I'll Suck Again!

After absorbing Li Cunzhong's internal energy, Zhu Youning showed no mercy, slamming a heavy palm down onto the crown of his head.

Li Cunzhong died on the spot, and Zhu Youning then turned his gaze toward Li Cunxiao.

To be honest, this was not the first time Zhu Youning had met Li Cunxiao.

Known as the world's fiercest warrior, Li Cunxiao was one of the top generals under Li Keyong. In the many wars between the Liang State and Jin, countless Liang soldiers had perished at his hands.

Now, Zhu Youning could finally avenge them.

Standing before Li Cunxiao, Zhu Youning felt as if he were facing a ferocious beast.

Although Li Cunxiao was currently unable to move and his internal energy was completely stagnant, Zhu Youning still felt a sense of oppression.

This Li Cunxiao was like a dragon in shallow water; if he were not finished off now, he would surely become a grave threat in the future!

As he thought this, a deep roar suddenly startled Zhu Youning.

The sound came from Li Cunxiao.

Though Li Cunxiao was simple-minded, he had spent years with Li Cunzhong and had grown deeply attached to him; otherwise, he would not have followed his every command so blindly.

Now that Li Cunzhong had been killed by Zhu Youning's palm, Li Cunxiao was naturally enraged.

But anger was useless.

Zhu Youning was confident that under the unique effects of the Sadness-Soothing Breeze, all of Li Cunxiao's rage would be nothing more than impotent fury.

Yet, Zhu Youning had miscalculated—Li Cunxiao actually stood up.

Had the Sadness-Soothing Breeze failed?

Zhu Youning looked at Li Cunxiao in astonishment.

No, the internal energy within Li Cunxiao was clearly still stagnant. The only reason he could stand despite the effects of the Sadness-Soothing Breeze was likely due to his own raw, brute strength.

However, even if Li Cunxiao had stood up, he could hardly unleash his full power with his internal energy still locked away.

At this moment, drawing on strength from who knows where, Li Cunxiao roared and charged at Zhu Youning, the muscles in his arms bulging like iron blocks as he raised a fist to smash down upon him.

The momentum was fierce, but without the reinforcement of internal energy, both his power and speed were lacking, clearly hampered by the Sadness-Soothing Breeze.

Zhu Youning made an instant judgment and chose to dodge to the side. Li Cunxiao's fist slammed heavily into the ground, sending gravel flying in all directions.

After dodging, Zhu Youning was about to seize the opportunity to strike Li Cunxiao's shoulder with a blast of the Qi Scripture, but he found that Li Cunxiao had already turned and was charging at him again.

Li Cunxiao's speed was incredible!

In his surprise, Zhu Youning caught a glimpse of Li Cunxiao's pupils and saw that they had turned blood-red.

Was this pure rage?

Facing the furiously charging Li Cunxiao, Zhu Youning could only push off the ground and retreat several steps.

But Li Cunxiao remained in hot pursuit. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged ten blows.

To be precise, it was ten rounds of evasion.

In their clash, Zhu Youning not only failed to gain any advantage, but was forced into a continuous retreat by Li Cunxiao's savage fighting style.

However, through this retreat, Zhu Youning gradually grasped the extent of Li Cunxiao's current strength.

Deprived of his internal energy, Li Cunxiao could only rely on his physical body to fight. Although his momentum still appeared fierce, his true strength was likely only around the Mid-Heaven Realm or even the Small-Heaven Realm.

If Zhu Youning went all out, he could indeed defeat Li Cunxiao. But he would not choose to clash head-on with someone possessing such innate, god-like strength.

Li Cunxiao was now like a trapped beast fighting for its life; engaging him directly would only stir his bloodlust.

It would be better to wait until he had exhausted himself and lost his strength before making a move.

Thus, no matter how Li Cunxiao attacked, Zhu Youning did not retaliate, choosing only to dodge and avoid the brunt of his force.

After several attacks were evaded, Li Cunxiao's eyes turned even redder, as if his rage had deepened. He raised his fists to hammer his chest once more, then, with his mountain-like frame, lunged forward to charge at Zhu Youning again.

As Li Cunxiao sprinted, a formless wave of true energy seemed to accompany him.

"The Sadness-Soothing Breeze is about to wear off!"

Observing the change in Li Cunxiao's speed, Zhu Youning immediately reached this conclusion.

Although Li Cunxiao's stamina was nearly spent, the effects of the Sadness-Soothing Breeze were also fading—he could not afford to drag this out any longer!

Facing the sudden charge, Zhu Youning remained perfectly calm. His face showed no excess emotion, as if he had already secured victory. His eyes sharpened, and following the mental techniques of the Qi Scripture, he rapidly channeled the internal energy from his dantian through his meridians to his palms.

Then, Zhu Youning raised his right hand, aimed at Li Cunxiao, and a vast, powerful surge of energy erupted!

Bang!

A sonic boom rang out. The massive true energy exploding from Zhu Youning's palm sent the iron-bodied Li Cunxiao flying. He soared ten zhang through the air, crashing into a tree as thick as a water barrel and snapping it in half.

Zhu Youning leaped to Li Cunxiao's side, stepped onto his shoulder, grabbed his arm, and with his own muscles bulging, twisted with all his might.

With a sickening crack, Li Cunxiao's massive, thick arm was dislocated and deformed.

Li Cunxiao's fighting style was simple; it relied entirely on his fists. Now that his arm was dislocated, he was like a tiger stripped of its claws and fangs—no longer a threat!

Following this, Zhu Youning slammed both palms onto Li Cunxiao's dantian, his hands acting like two terrifying black holes, continuously draining the internal energy that had already been stagnant within him.

Logically speaking, stagnant internal energy is difficult to mobilize, but the Northern Dark Divine Art is no pushover.

Under Zhu Youning's full-force activation of the Northern Dark Divine Art, the internal energy within Li Cunxiao's body finally began to surge toward Zhu Youning's palms.

Sensing the drain of his internal energy, Li Cunxiao immediately began to struggle.

Yet the more Li Cunxiao struggled, the faster his internal energy was absorbed.

Once the Northern Dark Divine Art took effect, in less than three breaths, Li Cunxiao's entire reservoir of internal energy collapsed like a breached levee, the speed of absorption accelerating until it poured into Zhu Youning's body in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Youning was overjoyed and intensified his efforts. In a mere half-minute, Li Cunxiao's thirty-plus years of cultivation were completely drained.

Feeling the sudden influx of internal energy within him, Zhu Youning felt a surge of delight.

The internal energy absorbed from Li Cunxiao was even more profound than Zhu Youning's original strength; he had truly struck gold this time.

Because Li Cunxiao's internal energy was deeper than his own, Zhu Youning would normally have been unable to digest and absorb it.

However, Li Cunxiao had been struck by the Sadness-Soothing Breeze, leaving his internal energy as sluggish as if drugged and completely incapable of resistance, which is why Zhu Youning benefited—calling it striking gold could not be more fitting.

Having finished absorbing Li Cunxiao's internal energy, Zhu Youning felt a sense of distension.

Nevertheless, with the foundation of the Qi Scripture, Zhu Youning was still able to control this massive amount of internal energy, continuously driving the Northern Dark Divine Art to convert it into Northern Dark True Qi.

The conversion speed was not slow, but the internal energy absorbed from Li Cunxiao was vast, and it would still take considerable time to convert it all into Northern Dark True Qi.

He would just take it slow; in any case, Zhu Youning was in no rush.