first, then his eyes flashed with intense confidence!
Who is he? He is a top-ranked fighter in various military regions' combat sports! This goal, while extremely challenging, is not unattainable!
He straightened his chest, about to agree.
"and many more."

Qin Luo suddenly changed the subject, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly, as if he had thought of something.

"Let's change it to second place."

Ni Tieniu's confidence froze instantly, replaced by incomprehension and a hint of resentment.

"Master? Why second place? Tie Niu is confident he can win first place!"

"It's not that I doubt your abilities."

Qin Luo shook his head, his gaze fixed on the distance, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"But... this year, someone named Zhou Lin will also be participating. Your chances of getting first place are almost nonexistent."

Zhou Lin? This name sent a chill down Ni Tieniu's spine.

He had never heard of this name before, but how could his master be so certain that he could not surpass it? A strong sense of resentment and an even more intense curiosity rose in his heart.

Second place? If Ni Tieniu wants to compete, he wants to compete for the strongest!
"Disciple...understands!"

Ni Tieniu gritted his teeth and kowtowed heavily once more.

"Disciple Ni Tieniu will do his utmost to secure second place! I will not let my master down!"

A raging fire had already ignited in his heart. Zhou Lin? He wanted to see who she was!
Breakfast was made by Ni Ruolan herself; it was simple yet heartwarming, with fragrant millet porridge and golden fried eggs.

After the meal, Qin Luo's phone rang; it was Xiao Yu.

"Hello, Qin Luo?"

Xiaoyu's voice carried a hint of weariness and hesitation.

"Where...where are you? I was supposed to be on duty at the hospital today, but...you tricked me into taking a day off...what are you going to do now?"

Qin Luo's lips curled up slightly.

"Want to show me around Yanjing? It's a rare treat to come all this way."

"To stay with you?"

Xiaoyu seemed to roll her eyes on the other end of the phone.

"Busy as a man, has the sun risen in the west? But... it's alright, I've already taken the day off anyway. Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

"No need, just send me your location and I'll come over."

Qin Luo hung up the phone.

Ni Ruolan happened to be going back to the city to take care of some things, so Qin Luo hitched a ride with her. The black Audi A8 drove out of the heavily guarded gate of the veterans' center, and the armed police officers standing by the guard post saluted and let it pass.

Just a dozen meters away from the gate, Qin Luo casually glanced at the rearview mirror.

A familiar figure appeared in the mirror: Wu Chengguo, deputy director of the Chengbei branch of the Public Security Bureau!
He was standing outside the gate of the veterans' center, sweating profusely and looking terrified. He was bowing and scraping as he spoke to the guardhouse window, and it seemed he was carrying something in his hand.

Clearly, he came to "plead guilty with a bundle of thorns on his back".

Unfortunately, he couldn't even get through this door that represented the threshold of true power.

The guards remained expressionless, showing no intention of letting them pass.

Qin Luo withdrew his gaze, his eyes indifferent.

Some people always have to pay the price for their choices.

About an hour later, the Audi A8 stopped at an intersection in the bustling downtown area of ​​Yanjing.

Qin Luo got out of the car, said goodbye to Ni Ruolan, and headed towards the agreed meeting place.

Soon, an eye-catching pink MINI Cooper drove up and stopped beside him.

The car window rolled down, revealing Xiaoyu's pretty face, which showed a hint of worry. The passenger seat was empty.

"boarding!"

Xiaoyu greeted.

Qin Luo opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, casually asking.

"Where's Yiyi? Didn't she come with you?"

"Don't mention it."

Xiaoyu sighed, started the car, and sounded somewhat depressed.

“She stayed at my place last night and cried for most of the night before finally falling asleep. Then this morning, just as dawn was breaking, her family started calling her one after another like crazy! When she answered the phone, her face turned deathly pale. She didn’t say anything, grabbed her bag, and rushed home. I couldn’t stop her! When I asked her what was wrong, she wouldn’t say… I just felt something was off!”

Qin Luo frowned slightly.

He instinctively didn't want to get too involved in Zhang Yiyi's affairs.

Behind that lies the quagmire of family interests and the threat posed by the Chen family.

"Perhaps there's an emergency at home. Shall we go look around somewhere else first?"

Qin Luo made the suggestion.

"no!"

Xiaoyu shook her head resolutely, turned the steering wheel, and drove directly towards Zhang Yiyi's house.

"I'm worried about Yiyi! After what happened yesterday, she was urgently summoned back home today. It can't be anything good! I have to go see her! Qin Luo, will you come with me?"

Seeing the genuine worry in her eyes, Qin Luo had no choice but to nod.

"Ok."

The car weaved through the hutongs of the old city of Yanjing, and finally stopped in front of a courtyard house that looked quite grand, but could not hide the marks of time.

The gray bricks and tiles, the tightly closed vermilion gate, all exude a sense of oppressive oppression from a bygone era of wealth.

This is Zhang Yiyi's home.

As soon as the two got out of the car and were about to knock on the door, they heard a sharp, shrill, and distorted scream suddenly come from the courtyard, like the cry of a night owl, breaking the tranquility of the alley.

"Help! Someone's in trouble!!!"

Qin Luo and Xiao Yu's expressions changed drastically at the same time!
"Yiyi!"

Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise and, without thinking, suddenly pushed open the heavy vermilion door!

The door wasn't locked!
"Bang!"

Xiaoyu used all her strength to smash the door open!

The two rushed into the courtyard and saw a middle-aged woman dressed as a maid sitting slumped at the entrance of the west wing of the main house. Her face was ashen, and she was trembling violently. Her fingers were shaking as she pointed into the room, and she could only repeat the same words over and over.

"Blood...blood...so much blood..."

A strong smell of blood wafted out from the open door!

Qin Luo's figure appeared by the bedside like a ghost!
Zhang Yiyi lay quietly on the bed, her face deathly pale from blood loss, her lips bluish-gray.

She was wearing a plain-colored nightgown, her left hand hanging limply at the edge of the bed. A deep, gruesome wound on her wrist, revealing bone, was twisted open, and dark red blood soaked through the sheets beneath her, spreading out in a large, glaring crimson line across the floor! It was a shocking sight!

"Yiyi!"

"Yiyi!!!"

That piercing scream shattered the still air like a sharp knife! Xiaoyu, like a madwoman, squeezed through the stunned crowd and rushed to the bedside. Seeing Zhang Yiyi's lifeless, pale face and the glaring pool of blood beneath her, she felt dizzy and her vision went black!
She reached out her hand, trembling, wanting to touch that familiar face, yet afraid of the cold touch. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, and she sobbed uncontrollably.

Just as despair filled the air, a composed figure appeared beside the bed even faster than she did. It was Qin Luo!

His eyes were sharp as lightning, without the slightest panic. While others were still immersed in fear, his right hand had already shot out like lightning, and three fingers precisely placed on the inside of Zhang Yiyi's hanging wrist!
The pulse throbbing through my fingertips was so faint it was almost imperceptible, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to go out at any moment, but ultimately... there was still a glimmer of hope!
"There's still help!"

Qin Luo's deep voice was like a stabilizing force, instantly suppressing Xiao Yu's sobs and the chaos that filled the room!

Without hesitation, he swiftly pressed several acupoints on Zhang Yiyi's arm with his left hand, fingers pointing like a sword. The internal energy contained in his fingertips acted like invisible silver needles, precisely sealing the ruptured blood vessels, instantly reducing the gushing blood flow by more than half!
"Light rain! Bandages! Gauze!"

Qin Luo shouted without looking up, his voice carrying an undeniable urgency.

"Huh?...Oh! Yes! I have it!"

Startled awake by the shout, Xiaoyu grasped at it as if it were a lifeline!
She suddenly remembered that she was a nursing student and always carried these things in her first aid kit!
She scrambled out of the room and rushed toward the pink MINI parked outside the yard.

While Xiaoyu went to get something, Qin Luo laid Zhang Yiyi flat.

He took a deep breath and slowly placed his right palm on Zhang Yiyi's cold chest.

A warm and mellow internal energy, like a gentle stream of warmth, carefully flowed through Zhang Yiyi's palm and slowly entered her body, protecting her depleted heart meridian and nourishing her life force, which was on the verge of collapse due to excessive blood loss.

His movements were steady and focused, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Xiaoyu rushed back quickly, clutching the first-aid kit tightly in her hand.

She forced herself to calm down, and her professionalism came into play at that moment.

She quickly and skillfully cleaned and disinfected the wound, then pressed thick sterile gauze tightly onto the hideous wound on Zhang Yiyi's wrist, and carefully and forcefully wrapped the bandage around it to secure it. Her movements were fast and steady.

Qin Luo's internal energy was like a fountain of life, continuously sustaining the last remaining embers of life within Zhang Yiyi's body.

(End of this chapter)