All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 111 The Child Granny: My Ground Techniques Are Super Powerful

Zhang Cheng bent down, bringing his face very low, and looked up at Tong Lao's face: "Tong Lao, what are you doing now?"

Unexpectedly, in the next instant, Tong Lao suddenly pounced on Zhang Cheng.

Caught off guard, Zhang Cheng was a beat too slow, and his other hand was also grabbed.

Taking advantage of his unusual joint structure, he tried to forcefully twist his arm to escape. But the old woman changed her tactics, wrapping herself around him like a bone-deep infection.

Zhang Cheng twisted twice but couldn't break free. He lowered his voice and said, "Sister Wu?"

The old woman didn't answer. She leaned softly against him, her burning cheeks pressed against his neck, her breath frighteningly hot.

"I'm so hot!"

Zhang Cheng: ?

Wait, this reaction... it seems like...

Zhang Cheng suddenly realized that besides "playing cards" with Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling yesterday, he had also taken a whole packet of Yin Yang He He San that Zhong Ling had brought.

But a whole night has passed, how could such a strong drug remain in his blood?

He was unaware that the Changchun Gong, which uses blood to cultivate skill, is actually a form of defying the heavens and stealing the essence of all things to replenish one's own deficiencies.

The amount of medicinal properties remaining in Zhang Cheng's body was originally small, and it would have no effect on an ordinary person if they drank it.

However, the Everlasting Spring Technique was so ruthless in its extraction of nourishment that it squeezed out even the smallest bit of medicinal power. In addition, the Child Granny drank a large amount of blood this time, which is why she fell into the trap.

Although Zhang Cheng couldn't figure out the key to it for a moment, his hands moved quickly.

He knew how to dispel the Yin-Yang Harmony Powder, but the most urgent task at hand was to subdue Sister Wu.

His hands were held by the old woman, but he didn't struggle. Instead, he flipped his wrists and interlocked his fingers. The "Silk-Entangling Force" in Tianshan Zhemei's hands was unleashed, wrapping around the old woman's forearm like a snake coiling around a pillar.

Although the old woman was delirious, her martial arts skills were still ingrained in her bones. Instinctively, she moved her hands in a swift and precise motion to break Zhang Cheng's trap.

But as soon as she exerted force, she felt Zhang Cheng's wrist twist in the opposite direction at an angle that was absolutely impossible.

It turned out that he relied on his unusual joint structure and suddenly changed his move without warning, slipping out of the old woman's grasp.

The old woman reacted quickly, her five fingers like claws grabbing again, but Zhang Cheng had already seized the opportunity to pin down her pulse point.

The two men's hands were entangled, all using the grappling techniques of Tianshan Zhemei. One attacked and the other defended, and they had exchanged more than a dozen moves in an instant.

Tong Lao has been immersed in this martial art for decades, and every move she makes incorporates the shadows of countless other techniques. Her skill and experience far surpass Zhang Cheng's.

She attacked first, intercepting Zhang Cheng's every move before he could react, forcing him to change his tactics repeatedly.

Zhang Cheng frowned, deciding to abandon the conventional approach. He flipped his wrist, twisting it in the opposite direction at an angle impossible for an ordinary person. Taking advantage of his joints and resorting to unconventional methods, he indeed regained the upper hand.

But instead of retreating, Tong Lao lunged forward. She twisted her legs and suddenly wrapped them around Zhang Cheng's waist, pressing her tightly against him.

In this close-quarters combat, the slight advantage Zhang Cheng had gained by using his joints was immediately nullified.

Although he could still use his extraordinary joints to barely break free from the old woman's grappling techniques, in close combat on the ground, it was not just about hand techniques, but also about the skill between the waist and hips.

The old woman's experience in this area far surpassed his; her legs bound him tightly, rendering him unable to move, while her hand techniques became increasingly fierce.

Zhang Cheng knew that if things continued like this, he would be subdued by her. He took a deep breath and prepared to use his inner strength to shake her off.

But just as he raised his internal energy to 60%, the bed beneath him let out a mournful groan as it sank under the weight!

Zhang Cheng quickly withdrew his strength, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

With their current level of skill, if they were to unleash their full power and clash their inner energy, not only would this bed be destroyed, but the entire room would be completely wrecked.

When the inn is full of people coming to watch the spectacle, where will he and Granny Tong put their faces?

His distraction allowed the Child Granny to launch an even more frantic attack.

Zhang Cheng had no choice but to continue fighting her, but mindful of the difference between men and women, his hands softened a bit.

Meanwhile, the old woman was under the influence of the drug and completely forgot about any taboos. She clung to him and unleashed a variety of moves.

With the tide turning and the tide shifting, Zhang Cheng repeatedly failed, and she pinned him to the bed, making the situation increasingly unfavorable.

His mind raced, and suddenly a brilliant idea struck him. The Yin-Yang Harmony Powder was something that stimulated blood and qi and aroused desire. If he could suppress the flow of blood and qi with extremely cold internal energy, it might be able to make the Child Granny regain her senses for a moment.

He acted on his impulse. Zhang Cheng activated the Northern Darkness True Qi, transforming it into an extremely yin and cold state.

A chilling aura surged from his dantian, coursing through his meridians and freezing the blood wherever it passed.

A thin layer of frost covered his entire skin, and even his breath condensed into white mist.

But before his chill could fully spread, a new change occurred on Granny Tong's side.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her body against his chest, rubbed her burning cheeks against his chin, and murmured indistinctly, "Hot—so hot—".

Zhang Cheng felt a surge of cold energy throughout his body. Just as he was about to push her away, Tong Lao raised her head first, and her burning lips collided directly with his.

The instant their lips met, the extreme cold power of the Northern Darkness True Qi flowed into Tong Lao's body through their intertwined lips and teeth.

The icy sensation exploded from her lips, spreading along her meridians like an icy spring, gradually suppressing the burning heat that made her mind dizzy.

The old woman's hazy eyes gradually focused. Then she realized her current predicament.

She was straddling Zhang Cheng's waist, her arms wrapped around his neck, her whole body pressed against his chest.

Their lips met tightly, their breaths mingling, and they shared a deep kiss.

Her clothes had been torn to shreds in the fight, and her exposed skin clung to the thin layer of frost on Zhang Cheng's body, making her shiver.

The old woman's face turned bright red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The heat spread from my cheeks to my ears, and from my ears to my neck. I felt a surge of heat in my head, ten times more intense than the previous heat.

"Calm down! Sister Wu! Calm down!" Zhang Cheng quickly let go of her hand.

The old woman suddenly leaned back, and in the next moment, she had already assumed the "Yang Ge Tian Jun" stance.

Zhang Cheng was terrified. If Tong Lao were to unleash a palm strike, the entire inn would explode on the spot, and the two of them would be in a situation where they couldn't clear their names no matter what.

In desperation, he immediately activated the suction power of the Northern Darkness Divine Art. Although the Child Granny was certainly resistant to this suction power, it was still enough to interrupt her cultivation.

But before the suction could take effect, the old woman suddenly went limp and collapsed onto him again.

Zhang Cheng cursed inwardly: Damn it, I tried to accelerate the circulation of qi and blood, but now it's even more troublesome.

At this moment, Tong Lao was even more "poisoned" and pounced on Zhang Cheng like a mindless wild beast, "biting" at him.

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