Seeing Yan Dezhao showing off in front of his apprentice, Liu Xiaoyuan said, "Don't worry, my family specializes in treating sprains and bruises, and it's a family tradition. It's very effective. So, a minor injury is nothing to worry about."
“Master, since this kid is so eager to compete with you, why don’t you show him what you’re capable of!” Yan Dezhao’s apprentice said.
"Yes, Master, let this kid see your skills and broaden our horizons too."
Yan Dezhao saw his apprentices calling out to him one by one, and knew that he had to put on a show today. "Fine," he thought, "I'll use this kid as my guinea pig and show them what I'm capable of."
“Alright, since all my disciples have requested it, then I will show you,” Yan Dezhao said.
“Young man, come on, I’ll give you three moves,” Yan Dezhao said.
Liu Xiaoyuan asked, "You're not letting me throw three punches anymore?"
Yan Dezhao said, "Letting you hit me three times would be too boring. I'm letting you have three moves so that you can learn something, and also so that my disciples can learn something. I'll let you see how we dodge your punch, so that it can come in handy in actual combat later."
It must be said that Yan Dezhao's reason was perfectly plausible.
Liu Xiaoyuan sneered inwardly, thinking: Even if you, Yan Dezhao, try to hide, I'll make sure you can't hide.
Yan Dezhao stood still, waved to Liu Xiaoyuan, and said, "Young man, come on, show me what you've got."
Liu Xiaoyuan said, "Master Yan, I'm calling now, so please be careful."
Yan Dezhao said with a smile, "Young man, just show me what you've got. I won't worry you about this. Just take care of yourself!"
Yan Dezhao's disciples were all secretly laughing at Liu Xiaoyuan, thinking that Liu Xiaoyuan was shameless for telling his master to be careful, without even taking a piss to look at himself.
After speaking, Liu Xiaoyuan clenched his right fist, looked at his fist, and blew on it as if there was something dirty on it.
Yan Dezhao, standing opposite, still had a smile on his face when he saw this scene. He thought that Liu Xiaoyuan was quite good at pretending.
"Master Yan, then I'll go ahead and do it," Liu Xiaoyuan reminded Yan Dezhao one last time.
Yan Dezhao said, "Come on, young man, show me your best skills."
Liu Xiaoyuan made his move. In the blink of an eye, Liu Xiaoyuan was in front of Yan Dezhao. Yan Dezhao didn't even have time to react before Liu Xiaoyuan was already in front of him.
By the time Yan Dezhao reacted, it was too late, because Liu Xiaoyuan's fist had already struck Yan Dezhao directly in the abdomen, sending him flying backward.
Yan Dezhao's smile froze. He never expected Liu Xiaoyuan to be so fast and to have such a powerful punch, which caught him completely off guard.
The expressions on the faces of Yan Dezhao's disciples also froze. They simply couldn't believe their eyes; their master had actually flown away.
At this moment, Yan Dezhao's disciples were more inclined to believe that their master had flown away on his own, rather than being knocked away by Liu Xiaoyuan.
With a thud, Yan Dezhao fell to the ground, making a sound. Then, he clutched his stomach and let out a wail.
Yan Dezhao also wanted to maintain his image as a superior person and not let himself scream, but the pain in his lower abdomen was simply unbearable for him.
Yan Dezhao rolled on the ground, clutching his lower abdomen. His disciples, seeing their master like this, went from being bewildered to astonished.
After a while, several disciples finally approached Yan Dezhao and asked with concern, "Master, Master, are you alright?"
Yan Dezhao was still writhing on the ground in pain, and had no strength to answer his apprentice's question.
Liu Xiaoyuan walked over, and Yan Dezhao's disciples, seeing him approach, immediately took a step back in fright, looking at him and asking, "You... what do you want to do?"
Liu Xiaoyuan ignored Yan Dezhao's apprentices and said to Yan Dezhao, who was rolling on the ground, "Master Yan, I'm sorry, I was a little too rough just now. Oh, right, I only used half of my strength."
When Yan Dezhao's apprentices heard that Liu Xiaoyuan had only used half of his strength, they were both surprised and fearful. They kept a great distance from Liu Xiaoyuan, afraid that he might use them as targets if he was displeased.
"Master Yan, if you're alright, stand up again, and we can spar a couple more times!" Liu Xiaoyuan said to Yan Dezhao.
As he was speaking, Liu Xiaoyuan reached out to help Yan Dezhao up.
After learning of Liu Xiaoyuan's abilities, Yan Dezhao dared not fight him again, even if he were beaten to death. He quickly endured the pain and said, "Young man, my stomach ailment has flared up, I... I can't continue sparring with you."
Wow! Yan Dezhao is really something else. Even at a time like this, he still finds a plausible excuse.
“Master Yan, you have a stomach problem? Let me take a look at it. I know medicine,” Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.
Yan Dezhao looked at Liu Xiaoyuan with a pained expression and asked, "Isn't your family a family that has a long tradition of treating sprains and bruises? You can treat stomach problems too?"
Liu Xiaoyuan said, "My second uncle is a veterinarian who specializes in treating pigs and cows, so I learned a little bit about it too."
Upon hearing this, Yan Dezhao almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "Damn it, do you think I'm an animal?"
"No, young man, I don't need it," Yan Dezhao quickly shook his head and said.
Liu Xiaoyuan said enthusiastically, "Since Master Yan's stomach problem has flared up, you should call 120 and have a doctor come to provide emergency care, otherwise there will be trouble."
As he spoke, Liu Xiaoyuan took out his phone to make a call.
Yan Dezhao quickly stopped him, saying, "No...no need, I'll be fine after a rest."
Liu Xiaoyuan said "Oh," put his phone in his pocket, and looked at Yan Dezhao, asking, "Master Yan, does that mean I can continue our sparring session in a little while?"
Yan Dezhao thought to himself, "Damn it, if I punch you again, I'll lose my life."
"Young man, you should go home. I just used my protective inner energy, and you must have suffered internal injuries. Go home and recuperate for a year or two, understand?"
Liu Xiaoyuan feigned surprise and asked, "Master Yan, I'm not very educated, you're not lying to me, are you?"
Yan Dezhao said, "How could I lie to you? You...you have suffered very serious internal injuries. Go back and recuperate quickly. If you fight again, you may lose your life immediately."
"Master Yan, I'm not afraid of death. Since I've suffered internal injuries, I want to have a good spar with you before I die. That way, my trip won't be in vain, and my life won't be wasted!" Liu Xiaoyuan said with great pride.
Lying on the ground, Yan Dezhao was about to vomit blood. Damn it, why wouldn't this guy listen to my nonsense?
(End of this chapter)
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