When he practiced the Great Stone-Throwing Hand for the tenth time, Zhao Ya had to stop because the art was just too harsh on the body.
Even as a Martial Artist of the Third Realm, Zhao Ya felt a bit overwhelmed, his muscles aching all over.
No wonder Meng Lei initially said that this skill can only be used freely after reaching the Fourth Realm.
Zhao Ya wasn’t in a hurry. After tidying up the traces at the scene, he left.
In the following days, he ran to this corner every day to practice the Great Stone-Throwing Hand.
That evening, after Zhao Ya executed the final move, he suddenly had an epiphany and followed with another palm strike.
This palm strike, whether in power or in accumulating Qi Blood, was much faster than before.
A cracking sound.
Several bamboo stalks not far away were broken by the palm wind in an instant.
[Great Stone-Throwing Hand (Initial Glimpse 2/200)]
Sure enough, through Zhao Ya’s relentless efforts, the Great Stone-Throwing Hand finally leveled up.
Just as Zhao Ya was delighted by this, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from afar.
Zhao Ya immediately cleared the bamboo on the ground, then used the Concealing Breath Technique to hide behind a fake rock.
Now, Zhao Ya’s Concealing Breath Technique had reached a completely new realm.
Once he entered the Concealing Breath state, not to mention ordinary people, even a Third Realm Martial Artist would find it difficult to detect him without careful observation.
Zhao Ya initially intended to hide, waiting for the footsteps to move away before leaving.
Unexpectedly, the footsteps headed straight toward him.
Helpless, Zhao Ya had to continue hiding.
At the same time, he felt a bit curious.
Who would come here?
Could it be that someone noticed he was practicing martial arts here?
It shouldn’t be. Every time he came, he was extremely cautious, not drawing anyone’s attention!
While Zhao Ya was puzzled, a man emerged from the path, carrying a sack on his shoulder, constantly looking around nervously.
Zhao Ya couldn’t help but be taken aback.
He recognized this man.
This person was a head steward of the hospital guards, named Li Chunfeng.
Although Zhao Ya had no interactions with Li Chunfeng, he had seen him a few times and knew that this person was usually very arrogant and domineering.
Tan Bin had told Zhao Ya that Li Chunfeng was so arrogant because his godfather was a chief steward of the Song family.
Relying on this influence, he dared to act recklessly.
But these things had nothing to do with Zhao Ya.
Zhao Ya didn’t care about such petty matters.
Unexpectedly, he encountered him here today.
Looking at the sack on Li Chunfeng’s shoulder, Zhao Ya pondered.
He immediately saw that there was likely a person inside the sack.
But what exactly was Li Chunfeng trying to do?
At this time, Li Chunfeng had already reached the bamboo grove. After confirming no one was following, he let out a sigh of relief, set down the sack, and untied the knot.
Sure enough, inside was a person, and it was a delicate-looking young woman.
Judging by her clothing, she seemed to be a low-level maid.
But at this moment, the young maid’s face was flushed, her eyes half-closed, in a very abnormal state.
Li Chunfeng sneered coldly.
"Damn it, even a crude servant girl from the laundry dares to reject me, really giving you face!"
He pinched the young maid’s face as he spoke, seeing that she was powerless to resist, he laughed lecherously.
"Tsk tsk, this expensive drug really works wonders, just a little dose and she’s like a fool."
Zhao Ya, hiding behind the fake rock, saw all this clearly and couldn’t help but frown.
He didn’t expect that hiding in this secluded corner to practice martial arts would lead him to witness such a thing.
It seemed Li Chunfeng must have drugged the young maid.
This behavior was utterly despicable.
But thinking about Li Chunfeng’s usual conduct, Zhao Ya wasn’t too surprised.
Meanwhile, Li Chunfeng, with a sinister laugh, reached out, intending to undo the maid’s buttons.
Zhao Ya picked up a stone from the ground and threw it out.
With a soft plop, the sound was quite conspicuous in the quiet night.
Li Chunfeng was startled, quickly sidestepping into the bamboo grove, looking around.
Seeing the path as calm as ever, with no abnormality, he muttered, "Strange, what was that noise just now?"
Feeling guilty, he was inclined to give up.
Should he just let it go?
But looking down at the maid on the ground ignited a fire in his eyes.
Damn it!
After going through so much trouble, even using the drug, letting it go would be too wasteful!
It might have just been a stray cat causing the noise; after all, this place is so remote, hardly anyone comes during the day, let alone at night.
Self-reassured, Li Chunfeng intended to carry the maid into the depths of the bamboo grove.
Zhao Ya, behind the fake rock, could only shake his head in exasperation.
This guy was truly driven by lust, unable to give up even now.
So, he would have to teach him a lesson.
Zhao Ya picked up another stone and threw it at the bending Li Chunfeng who was about to lift the maid.
Zhao Ya’s strength was astonishing, even an ordinary stone was hurled with a whistling sound.
Li Chunfeng was quite capable; otherwise, he wouldn’t have become a guard captain.
However, his mind was filled with lecherous thoughts, not paying attention to his surroundings.
By the time he heard the wind, it was too late.
With a thud, the stone hit his lower back.
Li Chunfeng grimaced in pain, leaping forward two steps, then turned back angrily, "Who? Which bastard hit me?"
He didn’t dare shout loudly, fearing it would attract the patrolling guards, thus he growled under his breath.
Li Chunfeng wasn’t stupid.
Since the opponent hid and warned with stones, clearly not wanting to reveal himself, Li Chunfeng dared to question aloud.
In the darkness, there was silence, only the sound of the wind rustling the bamboo leaves.
"Damn it, got the guts to throw stones, no guts to show yourself? I’m telling you, this has nothing to do with you, get lost before you ruin my plans!"
Seeing no response, Li Chunfeng grew more arrogant.
But just then, a whooshing sound came, an arrow flew from the darkness straight for Li Chunfeng’s face.
Li Chunfeng was terrified, not expecting the opponent would actually attack.
Quickly, he dodged sideways, casting a wary glance towards the arrow’s origin, speaking harshly yet feebly, "Alright, don’t let me know who you are, or I’ll kill you!"
His words were answered by another arrow whistling through the air.
Li Chunfeng dared not speak again.
God knows what other methods the unseen assailant might have, so he turned and ran, quickly disappearing down the path.
Moments later, Zhao Ya, his face covered, emerged from the darkness, picked up the arrows from the ground, and sneered in the direction Li Chunfeng had fled.
"Useless!"