All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 78 Women's Doubles

Just as the two were healing their wounds, a sound suddenly came from above.

It felt like something had fallen heavily to the ground.

Wu Yazi opened his eyes, his gaze wary: "Did anyone else come with you?"

Zhang Cheng remained expressionless: "Perhaps your disciple broke through some of his acupoints and accidentally tripped while walking into the house."

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Wu Yazi glanced at him but said nothing.

He knew the other person was talking nonsense. But since they weren't willing to talk, there was no point in asking further. He'd find out once his injuries had healed and he could go up and see for himself.

He closed his eyes and continued to heal his wounds.

Not long after, I heard the sound of something being smashed above my head again.

This time it was even louder than before.

Wu Yazi frowned slightly: "This?"

Zhang Cheng remained calm: "It's possible that your apprentice fell again after getting up."

Wu Yazi: —

He stopped asking.

The treatment was completed quickly.

The words "[Lv3 Lone Wolf 45% → Lv3 Lone Wolf 55%]" appeared before my eyes.

Zhang Cheng nimbly got up from Wu Yazi's body.

Wu Yazi got up from the ground and looked down at his hands and feet in disbelief.

Thirty years have passed. He can finally stand up again.

"It seems you've recovered."

Zhang Cheng glanced at Wu Yazi, who was bending over and moving his limbs, trying to adapt to his body, and then ignored him, turning instead to carefully examine the cave.

The cave walls here are also densely covered with text, it seems that carving martial arts techniques on the walls is an old tradition of the Xiaoyao Sect.

However, these texts only contain the mental techniques and formulas, without any illustrations of the moves. The handwriting is also quite different from the inscriptions on the walls of Wuliang Mountain, suggesting that they were dictated by Wu Yazi and then carved by Su Xinghe.

As the sect leader, Wu Yazi possessed the most inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sect among the three.

Even though he had imparted most of his knowledge to his wife, Li Qiushui, there were still many kung fu techniques on this stone wall that Zhang Cheng had never seen before.

He was determined to integrate the three internal cultivation methods of the Free and Unfettered Sect, and immediately began to memorize them on the spot.

Wu Yazi, having finished adjusting to his new body, saw Zhang Cheng staring intently at the stone wall and decided not to disturb him.

He looked up at the hole above him, preparing to retrieve the scroll Zhang Cheng had thrown up earlier, and also to see what was causing the noise.

He lightly touched the ground with his feet, using his lightness skill to leap up and dart out of the cave entrance. Before he could even regain his footing, two people attacked him from the left and right sides inside the dimly lit wooden house.

Wu Yazi was startled and immediately struck out with a palm from each side to meet the attack.

The person attacking from the left swiftly moved his palms, his movements subtle and mysterious, neutralizing the force of the attack.

This is—the Plum Blossom Hand of Tianshan?

The palm strike coming from the right suddenly scattered out of thin air, letting Wu Yazi's palm strike pass by, and then gathered again to attack him.

White Rainbow Palm Force? These two are—

Wu Yazi had no time to think it through and focused all his energy on circulating the Northern Darkness True Qi to protect his body.

The palm strike from the right side landed first, causing his protective aura to tremble violently.

Then, the man on the left clenched his fist and charged forward. The energy in his fist spun and circulated, breaking through the man's already unstable protective aura, and the punch landed solidly on his body.

"boom--!"

The aftershocks of the clash of their inner energy during the three-person fight shattered the second wooden house they were in, sending splinters of wood flying everywhere.

Wu Yazi staggered back several steps, looking up at the two figures. As the dust settled, two familiar faces were revealed.

"Senior sister, junior sister, you're not dead?!"

The old woman remained silent and continued to strike him with her palm. Wu Yazi had no choice but to raise his palm to meet her attack.

Li Qiushui did not participate in the attack. She stood there, her voice mournful: "Senior brother, oh senior brother, my sister and I are two poor wretches, you heartless bastard have really deceived us so cruelly!"

Wu Yazi had no time to respond. He had been attacked by the two men when he went out and was already injured.

The spiraling force of the Child Granny's Fist was extremely cunning, clearly designed specifically to counter his Northern Darkness Divine Skill's "Dissolving Force" ability. Once the force entered his body, it lingered and was extremely difficult to dissipate.

Fortunately, he had mastered the Northern Darkness Technique, which allowed him to absorb and neutralize any internal energy that entered his body; and with the assistance of the Lesser Formless Skill, he could manipulate and circulate his internal energy at will.

Otherwise, his senior sister's first punch alone would have been enough to rip his intestines out.

The two engaged in close combat, their fists and palms clashing, creating a whistling wind.

The position of leader of the Xiaoyao Sect has always been passed down to the disciple with the highest martial arts skills in the current generation. Therefore, decades ago, Wuyazi was naturally the most skilled among the three.

After Wu Yazi became disabled, he was free from worldly affairs and could only focus on cultivation, so his internal strength improved very quickly.

Meanwhile, Tong Lao and Li Qiushui were not idle either. Over the years, the two regarded each other as mortal enemies, practicing their skills desperately and sparring from time to time.

The trials of life-or-death battles allowed them to surpass Wuyazi, who could only develop his skills in isolation.

Now, when the three of them discuss their martial arts skills again, Tong Lao is the strongest.

Given that Wu Yazi was injured, once the two got close, he was overpowered and beaten by Tong Lao.

"Bang!" Wu Yazi, at the cost of taking another palm strike from Tong Lao, temporarily forced her back.

"Senior sister, junior sister, is there some misunderstanding? I just heard from that junior disciple down below that you two have both passed away!"

While he was speaking, Li Qiushui, who had been keeping watch, had quietly circled around to his back. He had been focused on dealing with Tong Lao and only now noticed Li Qiushui's presence.

Li Qiushui was practically pressed against his back, whispering softly in his ear, "Senior brother, if it weren't for this little brother tricking you, my senior sister and I don't know how much longer you would have kept deceiving us."

Her voice was so soft it could drip water, yet her palms were already imbued with her inner strength.

"On my way here, I was even thinking about how to apologize and beg for your forgiveness, how to make up for all these years—"

Before she could finish speaking, she slammed both palms down on Wuyazi's lower back.

Wu Yazi was terrified. He had been hanging for thirty years and had only just managed to stand up again. Just thinking about the feeling of gaining and then losing it was enough to make his soul fly away.

He immediately mobilized all his internal energy to defend himself, attempting to neutralize Li Qiushui's full-force palm strike aimed at his lumbar spine.

"Bang!" The palm strike landed, and a tremendous force surged through Wu Yazi's waist. He leaned forward, trying to deflect the remaining force of the palm.

Directly in front of him, the Child Granny suddenly appeared, blocking his way.

She pulled her right arm back, arched her body, and swirled her fist with energy, waiting for her prey to walk right into her trap.

Wu Yazi's pupils constricted sharply: "Senior sister, no—"

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The old woman ignored his pleas for mercy and threw a punch.

The spiraling energy from the fist instantly interrupted Wu Yazi's forward momentum, forming a pincer attack with Li Qiushui's palm strike.

Two forces, one in front and one behind, acted simultaneously on Wuyazi's waist.

With a crisp "snap," Wu Yazi felt a sudden emptiness at his waist, and his lower body lost all feeling once more.

He flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

The old woman withdrew her fist and looked at him coldly.

Li Qiushui stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and threw him into the cave like a sack of potatoes.

"Young brother. No, you should call me sect leader now. Please trouble the sect leader to heal my injuries again."

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