Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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Beside her stood the formidable woman who had easily knocked Zhang Xu to the ground earlier.

Zhang Xu, with his sharp eyes, recognized the target at a glance and quickly turned to Han Xiong behind him, shouting:

"Master, look! It's those two!"

Han Xiong nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, and at the same time secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, they were able to discover the other party's whereabouts in time; otherwise, if they had escaped and gone far away, there would have been no way to vent this deep-seated hatred.

"Now you understand, right? As the saying goes, there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding! I must work hard in my training from now on. To be unable to even defeat a little girl is utterly disgraceful!"

Zhang Xu's face was filled with indescribable grievance. After all, being easily knocked to the ground by a seemingly weak girl made him feel utterly ashamed.

Just then, a deafening roar of a motorcycle came from afar.

The motorcycle sped towards them like a bolt of lightning, its speed astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, it had sped up to the bicycle.

Han Xiong didn't even have time for the motorcycle to come to a complete stop before he nimbly leaped off, landing steadily on the ground, and quickly intercepted Du Weifang and Tingting.

Han Xiong's eyes widened as he glared at Du Weifang and demanded sharply:

"Did you injure my disciple?"

Faced with Han Xiong's questioning, Du Weifang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile. She then raised a delicate eyebrow and sneered:

"Oh ho, I wondered who this was, but it turns out it's just like this! Well, that's good. Everyone, young and old, has come, and now even the old man has shown up. What's wrong? Are you unhappy about this?"

Upon hearing Du Weifang's provocative words, Han Xiong couldn't help but snort coldly and said righteously:

"Hmph, you mere little brat, who's only learned martial arts a few days ago, yet you're so arrogant and lawless, beating others at will. Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders, you ignorant little brat!"

Before he finished speaking, Han Xiong acted without hesitation. He suddenly stretched out his thick, powerful hand and slapped Du Weifang hard with a gust of wind.

The palm strike was incredibly fierce, generating a powerful gust of wind that hurtled straight towards Du Weifang.

But Du Weifang, seeing this, was not afraid at all, and shouted:

"Just in time!"

She then flashed forward, moving with the agility and grace of a butterfly to meet Han Xiong's attack. Instantly, the two engaged in a fierce close-quarters battle…

After two rounds of fierce fighting, Han Xiong was suddenly shocked. He was astonished to find that the person in front of him was not just a master of internal energy cultivation as he had expected, but a real master of internal energy transformation!

This really surprised him. No wonder this young man could so easily knock his disciple to the ground; it turned out that his skills were just as good as his own.

Although the information he received was incorrect, Han Xiong was not intimidated by it.

He keenly sensed that although Du Weifang had entered the realm of Transformation, she was clearly a newcomer and her skill was still shallow and lacked refinement.

Having immersed himself in the art of transforming internal energy for many years, Han Xiong was confident that he could defeat and capture his opponent.

For a time, punches and kicks flew across the field, and the two fought fiercely, evenly matched.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than ten blows. Gradually, Du Weifang began to show signs of weakness. After all, she was still young, usually kept to herself, and rarely had the experience of fighting with others, so her practical combat experience was relatively lacking.

Whether in terms of adaptability in battle or proficiency in using various techniques, she was no match for Han Xiong. Therefore, it was only natural that she gradually found herself at a disadvantage.

Not far away, this scene was witnessed by He Yuzhu.

Seeing that Du Weifang was gradually losing ground and might encounter a deadly attack at any moment, He Yuzhu frowned and said in a worried whisper:

"It seems it's time for you to step in and make your move."

Du Guanghe nodded solemnly, responded with a "Yes," and then rushed forward as swiftly as the wind.

With a powerful push off the ground, he shot off like an arrow, creating a sharp gust of wind.

"stop!"

Just then, Du Guanghe let out a deafening roar.

However, Han Xiong ignored his reprimands and not only did not stop, but intensified his attack, using ruthless moves in an attempt to capture Du Weifang as soon as possible.

Faced with Han Xiong's sudden change of tactics, Du Guanghe reacted quickly, his footwork unpredictable, and he rushed forward in an instant, steadily catching Han Xiong's killing move.

With his arrival, Du Weifang, who was originally at a disadvantage, suddenly felt the pressure decrease.

The grandfather and grandson had excellent chemistry and worked together seamlessly.

Du Guanghe unleashed a set of exquisite and unparalleled boxing techniques, powerful and vigorous, with an overwhelming momentum; while Du Weifang wielded a short sword, using unconventional and agile techniques.

In an instant, their attacks surged towards Han Xiong like a tidal wave, making it difficult for him to defend himself.

Seeing the situation was dire, Han Xiong had no choice but to abandon his attack and switch to a defensive posture. While struggling to hold on, he angrily questioned:

"Who are you? How dare you ruin my plans!"

Du Guanghe snorted coldly and said loudly:

"Hmph! This is my granddaughter. Why are you fighting here? If you don't give us an explanation for what happened today, don't even think about leaving!"

Du Weifang, standing to the side, was extremely anxious and shouted loudly:

"Grandpa, stop arguing with him and just kill this scoundrel! We don't want things to get complicated!"

Upon hearing his granddaughter's cry, Du Guanghe did not hesitate to increase the speed of his attack.

His fist techniques became increasingly fierce, each move and stance containing boundless killing intent, as if he wanted to kill the person in front of him.

With Du Weifang's assistance from the sidelines, constantly using her sword to disrupt Han Xiong's vision and defense, Han Xiong gradually fell into a passive situation.

At this point, Han Xiong was overwhelmed and exhausted. Despite his best efforts to defend himself, he was ultimately unable to withstand the relentless attacks from Du Guanghe and Du Weifang.

Before long, he was covered in bruises and his defenses were exposed.

Just now, Han Xiong barely managed to withstand Du Weifang's extremely fierce killing move, despite his best efforts.

However, this moment of all-out effort left him wide open and exposed his weaknesses!

In the blink of an eye, Du Guanghe, who had been watching intently from the side, seized the opportunity and suddenly threw a heavy punch, which struck Han Xiong's unsuspecting chest with tremendous force.

In an instant, Han Xiong felt an overwhelming force surge towards him, as if he had been struck hard by a giant hammer weighing a thousand pounds.

The excruciating pain instantly spread throughout his body, and a metallic taste filled his throat. Unable to suppress it, he spat out a large cloud of scarlet blood mist.

At the same time, he flew backward like a kite with a broken string or a tattered sack.

With a dull thud, Han Xiong's body crashed heavily onto the hard, cold ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Upon landing, Han Xiong felt an excruciating pain in his chest, a pain that seemed to tear him apart.

He instinctively reached out his trembling hand to touch his chest, and cried out inwardly:

"not good!"

As expected, it appeared that several of his ribs had been broken.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his mouth and spat out mouthfuls of blood, as if all the blood in his body wanted to break free and gush out.

However, Du Guanghe did not give up, but instead pressed on relentlessly.

He swiftly stepped forward, mercilessly raising his large foot and stomping forcefully on Han Xiong's fragile knee. A crisp "crack" was heard as Han Xiong's kneecap shattered instantly.

One, two, three, four... After four consecutive chilling cracking sounds, Han Xiong's knees and wrists were completely ruined.

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky, I'll spare your dog's life for now."

After uttering those words harshly, Du Guanghe turned and left.

At this point, Han Xiong had already fainted when he was first trampled.

However, the unbearable pain, like a demon, once again dragged him awake from his coma.

The moment he regained consciousness, he clearly felt that his legs and hands were crippled and useless.

At this moment, Han Xiong felt utterly hopeless. He knew that his life was completely ruined. Despair and pain intertwined, causing his vision to go black and him to faint once again.

Du Guanghe left with Du Weifang and Tingting, while Zhang Xu quickly picked up his master and ran back to the villa.

The villa's servants were terrified. Sally quickly called an ambulance and then notified Jimmy.

When Jimmy arrived at the hospital, Han Xiong was still in the operating room undergoing emergency treatment. Zhang Xu recounted the events of the day in fits and starts.

He was punched to the ground by Ma Kun, and then the fellow disciples started making a fuss.

Jimmy felt as if the sky had fallen. His greatest asset was his friendship with Han Xiong. With Han Xiong's protection, he was able to do business in Hong Kong.

But Han Xiong's limbs have been broken, and they are comminuted fractures, so there's no way they can be reattached.

In other words, Han Xiong has become a cripple and is no longer able to compete.

Over the years, I've offended quite a few people. Will they come knocking on my door?

Furthermore, Jimmy suspected that his special identity might have been exposed.

Then he stopped Ma Kun and asked Zhang Xu:

Do you think the other person is intentionally seeking it out?

"It shouldn't be. Today's incident was probably just an accident."

Chapter 478 It's all for work

Despite his doubts, no matter how much Jimmy questioned Zhang Xu, he couldn't get any more useful information out of him.