I'm afraid I'll kill you if I can't hold back!

The days that followed.

Returned to their former peace.

In the mornings, Jiang Wangzu went to the back courtyard of Hongyun Mahjong Hall on Rongsheng Street to settle accounts.

In the afternoons, he patrolled Dragon River Pier.

Only, he kept Luo Shiqi's instructions firmly in mind: he absolutely did not go near the Dragon River's edge, planted himself in the crowd, and never let himself be alone.

The moment he finished his patrol duty, he left at once, never lingering.

At dusk, he went straight to the rear courtyard of Benevolent World Hall, drank the secret medicine Black Tiger Powder, and practiced his martial arts.

Along the way, he also deepened his relationship a little with the Little Medical Immortal, Yan Ruyu.

Very soon, the day he had agreed on with Chen Liujia arrived.

Whether he could cling to this thick, sturdy thigh all depended on his performance today!

Upper District.

Chen Liujia's residence.

Jiang Wangzu had changed into a brand-new set of practice clothes, his back ramrod straight, and knocked on the door.

It was still the same old man from that day who opened the door and led him straight to a martial practice ground in the rear courtyard.

There, Han Qiao, her hair tied up and dressed in a black set of practice clothes, had already been waiting for him for quite some time.

However, he did not see Chen Liujia anywhere.

But that did not matter either way.

"Come up!"

Han Qiao glanced sideways at Jiang Wangzu and spoke.

"Coming!"

Jiang Wangzu jumped straight onto the Martial Practice Platform.

"You're here as a sparring partner. You only need to exchange moves with me."

"I won't use any other methods."

"Because I'm afraid that if I can't hold back, I'll beat you to death!"

Han Qiao said to Jiang Wangzu with extreme coldness.

"Many thanks!"

Jiang Wangzu cupped his fist and bowed as he spoke.

He knew Han Qiao was not joking.

The other party was a great expert at the level of force. A single wisp of force leaking out could beat him to death!

That was simply too savage!

"Make your move!"

"Let me see what you're worth!"

Seeing Jiang Wangzu take so long without moving, Han Qiao spoke first.

If she attacked first, even if she only used moves and no other methods, Jiang Wangzu probably still would not be able to withstand it.

Besides, the reason Chen Liujia had Jiang Wangzu spar with her was because he hoped Jiang Wangzu would emit that supremely yang and unyielding energy while moving his muscles and bones.

And she could use her breathing method to capture and refine this yang and unyielding energy, suppressing the Extreme Yin Cold Baleful Intent inside her body.

As for the sparring itself, it was not important!

"Forgive me!"

Jiang Wangzu had no other methods and knew only Black Tiger Fist. Now that both his Tiger-Subduing Stance and Black Tiger Fist had reached minor accomplishment and were steadily advancing toward major accomplishment, he really was not that hopeless once he started fighting.

Though his strength was far inferior to Han Qiao's.

But he also knew that the sparring Chen Liujia wanted was not about the sparring itself.

Black Tiger Fist originated from a master's enlightenment after watching black tigers fight; it was a true combat fist art.

It was fierce and peerless, broad and sweeping, every movement carrying a kingly dominance, with the might of a tiger roaring through the mountains and forests.

Jiang Wangzu opened his fist frame, without any flourish, and struck straight out with Black Tiger Digs at the Heart, charging directly toward Han Qiao's chest.

Its momentum was like a black tiger moving through the night, silent and soundless; when it erupted in an instant, it was like a Hungry Tiger Pouncing on Prey, with the force of thunder and ten thousand jun!

When Han Qiao saw Jiang Wangzu's move, her pretty face could not help but turn cold.

This lecherous wretch was only using filthy moves.

However, she shifted her feet and directly made Jiang Wangzu, that lustful tiger, pounce at empty air.

When Jiang Wangzu's strike missed, he did not lose heart. Black Tiger Digs at the Heart changed moves directly, becoming Black Tiger Extends Its Claws, thrusting straight toward Han Qiao's eyes!

Han Qiao stood on both feet, unmoving as a pine. Her upper body leaned back slightly, like a strong bamboo after rain, dodging this strike.

Boom!

Jiang Wangzu unleashed another Tiger Tail Sweeps the Forest, carrying a force that seemed to sweep away a thousand troops as it went straight for Han Qiao.

His stake training is an utter mess, making his foundation unstable!

But he executes this set of Tiger Form Fist rather well!

And he was born with divine strength. He's only reached minor accomplishment in Strength Training, yet his punches are heavy and forceful, weighing a thousand catties. Compared with a martial artist at major accomplishment in Strength Training, his strength isn't much inferior!

To be able to cultivate this Tiger Form Fist to such a level at his age, his comprehension isn't bad either.

Han Qiao thought to herself.

She only dodged without attacking because she wanted to see just how strong Jiang Wangzu truly was.

Although Jiang Wangzu's martial foundation was not solid, at his age, having such strength was enough for him to be called a young talent.

Of course, when she had been Jiang Wangzu's age, she had already stepped into the perfection level of Skin-Refining.

The reason her progress had been so swift was, first, because she had Chen Liujia, a renowned master, guiding her and creating a cultivation plan tailored specifically for her.

He had even created a unique art, the Three Yin Extreme Baleful Art, based on her Three Yin Severed Pulse!

Then there was the fact that she had enough martial resources, with all kinds of secret medicines supplied without limit.

On top of that, her innate aptitude was excellent, and her comprehension was also very high.

With all these factors stacked together, she had become a martial cultivator at the perfection level of Skin-Refining at eighteen.

But Jiang Wangzu lived at the bottom of society. His father was a gambler, now his life and death unknown; his mother had died early; his older sister and younger sister had been sold off by his father; and now he was all alone.

For him to have today's accomplishments and strength truly made him someone not to be underestimated!

Before she knew it, Han Qiao's feelings toward Jiang Wangzu had gone from initial indifference, even rejection, to the appreciation and protectiveness she felt now.

Even she herself had not expected such a rapid change.

This was the power of Jiang Wangzu's Succubus talent!

Unseen and unfelt, he could gain women's goodwill!

Since they had decided to make use of Jiang Wangzu, they naturally had to conduct a thorough background check on him. Only after knowing there was no problem with his identity did they feel at ease using him.

When Han Qiao learned of Jiang Wangzu's background and experiences, she was also deeply moved.

Originally, she had only taken him for a pretty boy clinging to the powerful like a climbing dragon and perching phoenix. She had never expected his life to be so miserable.

What Jiang Wangzu did not know was that, silently and without a sound, he had established in Han Qiao's heart the image of someone beautiful, strong, and tragic!

Hopefully, this character setting would not collapse in the future!

After all, Han Qiao had no idea that the man who had spent a night of passion with her good sister Lin Rumeng was him, Jiang Wangzu!

Nor did she know that the one who had hooked up with his elder sister-in-law and secretly learned his boss's fist manual was still him, Jiang Wangzu!

Unlike Han Qiao, whose mind was wandering here and there, Jiang Wangzu was entirely focused, putting in all his effort to be a good sparring partner.

Because this was not merely long-term business—it also concerned his little life.

He had not forgotten those words Luo Shiqi had said to him.

He had already been targeted by that ghostly thing at Dragon River Pier. If that thing really came ashore, then the only ones who could save him would be Chen Liujia and Han Qiao!

Whoosh!

Jiang Wangzu executed Hungry Tiger Pounces on Prey, reaching out to grab Han Qiao's wrist, but Han Qiao easily dodged it!

Boom!

Then came another Black Tiger Digs at the Heart, driving straight down the centerline. In the end, Han Qiao raised a hand to block it, borrowed his force to counter with force, and directly flung Jiang Wangzu away!

Thud, thud!

Jiang Wangzu took two steps forward to steady himself, then suddenly whipped his head back and used Tiger Claw Digs at the Kidney, reaching back to claw toward Han Qiao.

Han Qiao leaped into the air, planted one foot on his leg, and, like a dragonfly skimming the water, jumped out of Jiang Wangzu's Changing Line Oblique Insertion Strangling!

Han Qiao sensed the supremely firm, supremely yang aura emanating from Jiang Wangzu's body, circulated her breathing method, and refined it into her body.

She felt the chill inside her body quietly disperse, and a warm, cozy feeling welled up in her heart.

This was a comfort she had not experienced in the past thirty years!

The feeling was intoxicating, impossible to pull herself free from!

But as the distance between her and Jiang Wangzu opened, a sensation of supreme yin and extreme cold surged into her heart, making her brows knit involuntarily.