Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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Take a deep breath, and your chest will swell up instantly.

Just like a balloon that is quickly inflated.

Then, his aura suddenly changed.

Like a finely tuned, high-speed, and tireless fighting machine,

The whole body exudes a resolute fighting spirit.

Quickly throw yourself into the busy and intense work arrangements at hand,

That vigorous and decisive attitude seemed to bring the entire business battlefield under control.

In that brief, almost negligible breath,

His body seemed to be instantly activated by a mysterious force.

His leg muscles were tense, and every fiber was like a spring ready to explode.

Contains endless explosive power;

The waving of his arms created a whistling sound.

As if infused with supernatural energy, an invisible aura spreads wherever it goes.

He first swung his arms, which were as hard as steel, with his muscles tensed and veins bulging.

Demonstrating amazing power.

At a dizzying speed,

He threw seventeen punches in succession.

Each punch carries with it the tremendous force that can split mountains and crack rocks.

The fist wind whistled past, making a sharp whistling sound.

It seemed as if it was going to tear the surrounding air apart and turn it into powder.

The trajectory of each punch is like a meteor across the deep night sky,

It drags a long tail of flame, leaving behind a series of illusory afterimages that linger for a long time.

It seemed to be telling of the sharpness and extraordinary nature of this boxing technique.

In the courtyard of the luxurious villa hidden on the edge of the city, the dead silence was like thick ink, quietly swallowing up everything.

The precious flowers and plants in the courtyard trembled helplessly in the breeze, and every leaf seemed to be conveying a warning of the impending storm.

The carefully trimmed trees seemed to be gripped by an invisible fear, and their branches and leaves rustled.

Zhao Yaojie and He Yuzhu stood facing each other, like two volcanoes about to erupt.

The sunlight struggled to penetrate the clouds and fell on them, outlining two figures as taut as strings, with slightly bulging muscles, and every inch of their lines filled with power, as if the next second would trigger a earth-shattering showdown.

Zhao Yaojie took the lead in attacking. His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's, and his aura suddenly rose, as if he wanted to burn up the air around him.

He suddenly swung out his right fist, and that fist was like a cannonball, tearing the air. Every punch was wrapped in a whistling wind. Wherever the fist wind passed, the air seemed to be pulled and torn by a pair of invisible and powerful giant hands, making a sharp "hissing" sound, as if cutting through silk.

Immediately afterwards, the movements of his legs were even more dazzling, like two nimble pythons that had been dormant for a long time and suddenly attacked, moving quickly through the air at a speed that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

In an instant, he had kicked out nine times. These nine kicks were at tricky angles and full of strength. Each kick carried a terrifying impact force like splitting mountains and splitting rocks. The target was accurately and accurately hitting He Yuzhu's throat, chest, abdomen and other vital parts. It seemed as if he wanted to kick He Yuzhu directly out and embed him deeply into the hard wall behind him, which was terrifying.

Not only that, his elbows and knees have also become sharp offensive weapons.

Zhao Yaojie turned his body and exerted force with his arms. The six elbow strikes were like six poisoned sharp blades. The blades were wrapped in a cold light, tearing through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and striking He Yuzhu's throat, heart and other vital parts with great speed.

At the same time, he sank his lower body and raised his legs alternately. The seven knee strikes were like hills rising from the ground and rushing forward, carrying a powerful force like a tidal wave and an indomitable momentum, and slammed heavily into He Yuzhu's waist, abdomen and chest.

From an observer's perspective, Zhao Yaojie's violent attack was extremely fierce.

Every part of his body seemed to be controlled by a mysterious and powerful force, operating in coordination with an astonishing extreme speed and terrifying strength. Every movement was connected seamlessly and smoothly, and the whole set of movements was completed in one go without any flaws. It seemed as if he wanted to defeat He Yuzhu completely and crush him in this small courtyard, leaving him with no power to turn over.

However, He Yuzhu is by no means an ordinary person.

His sharp eyes, like a hawk locking onto its prey, stared closely at Zhao Yaojie's every move. His deep eyes were calm, without a trace of panic.

His body was like a nimble fish, maneuvering and twisting amidst Zhao Yaojie's violent attack.

Facing the overwhelming attacks, he remained calm and methodically displayed his unique body movements and superb skills, deftly dissolving every fierce attack.

He suddenly dodged to the left, relying on his keen intuition about danger to accurately avoid a swift punch from Zhao Yaojie. The wind from the fist brushed past his body, bringing up a gust of wind that even blew the hair on his temples slightly. He suddenly slid to the right, his feet seemed to be flying in the wind, and he dodged Zhao Yaojie's sharp kick like flowing water. His toes narrowly brushed against his trouser leg, and one could even see the texture of the trouser leg trembling slightly due to the strong wind.

In this seemingly thrilling wave of attacks, He Yuzhu was always at ease. Every dodge and every movement was just right, as if he had already seen through every attack intention of Zhao Yaojie and everything was under control. The rhythm of this battle was firmly controlled by him.

After a fierce test, a hint of understanding flashed across He Yuzhu's eyes.

While he cleverly resolved Zhao Yaojie's fierce attack, he was secretly pondering.

He Yuzhu could sense the powerful force from Zhao Yaojie's swift and hard punches, while the opponent's agile changes in steps during the attack revealed that his fighting style was both agile and changeable.

He Yuzhu quickly deduced a countermeasure in his mind. On the surface, he looked normal and calm, as if the fierce fighting around him was just an everyday trivial matter. There was no emotion on his face, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking and finding any flaws.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in He Yuzhu's eyes, and he quickly formed an extremely bold plan in his mind.

He knew very well that Zhao Yaojie was no ordinary man and it would be difficult to defeat him by ordinary means. Only a surprising approach could bring victory.

So, he decided to take the risk and expose a flaw to Zhao Yaojie, setting up an ingenious trap to lure the other party into taking the bait.

He Yuzhu pretended to have unstable breathing, his body tilted slightly, his feet moved in a panic, he staggered a few times, and his arms waved subconsciously. He was like a drunkard swaying in the wind, about to be blown down. On the surface, he had completely lost his proper fighting balance and was full of flaws.

His breathing became deliberately heavy, his chest heaving violently, and even a few drops of sweat squeezed out of his forehead and slid down his cheeks, making him look even more embarrassed.

Zhao Yaojie's hawk-like eyes were fixed on He Yuzhu, the greed flashing in his eyes like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

The fierce battle was in full swing. Seeing a flaw in He Yuzhu's defense, his eyes instantly shot out a sharp light, like a cold star suddenly lighting up in the dark night.

In an instant, joy rushed through his body like an electric current, and he was convinced in his heart that this was a godsend opportunity to turn the tide of the battle.

In his eyes, as long as he firmly grasped this moment and delivered a fatal blow, he would be able to break through He Yuzhu's seemingly indestructible defense in one fell swoop and reap the final victory in this battle.

He could even imagine that He Yuzhu would be knocked to the ground by his blow and his reputation in the martial arts world would be ruined, while he would become famous and respected because of this victory.

Zhao Yaojie did not give his opponent any chance to breathe. His body flashed like an arrow shot from a bow, wrapped in a gust of wind, instantly breaking through the resistance of the air and stirring up a cloud of choking dust on the spot. The dust flew in all directions, as if the smoke of the battlefield raised by his swift attack.

At the same time, his right fist was raised high, his muscles tensed, like a battering ram ready to go.

Immediately afterwards, the fist smashed towards He Yuzhu's chest with lightning speed and a whistling sound.

This punch condensed the profound skills he had cultivated over a long period of time, and also poured out his anger and high fighting spirit at the moment.

As the fist whistled, a faint halo appeared, as if this punch contained some mysterious and powerful power that could crush all obstacles in front of it.

In Zhao Yaojie's imagination, this punch that gathered all his strength was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and it would hit He Yuzhu heavily with the force of splitting mountains and splitting rocks.

He seemed to have seen He Yuzhu staggering after being hit by the punch, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and kneeling on the ground in embarrassment to beg for mercy, and thus he deeply realized his own powerful strength.

However, just as Zhao Yaojie's fist, which was whistling with the wind, was about to touch He Yuzhu's chest, his face suddenly changed and the hairs on his body stood up instantly.

An indescribable sense of crisis, as if being stared at by a wild beast, surged into my heart like a surging tide.

In an instant, a flash of inspiration came to his mind, as if he realized that he had stepped into a trap carefully set by He Yuzhu.

But at this moment, it was too late. He swung his fist with all his strength, and with huge inertia, it smashed towards He Yuzhu like a runaway train. Even though he screamed wildly in his heart and wanted to forcefully retract his fist, his body would not obey him and he could only watch his fist approach He Yuzhu.

His feet rubbed against the ground in vain, trying to use friction to change his body's momentum, but the powerful inertia made his efforts seem so powerless.

Chapter 616

Just when Zhao Yaojie was secretly thinking that something was wrong, He Yuzhu made an unexpected move and advanced instead of retreating.

His agile figure resembled a cheetah poised to pounce, exuding a fierce aura. With an almost ghostly and unbelievable speed, he shot straight into Zhao Yaojie's arms like an arrow released from a bow.

Immediately afterwards, He Yuzhu exerted force, first lowering his shoulders slightly, and then suddenly pushing them upward and forward. This push concentrated all his strength and was full of force.

The great force hit Zhao Yaojie's abdomen accurately and without error. Zhao Yaojie felt as if his abdomen was hit hard by a suddenly collapsed mountain, or as if it was hit hard by a powerful sledgehammer. In an instant, a piercing pain came over him like a surging tide.

The severe pain made his body lose balance instantly. His feet were out of control and he staggered back a step involuntarily, leaving two shallow marks on the ground caused by the friction of the soles of his shoes.

Then, He Yuzhu turned his body slightly, lowered his right shoulder slightly, and gathered strength for a moment. His arm was like a steel rod wrapped in a thousand pounds of force. With an indomitable momentum and a whistling wind, he swiftly hit Zhao Yaojie's chest with an elbow.

This fierce elbow, with an extremely tricky angle, was like a black lightning, accurately piercing Zhao Yaojie's vitals.

Zhao Yaojie couldn't dodge in time. He felt as if his chest was hit head-on by a towering mountain collapsing. His internal organs seemed to shift instantly. The severe pain overwhelmed him like a surging tide. His breathing became rapid and difficult. His throat felt sweet and he almost vomited blood.

His eyes were filled with horror and disbelief. He never imagined that the situation would suddenly reverse to this point.

Before Zhao Yaojie could finish his thoughts, He Yuzhu's fist, wrapped in a fierce gust of wind and with a tremendous force, came down viciously on his chest.

This punch was like a giant hammer swung by an ancient god of war, carrying with it immense vitality and accompanied by a whistling wind, breaking through the air defense line and hitting Zhao Yaojie hard.

That vital energy, like a group of crazy beasts breaking free from a cage, plunged into Zhao Yaojie's body with lawless bravery.

In an instant, Zhao Yaojie felt countless steel needles piercing his meridians, and the vital energy turned into brutal energy flows, raging wildly along the meridians.

They rushed forward recklessly, and every impact caused the meridians to suffer the pain of tearing. Under this brute force, the meridian walls twisted and deformed, as if they would break in the next second.

This swift impact of vital energy was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it crossed numerous obstacles and rushed towards Zhao Yaojie's dantian, and was about to touch the crucial dantian.

Zhao Yaojie felt as if his dantian was hit by a heavy hammer, and a piercing pain suddenly came over him, as if there was a powerful force that could destroy the world and was determined to force his dantian to break through.

In an instant, all the blood seemed to be drained from his face, turning pale as paper and lifeless.

Dense beads of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his cheeks uncontrollably, dripping onto the ground under his feet, leaving a small wet mark.

In that mysterious world with a strong sense of martial arts, Zhao Yaojie was dressed in a dark suit, with an innate arrogance in his eyes. He was originally full of confidence and believed that He Yuzhu, who was dressed in a plain robe, was just a person who overestimated his own abilities.