Uncle Kong's pupils shrank as he felt a strong gust of wind blowing towards him. With a muffled shout, he clapped his hands together and released his grip on Bai Yulan's wrist in an instant. His right hand slashed out like a knife, knocking away Bai Yulan's other hand that was stealthily attacking him. Then, with a kick of his legs, he suddenly retreated backwards!
In such a short period of time, he had made the most correct response and used his valiant strength to temporarily force Bai Yulan to retreat. However, it was too late for him to do anything else. He could only raise his arms to block both sides of his face and wait for Xu Le's attack to come down.
This was a very ugly posture. This was a humiliating posture for passively taking a beating, but it was also the most effective defensive posture. Uncle Kong had been through hundreds of battles and did not care about advancing or retreating for a moment. He only knew that the young man that Young Master Douhai wanted to deal with today was not easy to deal with. He had to first block this fierce attack and stabilize the situation before asking for anything else.
Xu Le's right arm landed heavily on Uncle Kong's arm, which was placed vertically on his cheek, making a heavy muffled sound.
In close combat, the human body always had its limits. There was a certain posture that could not be broken in an instant no matter what technique one used. For example, Uncle Kong's body was slightly bent over and his arms were wrapped around his head. At this time, his body was short and stout. Now that he was bent over and hugging his head, he looked more like an iron weight. However, his defense was watertight, and none of his vital points were exposed.
However, when Xu Le's arm landed heavily on his right arm, a huge force came crashing down on him. His thick arm, which had been hammered for many years, was unable to block this blow and was directly forced to his forehead by that huge force!
In hand-to-hand close combat, in the face of absolute power, skill had no use. Previously, Uncle Kong crossed his arms in front of his face, relying on his own terrifying strength. However, when his arms touched, he found that the strength he was most proud of and confident in was not worth mentioning in front of this ordinary-looking young man!
Xu Le's attack was like the sound of a morning bell. The left side of Uncle Kong's face was numb and painful, and there was a buzzing sound in his head. However, his thick and strong legs were still firmly rooted to the ground and did not move an inch.
All of his strength had sunk to the lower half of his body, but in the next moment, Xu Le also raised his left leg. His calf bone seemed to contain the power of wind and thunder as it suddenly chopped down at a thirty-degree angle, directly hitting Uncle Kong's supporting leg, which had the most strength. With a cracking sound, Uncle Kong's leg, which was rooted to the ground and did not move an inch, let out a mournful sound of bones breaking!
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The ten stances that Uncle Feng Yu had taught him had long been integrated into Xu Le's blood vessels. He could use those intricate, dangerous, and heroic body movement techniques at any time, anywhere. However, he didn't do so tonight. Firstly, he was anxious, and secondly, he knew that this short, stout, middle-aged man was an extremely powerful character. Using those body movement techniques wouldn't necessarily be able to knock him down immediately. If he allowed his opponent to temporarily withdraw from the battle, he would waste the trap that Bai Yulan's dagger had lured out, and there would be even more trouble later on.
Therefore, when he made a move, he would strike without hesitation. Just like that night in the forest garden, when Madman Li, dressed in a military uniform and with a childish face, attacked fiercely and unreasonably.
Then, he kicked out with his leg, just like that year on the Ancient Bell, when the chubby captain with a harmless smile on his face suddenly focused and attacked with wind and thunder.
Xu Le was a person who liked to ponder. Whether it was in terms of mechanics or fighting, he would always learn from excellent people and analyze them afterwards. That was why he could remember the postures and angles of Captain Tian's kick so clearly.
And what was very strange was that whether it was Madman Li's terrifying attack or Fatty Tian's long leg, they seemed to be related to the ten postures that he had learned since childhood. It was very easy to learn and it was very effective.
Tonight, he chose the fighting style of the two strongest people he had ever met in his life. He attacked horizontally and directly, and at a 30-degree angle, he did not give his opponent any chance to retreat. He used one arm to disturb his opponent's mind, and one leg to break his opponent's leg.
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After the crisp sound of the leg breaking, Uncle Kong fell down like a falling iron tower. He sat on the smooth ground of the side courtyard, and there was no trace of the spirit of a master. At this moment, the personal bodyguard of Old Master Lin stared at Xu Le who was not far in front of him in disbelief. His face was pale, and he seemed to have thought of something. He had completely forgotten the pain of his broken leg.
If Uncle Kong had not concentrated his strength on his lower body to resist Xu Le's horizontal attack, then when Xu Le's leg came, he might have been kicked away like a kite under the night sky in July, but he would not have suffered such a serious injury. It could only be said that Xu Le's move, which had been accumulating power for a long time, was extremely powerful and ingenious.
"Your surname is Li, not Xu."
Uncle Kong's pupils shrank, and his face was pale. He stared at Xu Le's plain face and suddenly said in a trembling voice. His expression at this time was like he had thought of a particularly terrible story from a long time ago.
"Your surname is Li!"
"You are from the Li family!"
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Listening to Uncle Kong's mournful voice, Xu Le was startled. He immediately thought of the relationship between Uncle Kong and the Lees of Philadelphia. However, his trembling power had long been hidden under his skin, so he was not afraid of others guessing something from this aspect. But why did the master in front of him have such a strange expression at this time? Could it be that the Lees of Philadelphia had such a terrifying position in the hearts of these people?
"Sorry."
Xu Le nodded to Uncle Kong on the ground and then looked at Bai Yulan who had lowered her head behind him. He said a few words and then turned to leave. The yellow taxi from before had already been scared away by the fight. He wanted to go to the airport, so he had to hurry and stop a taxi. As for the things behind him, he did not need to worry anymore. The most powerful person Lin Douhai brought had lost his combat ability. As long as there was no gun, he believed that Bai Yulan would not be in any danger in this city.
After he left, the side hall of the Peninsula Hotel returned to silence. This extremely dangerous conflict happened so quickly that the well-trained security guards in the hotel didn't even have time to react.
Bai Yulan raised her head, a strange expression flashed across her calm face. She walked to Uncle Kong's side and squatted down. At this time, Uncle Kong was still a little absent-minded and repeated, "His surname is definitely Li."
At the moment of the fight, Bai Yulan knew that the middle-aged man with a broken leg in front of her was a very fierce person. However, at this time, he seemed to have been beaten silly by Xu Le. She could not help but be a little stunned. The previous tacit understanding was an opportunity created by this delicate man, but at the beginning, he definitely did not expect that Xu Le could actually succeed in one hit and show such a fierce combat ability. He could not help but sigh in his heart. If there was no gun by his side in the future, he would not provoke that freak.
"Senior, do you need to inform the hospital?" Bai Yulan asked softly, the delicate knife was still between her fingers, ready to be used at any time.
Uncle Kong calmed down, was silent for a long time, and shook his head.
Bai Yulan slowly stood up, dragged the heavy black box, and walked out of the hotel. Before leaving, she whispered softly, "Xu Le's surname is Li, and he has nothing to do with Philadelphia. But don't be too angry, he is a guy that even Madman Li could not beat."
Even Madman Li could not beat that young man? Hearing this, Uncle Kong's eyes seemed a little perplexed. He looked at Bai Yulan's back as she disappeared into the night. Suddenly, he had the thought of applying for retirement from the Old Master. This was no longer their era.
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The Summer Fire Festival holiday was coming to an end, and the people of the Federation were in a hurry to go home and prepare for work. Because of this reason, the night flight from Hong Kong to the Capital Special District was not as quiet as usual, and it was full. Xu Le had left in too much of a hurry, so Bai Yulan had to book a first-class ticket for him.
Sitting in the spacious and comfortable seat, listening to the music and accepting the service of the delicate stewardesses, Xu Le's expression was calm as he softly thanked them. He no longer had the youthful and uneasy feeling he had when he first arrived at the Capital Ring from the Eastwood Region. His age had not increased by much, but his state of mind had changed a lot. This was probably the power of life.
A movie about the Enterprise was playing on the screen, but for the first time, Xu Le did not look at the purple-haired girl. Instead, he turned his head to look out the window. He did not think about the conflict at the Peninsula Hotel, nor did he think about the MX mecha that had made him forget to eat and sleep for the past few days.
The plane gradually descended. The white windmills on the distant mountain ridge were incomparably clear under the moonlight. The windmills slowly rotated. Together with the light-absorbing materials all over the capital, they provided most of the energy required by the city. However, at this time, from Xu Le's point of view, these rows of windmills were like incessantly fanning the wind, fanning the plane he was on toward its destination.
This was a very cute and childish imagination, proving that Xu Le was in a very good mood tonight. He left the airport, used the little cash he had to rent a taxi, and drove directly to the Army general hospital. Then, he saw Major Zou You in the corridor, and this good mood was slightly interrupted.
"I called you countless times two days ago, but I couldn't get through. What are you doing?" Zou You looked coldly at the sweaty Xu Le, and his tone was not polite at all. Unlike in front of the Linhai nightclub or the teahouse, Major Zou's words were more direct and matter-of-fact.
Xu Le was stunned. For the past two days, he had been busy in the Nutshell's underground backup storage room. His mobile phone signal had been blocked, so naturally, he could not receive the phone call from the Capital. If it had been in the past, perhaps he would have felt displeased in the face of Zou You's tone. However, at this time and place, this officer was using the tone of a brother-in-law lecturing his brother-in-law to lecture him. He could not express any opinion.
Walking into the ward and seeing the slightly haggard girl on the snow-white bed, Xu Le subconsciously softened his footsteps.
The lights in the ward were not turned on. Zou Yu was staring blankly out the window. In the dark blue night sky, there were occasional streaks of light that flashed like flowing flames.
Xu Le walked to her bedside and lowered his body to look at the sleeping newborn. Endless tenderness grew in his heart. After a long time, he asked nervously, "What's his name?"
"It's a boy. His name is Liu Huo." Zou Yu turned her head and looked at him quietly. She replied with a smile.
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