Tingting's Practical Combat

"Zombies have lost their sense of pain, so when you two fight, aim for vital spots," Yang Xuan said, not entirely at ease.

Yang Xuan grinned mischievously, then shouted outside, "Idiots, come on, bite me!" With a surge of telekinesis, he perched himself on the main beam of the roof.

The two below could only stare, a vein throbbing in their foreheads. This was quite a setup.

The three walking corpses, hearing the commotion, seemed to have found their targets and were running towards the house.

Tingting unleashed her Baji Quan, sending one walking corpse flying, then engaged another in a grapple. This was her first time fighting zombies, and Tingting appeared somewhat disgusted, likely finding it a bit dirty.

Initially, she fought strictly according to the eight stances of Baji Quan. Later, she realized, just as Yang Xuan had said, that zombies had no pain receptors. Therefore, she had to break their bones or dislocate their joints. If one's strength was sufficient, it was simpler: crush the zombies into dust with sheer power.

In contrast, Jiale, perhaps because he had only recently started learning National Arts, had gained strength. However, his Baji Quan techniques were messy, and he primarily focused on agile evasion. While there was nothing wrong with this approach, Yang Xuan preferred to face attacks head-on.

"Martial Brother, what are you doing, dodging around like that? Are you even a man? Look at my Tingting, fighting two at once! One of them has both arms broken."

After reaching the mid-stage of Ming Jin, Tingting's foundational strength was no less than a man's. Her punching power was estimated to be around several hundred kilograms, making her a true tough girl.

Gradually, the three walking corpses were dealt with one after another.

The zombies behind them had been contained by Yang Xuan's telekinetic shield; otherwise, they would have already broken in. Now, for every zombie they incapacitated, Yang Xuan released another into the fray.

The two fighters' techniques became increasingly skillful and fluid, no longer adhering strictly to form.

"Jiale, dodging is fine, but constantly evading isn't manly," Yang Xuan teased.

"Tingting, that last move required the 'Hong' character technique, the Mountain-Pressing Lean. After executing it, you need to retain about twenty percent of your strength internally. If you use your full power, and the opponent doesn't fall, you'll be too exhausted."

"Tingting, how is it? Does the spot where the zombie grabbed you hurt?" Yang Xuan asked with concern.

"Brother Xuan, my back hurts a little," Tingting replied. Because of Yang Xuan, Tingting had also adopted a direct, head-on fighting style.

It was quite a sight to see a delicate young girl directly confronting zombies.

He checked Tingting's back. Her clothes were torn, and her skin was red, but thankfully, the injury wasn't severe. As her National Arts realm increased and she consumed better medicinal soups, her physical strength would gradually improve.

"Martial Uncle, you didn't ask me either," Jiale said, wincing as he pressed his shoulder.

"Hmph, a grown man like you can't handle a few scratches?" Yang Xuan scoffed dismissively.

Just as Jiale was about to retort, Four Eyes and Yi Xiu returned.

Four Eyes looked around the house, littered with corpses, and asked, "Are you all alright? Why are there so many walking corpses?"

"Where's Qingqing?" Yi Xiu asked, looking around anxiously, not seeing Qingqing.

"Assistant Minister Wu and Qingqing are in the room taking care of the Little Prince. They wouldn't be much help here anyway," Yang Xuan replied.

"Martial Uncle, perhaps we should burn the bodies? Leaving them here isn't a solution." Some of the zombies' limbs were broken, but they weren't completely dead yet.

Yang Xuan moved all the corpses outside and set them ablaze. Standing by the pyre, he silently lit a cigarette.

The smoke, flickering in and out, the wisps exhaled from his lips, from dense to dissipating, seemed to symbolize the fragility of life itself.

If his own strength wasn't great, and danger arose, he wouldn't be able to protect anyone, let alone himself.

After taking the last drag, Yang Xuan fiercely stomped out the cigarette butt, vowing to himself to cultivate this hard-won opportunity well.

Ren Tingting seemed to sense something and looked at Yang Xuan, squeezing his hand and smiling faintly.

Yang Xuan tightened his grip on Ren Tingting's small hand, further solidifying his resolve.

Inside the house.

"Mmmph~~"

"Mmmph mmmph~~"

"That's strange, Little Taiji seems a bit off today," Qingqing remarked.

"What's wrong?" Yi Xiu asked alertly.

"I don't know. Not long after the zombies arrived, Little Taiji ran into the room and has been restless ever since. Even after Brother Xuan and the others killed the zombies outside, Little Taiji became even more agitated instead of calming down," Qingqing explained truthfully.

"Four Eyes, did you hear that? I suspect..." Yi Xiu speculated.

"The bamboo forest?" Four Eyes replied in unison.

After exchanging a look, their expressions grew solemn as they went to find Yang Xuan. Given the strength of the Royal Zombie, the two of them were likely no match.

Four Eyes and Yi Xiu walked together to the burning site and directly addressed Yang Xuan, "A-Xuan, we suspect the Royal Zombie is in the bamboo forest. Little Taiji has also been very uneasy today." Four Eyes said gravely.

Yang Xuan knew the plot and also knew that Little Taiji usually resided in the bamboo forest. Its agitation today was definitely unusual.

"Tingting, go to the room and stay with Jiale and Assistant Minister Wu. If you see any zombies wearing official uniforms, don't do anything, just run," Yang Xuan instructed.

"Got it, Brother Xuan~~~ Is that zombie you mentioned more powerful than my grandfather?" Tingting asked, wanting confirmation.

"More powerful than your grandfather," Yang Xuan confirmed.

"Understood," Tingting replied, walking back into the house with a heavy heart.

"Martial Uncle, Uncle, let's go check the bamboo forest," Yang Xuan said.

The three arrived at the bamboo forest. The night was very dark. Although there was a moon, it wasn't particularly bright.

Yang Xuan sniffed the air. "Such strong corpse energy. Where are the zombies?"

After searching for a short while, Yang Xuan's Black Flame suddenly appeared, slashing towards a dark silhouette nearby.

"With a 'thud'."

The dark shadow bounced back a small step.

At this moment, the three of them, using the faint moonlight, could clearly see the zombie's appearance. Its fangs were exposed, and its skin was a dark hue with a hint of green.

What a fine Iron Armor Zombie, Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes. This kind of zombie would be interesting to subdue.

Four Eyes and Yi Xiu took turns attacking. Unfortunately, traditional corpse-binding talismans, one or two of them, were no longer effective. Yi Xiu also used Buddhist artifacts like prayer beads and lotus pedestals. However, their damage to the zombie was limited.

Yang Xuan quickly moved forward, taking the zombie's attacks head-on. Four Eyes and Yi Xiu, on the sides, cast talismans or used Buddhist techniques to strike the zombie's body. It looked like dilute sulfuric acid, and although it had an effect, it felt like the zombie was only suffering superficial wounds.

"Martial Uncle, Master, can we discuss something?" Yang Xuan said while fighting. "I've been studying the Corpse Control Technique recently, but I've been struggling to find good zombie material. I think this one is quite good, but I'm afraid it might be difficult for me alone. Would you two help me?"

Having lived together for this period, both of them knew that Yang Xuan was not someone who did evil deeds. Moreover, subduing this zombie was also very difficult. It would be better to do them a favor.

"Four Eyes, your Mao Shan's Corpse Control Technique should be fine. I think it's feasible," Yi Xiu said.

"Of course. How about we start now?" Four Eyes asked Yang Xuan, looking at the zombie.