184 I Am Lei Feng (2/2)

Da Yuan was thrown back, flying through the air uncontrollably, before crashing to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stared hard at Xiao Luo.

But Da Yuan was no ordinary street fighter and retained his fighting mettle. The trained pugilist had quite some moves in his repertoire, and his mind was already working out steps to defeat his opponent. He slowed his breath and blocked out the pain. He shifted his center of gravity and raised himself steadily on one knee. As he attempted to rise, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and an unbearable pain followed, emanating from his chest. He glanced down to his chest, his eyes widened, shocked at what he saw. Several ribs were protruding out, and his chest had collapsed inwards. Blood that was oozing out from his open wound, soaking his shirt red. From the bloody cavity, he could almost see his own heart thumping rapidly.

Da Yuan was horrified. He had practiced martial arts all his life and had cultivated his inner power to protect his body. How could his body be broken with a single punch, was this even possible?!

”Da Yuan, be careful!” Leng Bao cried out in panic.

Da Yuan lifted his head, only in time to see Xiao Luo moving in swiftly, on the balls of his feet, bounding forward a distance of more than 10 meters. Landing within striking distance, his weight was transferred to his left leg, he then executed a quick skip to channel the energy, to a frontal snap kick, extending the same leg upwards right into Da Yuan's exposed chin.

Swift, violent, without mercy!

UMPPH!

Da Yuan could almost feel the force smash into his brain, turning it to a slurry. His ears were buzzing, and before he could even shriek, he lost consciousness. He crashed into the ground some 20 to 30 meters away.

Blood oozed out from his nostrils and mouth. His chin was shattered. His left eyeball was dangling out from his eye socket due to the tremendous impact, lolling from side to side against his cheek as he lay on his side. He didn't look human anymore.

AIYAH!

Leng Bao gasped in terror as he stared at the bloody mess that was Da Yuan. From the moment Xiao Luo began until the moment Da Yuan was felled, everything happened in less than ten breaths. Leng Bao did not even get the chance to help him.

”It's your turn now!”

His voice was clear and cold, devoid of emotion, coming from the depths of the netherworld. Blood was dripping down from Xiao Luo's face, and his clothes were all torn, but he exuded a fighting intent that was ever so intense. In his burning eagerness to fight, the flames smouldering in his eyes appeared dark and sinister.

Leng Bao trembled in fear. He saw before him a ruthless beast from head to toe. He wasn't someone that could be fathomed, still possessing such immense powers when he should have died in the crash.

He did not answer the call of battle. After a quick moment of thought, he turned around, lifted Da Yuan's corpse, and hastily left the scene, succumbing to the call to retreat.

Xiao Luo gasped as he looked at Leng Bao scamper away. When he was no longer in sight, he closed his eyes and slumped onto the ground in a pile.

Even with Yijin Jing, he still sustained substantial injuries after being hit by a truck traveling at more than 90 miles per hour. His organs and blood vessels were shielded by his inner power, but the wounds inflicted on his outer body were severe. Pieces of glass fragments like parasites embedded in his flesh shimmered against the street light.

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Xiao Luo regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and realized that he was in the hospital. He wanted to move but felt as if his limbs restrained. It was at that moment that he realized that there were bandages wrapped all around his body. The white bandage wrapped was around him made him look like a mummy.

At that moment, a man with a large body and chubby face walked in with a bowl of ravioli. When he saw that Xiao Luo had awakened, struggling on the sickbed, and he was shocked. He quickly put down his ravioli and went forward to calm him down, ”Brother, you shouldn't be moving. You got more than 100 glass fragments removed from your body. The doctors went around the clock to stitch your wounds up. If you move, they'll crack open easily, and you'll have to suffer again.”

”Who are you?” asked Xiao Luo.

”Me?”

The chubby-faced man was startled. Then, he grinned, ”I'm Lei Feng, remember? I saw you lying unconsciously by the road. Nobody dared to save you, so I called 120 to get you to the hospital. I even took care of you for a whole day and night. Who could I possibly be if not Lei Feng?”