Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Chapter 622

Then, he pushed the ground hard with both feet. The bluestone tiles on the ground could not bear the weight and two deep grooves were trampled out, and smoke and dust rose up.

The whole person was like an arrow shot from a bow, wrapped in a strong wind, shooting backwards, the speed was even faster than when he rushed over just now, leaving a residual image in the air, and in a moment he had retreated several feet away.

Lin Wanting, who was standing aside, had a graceful figure and a look of complete trust in her master.

At this moment, she was struck by lightning, her red lips opened wide, unable to close, her eyes were wide open, like two copper bells, full of disbelief.

She stared at the scene intently, her mind blank. She couldn't understand why her master, who was usually famous in the martial arts world, so majestic and invincible, would stagger, look panicked, and retreat so embarrassingly in just a moment.

The doubts in her heart surged like the tide, and the shock was like a huge rock pressing down on her head. She felt a sudden chill all over her body, as if she had fallen into an absurd and bizarre dream from which she could not wake up. Everything around her became unreal and unfamiliar.

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly flashed before everyone's eyes, and in an instant, the surroundings seemed to be lit up like daylight.

Everyone hurriedly looked closely and saw that between He Yuzhu's hands, there was a round ball with restrained light but tremendous power. It was like a whistling cannonball on the battlefield, carrying endless power, and smashing into the solid ground at an astonishing speed with the force of a bamboo breaking through.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "boom". The sound was like thunder exploding in the ears, deafening and piercing deep into the soul. It seemed that the whole world was shaken by this force, and time and space seemed to be frozen in an instant as if by an invisible hand.

This sphere condensed from thin vital energy is now like a huge meteorite that crosses the vast sky and falls from the sky. It is wrapped in unparalleled impact force. The moment it hits the ground, it is like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake, causing huge waves.

The earth shook violently, and every inch of land seemed to be struggling in pain, as if it was about to be torn apart alive.

Cracks spread rapidly in all directions, centered on the point where the ball landed, like the open mouth of a ferocious beast.

The servants serving around were caught off guard and were hit hard by this sudden powerful force. Their bodies jumped up uncontrollably, like puppets pulled by invisible strings.

Then, as if the string was broken, it staggered and fell to the ground in pieces, accompanied by painful groans one after another. It seemed extremely fragile in the aftermath of this battle between strong men.

The villa that had been built with so much effort was even more shaky under the impact of such a devastating force.

The entire building was like a lonely boat caught in a strong wind, shaking violently, with a continuous creaking sound, like an old man on his last legs. Every sound seemed to be saying that it could not bear the weight and might collapse at any time.

Some tiles on the roof had long been unable to withstand the vibration and were loosening one after another. They fell like snowflakes, making crisp sounds when hitting the ground. The sounds intertwined together seemed to play a tragic melody composed for this fierce battle.

"What kind of Kung Fu is this?" Lin Wanting felt her throat dry, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. She was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes were wide open and full of bloodshot, staring at the scene in front of her like copper bells.

Her body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously covered her mouth with her hands, her nails almost digging into her palms.

At this moment, she was completely shocked by He Yuzhu's terrifying attack. The air around her seemed to freeze. Only the surprise in her heart was like a surging tide, hitting the wall of her heart wave after wave, almost drowning her completely.

Until this moment, she felt a buzzing in her head, and suddenly realized. He Yuzhu was so bold as to come to her directly.

She was startled, and her mind couldn't help but quickly recall the past. Those subtle details that she had completely ignored at the time were now clearly reflected in her mind one by one like a revolving lantern.

She was filled with bitterness and secretly regretted that she had always been arrogant and conceited, and acted entirely based on her subjective assumptions. She had not realized the amazing strength hidden beneath He Yuzhu's ordinary appearance, and had truly underestimated him.

At first glance, He Yuzhu's attack appeared to be nothing more than a gentle swing of his arm, his movements flowing smoothly and effortlessly, revealing a carefree demeanor. However, beneath this surface, a hidden meaning lay hidden within.

As he struck, the surrounding air seemed drawn by an invisible force, quietly surging. This seemingly simple and casual strike, however, contained within it a force like the surging undercurrent beneath the deep sea, carrying a tremendous force, as heavy as the towering Mount Tai.

Such power seems to be able to break through the shackles between heaven and earth, just like a meteorite falling from the sky with billowing flames and tremendous momentum, and wherever it passes, it seems to have the power to destroy the world.

Such power is absolutely beyond the ability of ordinary mortals to resist. It has already surpassed the scope of human power and is truly terrifying.

Just a moment ago, Zhao Yunhai was still thinking in his heart that He Yuzhu was just an ordinary person and not to be feared at all, and the contempt was inadvertently revealed in his eyes.

However, in a blink of an eye, the situation suddenly changed. The strength displayed by He Yuzhu was like a thunderclap, which instantly set off a huge wave in Zhao Yunhai's heart.

At this moment, his eyes were wide open, as if their sockets were about to burst, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to jump out of their sockets. His face was full of disbelief.

His lips trembled slightly uncontrollably, like fallen leaves shivering in the autumn wind. He felt extremely regretful and wished he could have the power to turn back time so that he could take back all the contemptuous words and thoughts he had said before.

He could never have imagined that He Yuzhu, who looked ordinary and could not be found in a crowd, was actually a hidden talent. He was not only a master in the field of magic, but also a strong man at the pinnacle of martial arts.

In just one move, the outcome was not yet clear, but Zhao Yunhai already had a rough idea.

The duel between masters is like an exquisite game of chess. Through the perception of power as subtle as a hair and the ever-changing trajectory of the moves, they can accurately judge the difference in strength between each other as if they can see through the smallest details.

Zhao Yunhai knew in his heart that He Yuzhu's martial arts skills were by no means comparable to his own, and it was very likely that he was far superior to him.

At this moment, Zhao Yunhai was filled with regret, as if he was being bitten by millions of ants and was in great pain.

He clenched his teeth, his cheeks puffed out, and every tooth seemed to be crushed. In his heart, he secretly cursed Gao Kening and Xu Changfeng's ancestors for eighteen generations.

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out how he, who had always been cautious in his actions, could be dragged into this situation by these two guys who were more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything, and ended up provoking such powerful figures.

Now, he felt as if his chest was being pressed down by a huge rock, unable to breathe, and his heart was filled with bitterness.

After decades of struggling and fighting in this world, he knows better than anyone how dangerous the current situation is.

Once you lose in this duel, it will be like a building collapsing. All your wealth and status in the world will disappear like a dream. What's more terrifying is that you may even lose your life.

His back was already soaked with cold sweat, and the sticky feeling made him feel uncomfortable all over. He kept lamenting in his heart that he was afraid that he would not be able to escape today and would die here.

"Should I fight to the death or surrender immediately?" Zhao Yunhai felt as if two little people were pulling him madly in his mind. His heart was like a turbulent sea. The feeling of hesitation was like a surging tide, completely drowning him. It was really difficult to make a decision.

At this moment, his eyes flickered like a candle swaying in the wind. Sometimes he was determined by the remaining fighting spirit in his heart, and sometimes he was frightened and timid by the other party's powerful aura.

The invisible scale in my heart was swinging and creaking wildly between the two extremes of fighting desperately and surrendering.

If you choose to fight to the death, at this critical moment, you may be able to find a glimmer of hope for survival from the airtight and desperate situation; but if you are not careful, you may anger your opponent and accelerate your pace to death.

If he chose to surrender, he would be filled with resentment. His heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, causing him excruciating pain. Moreover, the opponent's methods were ruthless and unpredictable, and he had no idea whether he would show mercy and show mercy.

However, just when Zhao Yunhai was immersed in thinking about how to defeat the enemy, He Yuzhu did not give him more time.

He Yuzhu's eyes were like torches. He suddenly shouted and opened his arms wide, like an eagle ready to strike at the sky, shouting: "Second move, Flying Dragon Hand!"

With this loud shout, the surrounding air was instantly stirred and vibrated violently. Zhao Yunhai only felt a majestic and surging vital energy, like a sudden raging wave in the deep sea, carrying an overwhelming force, and sweeping towards him with the force of thunder.

The overwhelmingly powerful aura was like a towering mountain pressing down on him, causing his chest to feel stuffy and almost unable to breathe smoothly. An intense fear involuntarily surged in his heart.

At this moment, Zhao Yunhai's mind was blank, leaving only one firm and urgent thought: "We must retreat quickly. We must not confront this fierce attack head-on, otherwise we will suffer heavy losses!"

In a flash, Zhao Yunhai turned around without hesitation, and his feet kicked the ground heavily like two powerful cannonballs.

There was a dull thud, and two clearly visible, shallow footprints were left on the hard ground. Immediately afterwards, he retreated as fast as lightning, desperately hoping to survive He Yuzhu's fierce and deadly attack.

He Yuzhu slightly fanned his hands at his sides, like a breeze blowing through the mountain forest. It seemed gentle and soothing, but it was also wrapped in an elusive mysterious charm.

In an instant, his figure disappeared like a dream bubble, and he suddenly rushed away at a speed beyond the imagination of mortals.

With such terrifying speed, he easily surpassed Zhao Yunhai in just a blink of an eye.

After careful estimation by everyone present, He Yuzhu's speed was actually 10 times faster than Zhao Yunhai's. Such a gap was truly jaw-dropping.

"How is this possible!" Zhao Yunhai felt as if a huge rock was thrown into his heart, causing huge waves. His eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets. His pupils were full of fear and disbelief, as if he had seen the most absurd thing in the world.

His gaze, like an invisible shackle, locked tightly on He Yuzhu's figure that was moving away as fast as lightning, as if he wanted to engrave every movement and every trace of the other party into the depths of his soul.

Although his heart was completely filled with shock, his body, like a well-trained precision machine, reacted quickly by instinct at this critical moment.

He suddenly jumped up from the ground, kicked his feet in the air, and his whole body rushed towards the direction where He Yuzhu disappeared like a cannonball. At the same time, his right fist was like a black lightning, with a whistling sound, and suddenly blasted forward!

This punch can be regarded as the condensation and sublimation of Zhao Yunhai's lifelong cultivation.

He mobilized every bit of strength in his body, every inch of his muscles was as tight as steel, and every meridian was swollen like a water pipe about to burst, running at full power.

His breath became chaotic and powerful at this moment. The air around him was moved by this punch, forming visible vortices that spread wildly in all directions.

Looking back, he once faced a huge green stone the size of a millstone and with a hard texture in his own martial arts training ground. With just one punch, he smashed it into pieces, and the debris flew everywhere. That scene made everyone around him jaws dropped in shock. From then on, he was absolutely confident in the power of his punch.

However, at this moment, when he really faced an opponent like He Yuzhu, the confidence that was once as solid as a rock in his heart melted away in an instant like the remaining snow in spring.

The strength displayed by He Yuzhu was far beyond his imagination. The feeling of oppression made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

But he had no choice. At the moment of life and death, he could only pin all his hopes on this punch, hoping that this punch could be like a solid barrier to block He Yuzhu's fierce pursuit.

He knew in his heart that at this moment he had no time to worry about whether he could achieve success or not. He only hoped that this punch could allow him to escape temporarily and find a glimmer of hope in this thrilling life-and-death battle.

However, all Zhao Yunhai's calculations were nothing but wishful thinking.

For He Yuzhu, Zhao Yunhai's punch, which condensed all the strength of a peak-level expert in the Transformation Realm and came with a fierce gust of wind and the force of a bamboo breaking, could hardly cause any waves and was not a threat at all.

He Yuzhu had long since broken free from the constraints of the Transformation Realm and entered the new world of the Embracing Dan Realm. Furthermore, over the long years, through the miraculous nourishment of dual cultivation, his internal Qi surged like a surging river, and his strength had undergone a profound transformation, surpassing anything he had experienced before.