Shuang'er was the first to break the silence and asked: "Pan...Pan Shaoxia, are you thirsty? Let me get you a glass of water?"
Pan Suxuan waved his hand and said: "No need to bother, Shuang'er, please have a good rest."
Shuang'er said: "I'm not tired. Old General Chen just passed on a lot of vitality to me, and I also took the God-Returning Pill. Now I just feel refreshed, and there is endless strength in my body. I can't use it all." It's so powerful." After saying that, he stood up and slapped the table next to him, only to hear a "click" sound, and then he saw that the table had broken into pieces and fell to the ground.
Shuang'er was shocked when he saw it, and explained to Pan Suxuan: "I...I didn't mean it. This...this table is not strong anymore. Why did it break with just a tap?"
Pan Suxuan smiled and said: "It's not that the table is not strong, but that you are too strong. With just a little force, the table will be broken."
"My... my strength? Why didn't I think I would have such strength?"
Pan Suxuan said: "Didn't the old general pass on the true energy to you just now? Moreover, you have also taken drugs for Yin Nuxia, Taoist Master Buyi and others before. When you were using the medicine, the true energy on their bodies As the toxins naturally entered your body, Shuang'er, now that you have accumulated a lot of zhenqi in your body, it is conservatively estimated that your internal strength cultivation level should not be inferior to mine."
Shuang'er's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Really...really? Pan Shaoxia, you...don't make fun of me."
"We'll find out if it's true or not. Now punch me with half your strength."
Shuang'er asked in confusion: "Hit you? Why...why do I need to hit you?"
Pan Suxuan said: "You hit me, and I will catch it with my hands to test your strength."
"Okay... okay, how should I fight?"
Pan Suxuan said: "Just use your right hand to hit my chest with a straight fist."
"Then...Pan...Pan Shaoxia, then I'm offended."
Pan Suxuan finished the horse stance and said to Shuang'er: "Come on! Use half of your strength first."
"Okay!" Shuang'er nodded in agreement, turned slightly to the side, swung out his right fist, and hit Pan Suxuan's chest straight. Pan Suxuan saw that although the speed of this punch was not fast, it was powerful and powerful. He did not dare to neglect it for a moment, so he hurriedly stretched out his palms and pushed forward. There was only a sound of impact, and Pan Suxuan's body swayed slightly, and bursts of tearing pain came from the wound on his left shoulder. It must have been that the wound had not yet recovered, and the punch from Shuang'er forcefully split the wound.
Seeing Pan Suxuan frowning, Shuang'er hurriedly asked: "Did I use too much force?"
Pan Suxuan shook his head and said: "No...it's okay. Did you use half of your strength in that punch just now?"
"Half of it should be missing, but one-third must be there. I...it's my first time to hit someone, so I don't dare to use too much force."
Pan Suxuan's heart trembled, and he thought to himself: "With only one-third of her strength, she hit me so hard that I couldn't stand still. If she had hit with all her strength, I might not be able to catch the punch."
Shuang'er said: "Pan Shaoxia, now it's your turn to hit me."
Pan Suxuan was stunned and said with a smile: "Why should I hit you?"
Shuang'er said: "Since I punched you, it stands to reason that you should also punch me. Besides, isn't this to test how strong I am? If you don't punch me hard, how can I Do you know how strong you are?"
Pan Suxuan nodded and said: "Okay, then I will punch you with one-third of my strength, and you can try it first."
"Well... Pan Shaoxia, don't worry. My body has been strong since I was a child. It's okay no matter how hard my previous employer beat me. Just feel free to beat me!"
Pan Suxuan shook his head, smiled helplessly, took half a step back with his right foot, and said to Shuang'er: "Pay attention, I'm going to punch you in the face, you just need to push me flat with both hands." Just block it with your hand."
Shuang'er nodded, spread his legs apart, steadied his stance, put his hands on his waist, and waited for Pan Suxuan to make a move.
Seeing that Shuang'er was ready, Pan Suxuan took advantage of his luck and slowly punched Shuang'er's face with his right fist. Pan Suxuan only used 20% of the strength of this punch, for fear of injuring Shuang'er with too much force. Unexpectedly, as soon as this punch touched Shuang'er's palm, the strength of the punch instantly disappeared, as if it had disappeared into the sea.
Pan Suxuan was startled, jumped back hurriedly, and withdrew his hand.
Shuang'er saw this and smiled and said: "Pan Shaoxia, don't make fun of me. This punch didn't use any strength at all. Don't worry, you can hit me as hard as you can without hurting me."
Pan Suxuan thought about it, waved his hand and said: "If you don't fight, another punch will have the same effect."
Shuang'er asked in confusion: "Why? Just try harder."
Pan Suxuan smiled and said: "The same goes for force. Remember in the future, if someone hits you with fists or kicks, you can just push with your hands like this to block it."
Shuang'er nodded in understanding. Just as he was about to say something else, he suddenly heard several muffled sounds coming from outside the door.
When Pan Suxuan heard this, he secretly thought that something was wrong. He hurriedly took out his long sword from his waist, kicked open the door, and looked outside, and saw that the two guards at the door had fallen to the ground.
"What happened?" Shuang'er stepped forward and asked.
"Quick...get back into the house quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound breaking through the air, and Pan Suxuan hurriedly picked up his children and jumped into the house. There was only a "clang-clang-clang" sound behind him, and more than ten hidden swords were nailed to the door frame.
Pan Suxuan turned around and closed the door. He lowered the wardrobe on the side with his right hand and kicked it with his left foot. The wardrobe slid forward and blocked the doorway.
"Let's go! Take Niantong with you and leave through the back door!"
Shuang'er said: "I won't leave! Pan Shaoxia, you are injured, it's better for you to leave first, and I will stop you!"
Pan Suxuan said sternly: "The person coming is not weak in martial arts. You can't resist it. Leave quickly! If it's later, it will be too late!"
Before he finished speaking, the door of the room swung inward, and then someone shouted loudly: "Want to leave? As long as I'm here, none of you can leave!"
There was only a loud bang, and the door burst open. Five big men in black walked in from outside the house. The leader was a big man with a round waist and thick shoulders. He was holding a pair of drums, urns, and golden hammers in his hands. Pan Suxuan knew this person. He was Shi Tianyu, the most powerful general under Old Man Tianqi.
Shi Tianyu had fought with Pan Suxuan that day in front of the Guandi Temple in the north of the city. Seeing him here today, he couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Who do I think is here? Are we really enemies who don't get together? That day in the woods, let You ran away, let me see where you are going today?" After saying that, he picked up a sledgehammer and hit his head.
Seeing this, Pan Suxuan hurriedly stepped aside and shouted: "Wait a minute!"
Shi Tianyu was stunned and asked: "What? What do you want to say before you die?"
Pan Suxuan said nothing after hearing this. He just looked at Shi Tianyu and sneered.
Shi Tianyu said angrily: "What's so funny? Give me a hammer and then talk!"
Pan Suxuan waved his hands and said: "Don't worry! You asked me why I was laughing, right? I was laughing at someone who was about to die without knowing it!"
