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"It's better to wait."

Shen Chong said that Xia He was too impulsive, completely different from her usual nimbleness.

"I really don't know what you have to do with that kid. Why do you seem a bit off now that he's showing up?" Shen Chong couldn't understand why Xia He was so protective of a company employee.

...

Just as Shen Chong stopped Xia He, Gao Ning and Dou Mei were having some trouble with Zhou Fengliu's greatsword and the Thousand Blades of Killing. They had no choice but to distance themselves from Zhou Fengliu and move the battlefield outside the villa, waiting for Zhou Fengliu to immerse himself in the Labor of Passion.

Seeing that everyone had left, Lü Liang glanced at Zhou Fengliu, who was about to go crazy, and then ran out of the villa in a flash.

"Don't go! I haven't gotten on the bus yet! Get me out of here..."

At this moment, Ji Bochang, who was sitting in the corner, looked at Zhou Fengliu, who was exuding a terrifying aura, and felt like crying.

He wanted to get away from Zhou Fengliu, but he was so scared that he wet himself. His legs wouldn't obey him, and his shouts echoed throughout the villa, but unfortunately, no one paid him any attention.

...

Inside the villa, Zhou Fengliu's movements gradually slowed down, and even the Qi controlling the flying blades became difficult to transmit. Under Gao Ning's manipulation of his emotions, his condition worsened.

"?"

Zhou Fengliu shook his head. He could feel his emotions changing wildly, and many fragments of memories began to flash before his eyes like a fleeting glimpse.

Twelve Labors Formation...

Greed, anger, ignorance, love, hate, desire, and resentment; joy, anger, worry, thought, sorrow, fear, and shock.

This is Gao Ning's method...

Although Zhou Fengliu had read the original novel and knew that Gao Ning had the means to control his emotions, he did not expect that he would fall into the trap so unknowingly and be so difficult to resist.

At this moment, he was sometimes clear-headed and sometimes confused. He knew that with his current mental state, he could not withstand Gao Ning's actions. He could only make a quick decision and take down the old man Gao Ning while he was still relatively clear-headed.

As for the Twelve Emotional Array, he couldn't let Gao Ning switch his emotions at will. Since it would amplify one emotion infinitely, it would be better to let him choose for himself.

Since it's difficult to resist, then we might as well not resist at all.

Zhou Fengliu stood still, using the remaining self-control to regulate his emotions. Among the many emotions, the most direct and simplest was anger.

In short, just do it!

...

After observing the situation inside the villa, Gao Ning and Dou Mei from Quanxing realized that Zhou Fengliu was no longer a threat.

“Hey, young benefactor, you’re still too hot-blooded. Xia He has protected you so much, yet you still insist on going your own way.” Gao Ning shook his head, adding that Xia He’s judgment was poor.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised an eyebrow, sensing a slight change within Zhou Fengliu.

"It's already at its last gasp, why bother?" Gao Ning sighed.

He had barely finished speaking when a voice came from inside the villa: "If a young man isn't spirited, what kind of young man is he?!"

As he spoke, Zhou Fengliu burst out of the villa like a cannonball, delivering a front kick straight at Gao Ning's face.

Gao Ning instinctively raised his arm to block, but it was to no avail. The powerful inertia, combined with the full release of Zhou Fengliu's power, sent him flying.

This power...?

Dou Mei was dumbfounded. She blinked and Gao Ning disappeared from her sight without lingering for a moment.

"You old bald monk...you're having a good time, aren't you? Now it's my turn to mess with you?" Zhou Fengliu said, grabbing at the air in front of him.

In an instant, Gao Ning, who was flying off the ground, was controlled by an invisible airflow and firmly suspended in mid-air before he could even land.

As Zhou Fengliu clenched his fist, countless streams of air surged from all directions, transforming into invisible blades of energy that instantly sliced ​​across Gao Ning's skin. In the blink of an eye, dozens of cuts of varying sizes appeared on Gao Ning's body.

With blood splattered everywhere, Gao Ning was completely stunned.

He couldn't understand what was going on...

Everything was originally under his control, so how come the situation seemed to have gone awry after that person gave up resisting?

"Weren't you very arrogant? Didn't you keep calling me 'benefactor'?" Zhou Fengliu grabbed at the air with his left hand, and countless streams of air pushed Gao Ning's fat body rapidly toward him.

Seeing this, he suddenly gathered power in his right hand. With the blessing of the Qi Control Technique, he mobilized all the Qi that was somewhat out of his control to his right hand.

"Come here, you old bald monk, let me show you what I'm like with this serious punch!"

Zhou Fengliu used the Qi Control Technique; in just a few breaths, the Qi within his body almost solidified, enveloping his entire right hand...

Chapter 41 A Serious Punch! Destroying Gao Ning! (First Update)

Gao Ning desperately wanted to use his Qi to escape, but it was no use. He was suspended in mid-air with no point of leverage. In addition, the airflow behind him was pushing his body forward, making him feel like an insect caught in a spider web, unable to move.

Looking at Zhou Fengliu, who had finished gathering his strength not far away, he sensed danger, but there was nothing he could do.

"Don't come over here!"

After Gao Ning shouted "Don't come any closer!", Zhou Fengliu delivered a powerful punch to his abdomen.

boom—

With a muffled, invisible sound, a powerful force pierced through Gao Ning's large body. A gray-white Qi shockwave appeared behind Gao Ning, destroying everything in its path.

As the air current that had lifted Gao Ning dissipated, Gao Ning's large body crashed heavily to the ground, losing consciousness. Having taken Zhou Fengliu's serious punch, it was impossible for him to continue maintaining the Twelve Labors Formation.

...

"What is this."

Dou Mei, who had managed to distance herself from Zhou Fengliu and Gao Ning during their fight, stared at the several-meter-wide ditch in front of her and fell into a state of existential doubt.

If she wasn't mistaken...

Zhou Fengliu probably didn't use any special techniques... he didn't circulate his Qi, he just gathered his Qi and threw it out, right?

If that's the case, then having the power it has right now is just too outrageous!

It's important to understand that every superpower or technique has its own unique way of circulating Qi. Just like in a game, superpowers are like skills, and Qi is like mana. You can only use skills if you have mana; if you have mana but no skills, then mana is useless.

The man in front of me can generate such power just by using Qi, which is equivalent to having no skills and just using his mana bar to fight.

Logically speaking, this shouldn't have any power, since it's just Qi.

But who could have imagined... the way this man just attacked Gao Ning completely overturned her understanding.

"I'm done. If I keep going, I'll die."

Seeing this, Dou Mei didn't think much of it and turned to leave without hesitation or consideration for feelings, leaving Gao Ningjing standing there.

Dou Mei ran away, and Lü Liang, who was still secretly spying outside the villa, couldn't sit still any longer. This time, he ran away completely.

Having experienced the night Zhang Chulan was robbed, he knew Zhou Fengliu was a bit strange... but he didn't expect him to be this strange.

They used the Twelve Labors Formation to subdue Gao Ning...

Perhaps even Gao Ning himself didn't expect that he would be unable to return after arriving in good health.

...

After dealing with Gao Ning, Zhou Fengliu shook his head. He felt that his anger had not subsided and seemed to be getting worse. So he kicked Gao Ning, who was lying on the ground bleeding profusely.

"You old bald monk! Stop playing dead!" He slapped Gao Ning a few more times, but Gao Ning still didn't react.

...

What happened?

At the same time, Shen Chong, who had heard the commotion, thought that Gao Ning had had enough fun, so he stopped stopping Xia He and went to the outside of the villa. Without his obstruction, Xia He rushed out with a "whoosh".

This plot...something's not right.

Shen Chong adjusted his glasses, feeling that the scene before him was very different from what he had imagined.

As far as the eye could see, Zhou Fengliu was kicking Gao Ning's big belly and cursing the old bald monk for pretending to be dead.

"No...who is he?" Shen Chong asked Xia He beside him. He didn't believe that someone who could mess with Gao Ning was just an employee in the company.

"He..." Xia He was clearly surprised to see that Zhou Fengliu had fallen victim to the attack; she was also puzzled...

...

Just as the two were still trying to figure out what was going on, Zhou Fengliu, who was outside the villa, spotted them inside.

"Look...look at your horse?!"

Simple bad breath, ultimate enjoyment.

When he lacked manners, the whole world became more civilized.

In his rage, Zhou Fengliu couldn't stand the way Shen Chong and Xia He were looking at him like he was a monkey. He suddenly exerted his strength, like a cannonball, and rushed into the villa. He kicked Shen Chong, who was watching the commotion, into the wall, and he couldn't get him out.

Such a brutal scene made Ji Bochang, who was terrified and wet himself in the corner, shift his body slightly. He was somewhat relieved that Zhou Fengliu had been gentle when "treating" him.

If Zhou Fengliu were in his current state, he would probably have already lost his head and his ashes would have been scattered.

"Xiao Zhou... wake up." Xia He looked at Zhou Fengliu's slightly red eyes, swallowed hard, and sensed a dangerous aura.

She had never seen Zhou Fengliu like this before; he was completely different from the warm figure she remembered.

"What's it to you?"

Zhou Fengliu merely glanced at Xia He, then swung a powerful backhand slap, sending Xia He tumbling and leaping through the air. After two and a half rolls, she crashed heavily to the ground.