Chapter 29 It's ruined...
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Destroyed
Just as the cold light was about to pierce his heart, the shadowy figure's hand was grabbed tightly.
Ling Hao grabbed the man's hand with one hand, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Next time you kill someone, remember to keep your footsteps quiet. You're too noisy, like a cow." With that, she snapped her hand, breaking the man's right hand, and the dagger in her hand fell into her grasp.
Yes, the newcomer was a woman. Her right hand had been broken by Ling Hao, but she didn't cry out in pain. Instead, she gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at Ling Hao. The next moment, several flying needles shot towards her.
With a swift movement, she grabbed the woman with one hand, forcing her to get off the bed with her. Naturally, the flying needles missed their target. Seeing that her opponent was still determined to kill her, she simply crippled her martial arts skills.
The first lesson her master taught her was that in a life-or-death situation, one must never show mercy. Otherwise, she would be the one to die. Ling Hao spent a lot of effort trying to make up her mind to kill, so she practiced martial arts diligently, becoming able to decisively cripple her opponent's martial arts.
Of course, she left some room for maneuver, not completely destroying the other party, giving them a chance to start over. Whether the other party can muster the spirit to start over is not her concern.
"Ah—!" When her right hand was broken, the woman remained silent, enduring the sweat beading on her forehead. But now that her martial arts were crippled, the pain in her body and mind caused her to scream in agony.
With her other hand, Ling Hao pressed the other woman's acupoint, then threw her to the ground, the sword beside the bed now in her hand. She drew the sword, pressed it against the other woman's neck, and sneered, "You use needles too? Too bad your martial arts are too bad."
Dongfang Bubai's needlework skills were truly divine, and this person in front of me also uses needles, and seems alright, perhaps even possessing family skills. Unfortunately, his fundamentals are weak; he must always be lazy in his practice, making him quite ordinary.
The woman glared at Ling Hao with venom. She hadn't expected her to be so powerful; she had crippled her martial arts in just two or three moves, and not only that, she had even mocked her? Hah, she must know her identity; she was definitely mocking her.
"Even if you kill me..." The woman gasped in pain, but still endured the pain and continued to say what she was about to say, "Lu Xiaofeng... he won't belong to you alone."
"Huh?" Ling Hao uttered a sound of doubt that was quite unusual for a martial arts master.
Lu Xiaofeng slept soundly, and of course he heard the rustling noises heading towards Ling Hao's room. However, after their brief sparring session after dinner, he had a general understanding of Ling Hao's abilities. Such a sneaky little thief couldn't possibly harm her, and he didn't need to intervene.
If he insisted on rushing to help, he would be underestimating Ling Hao. Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng slept soundly and peacefully.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, so he abruptly jumped out of bed and leaped onto the roof beam. He looked closely and saw a kettle lying on his bed, its contents—cold water, as he could tell from the soaked blankets—full of water.
If this spilled on him, he wouldn't be able to sleep that night; he'd have to take a bath and change his clothes first. Seeing the person who arrived, Lu Xiaofeng jumped down from the roof beam and said helplessly, "Linghao, why are you disturbing my sleep? And you've given me such a big 'gift'—really, I don't need it."
Ling Hao gave Lu Xiaofeng a forced smile, the kind that didn't reach his eyes. "Because of you, I can't sleep. Since that's the case, you can't sleep either." Between friends, especially close friends who are often at odds, it's not necessary to share the good times, but it's essential to share the bad times.
In short, she's in trouble, and Lu Xiaofeng won't have it easy either, especially since it all started because of him. Heh. Ling Hao continued to sneer.
Lu Xiaofeng looked bewildered. "What? Just because of me?" He immediately realized, "That's not right. Someone with average martial arts skills can't beat you at all. It's normal that I didn't get up to help you, right? You can't wake me up just because of that."
Sigh, why are his new friends just as infuriating as his old friends of over ten years? That's what he thought, but actually, Lu Xiaofeng was quite happy. He just didn't like his friends being overly polite to him; that made them seem less like good friends.
Oh, of course, it would be even better if his good friend didn't try to trick him. Lu Xiaofeng yawned; he was still sleepy.
“Xue Bing,” Ling Hao uttered.
Lu Xiaofeng suddenly snapped out of his daze and rushed toward Ling Hao's room. "How is she?" It wasn't that he valued women over friends and didn't care about them, but he knew very well that the unlucky one would definitely not be Ling Hao.
Ling Hao followed closely behind, saying, "I crippled my martial arts and broke my right hand. But I can practice martial arts again, and my right hand can be reattached." She spoke lightly, as if she were saying that what she had broken was just a lychee.
Lu Xiaofeng's movements suddenly froze, and then he looked at Ling Hao with a look of utter despair, "You really did it decisively."
Ling Hao raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, and said, "I thought you would say I was ruthless."
Lu Xiaofeng scratched his face involuntarily and said, "I know Xue Bing." She wasn't a soft-hearted person. Since she wanted to ambush Ling Hao in the middle of the night, she definitely intended to kill him. Since she was going to kill him, he couldn't blame others for retaliating; that's how the martial world is.
Furthermore, in Lu Xiaofeng's view, Ling Hao was already being incredibly soft-hearted. If it were anyone else, he would probably only see Xue Bing's corpse by now. Although he knew this rationally, Lu Xiaofeng still felt heartache.
As for blaming Ling Hao? Not at all. It's the same old saying: in this martial world, if you take action, you have to bear the consequences. Lu Xiaofeng didn't think Ling Hao had done anything wrong, nor did it change his opinion of her.
Lu Xiaofeng's change in expression naturally caught Ling Hao's attention, which made her feel much better. After all, she was sleeping soundly when she was attacked; how could she be wrong to fight back? "She doesn't know what she's thinking, believing I'm your new lover, and that she's here tonight to eliminate me completely."
Lu Xiaofeng, who had reached Ling Hao's room, stopped and turned around, looking at Ling Hao in horror. "What? Lover? Nonsense! I treat you like a brother." There was absolutely no possibility of any feelings between him and Ling Hao that went beyond friendship.
She held the swords in both hands, crossed them in front of her chest, and said, "What a coincidence, I also consider you my sister." She was joking; how could she possibly be Lu Xiaofeng's lover? Don't talk about such terrifying things; it'll keep people up at night.
Because her identity had been recognized, Xue Bing, who had managed to climb from the ground to the chair, overheard their conversation, and tears immediately streamed down her face. If what they said was true, wouldn't she have brought trouble upon herself? Her martial arts skills, her hands...
Xue Bing's acupoints were struck, and she was rendered mute; at this moment, she could only shed tears silently.
A note from the author:
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Linghao: Don't say such terrifying things.
Lu Xiaofeng: That's right!
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