One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 35: Sister and Brother

"Sister... what are you sneaking around here for?" Su Heng’s voice was calm, but there was an unexplainable gleam in his eyes.

Su Li took a step back.

She felt her back press against the edge of the table.

In the periphery of her vision, the whale oil lamp burned silently. Xiao Qing trembled all over but still lurked in the shadows, ready for an ambush.

"I..."

Su Li swallowed, her face squeezing out a strained smile, "Father called you to come eat, and I saw you weren’t there, so I just..."

"Is that so?"

Su Heng tilted his head, seemingly not thinking much of it.

"Let’s go eat now."

Chi!

In an instant, a flicker of firelight.

In the shadows cast by the whale oil lamp, two figures intersected.

Su Li joined her fingers together like a sword, her strength ebbing and flowing, driving a faint cold light, and suddenly stabbing toward the Jiao Valley acupoint at Su Heng’s waist.

Su Heng, similarly twisting his waist and turning around, his palm driving a strengthened Yang Pole True Strength, struck a palm towards Su Li’s abdomen.

At the same time,

The siblings had both chosen to strike with a sneak attack.

Su Li struck first, her attack landing on Su Heng first.

A human body has three hundred and sixty-one acupoints, and among these, those called "Sea" are places where vital energy converges and stores. Those called "Valley" are where two large muscles connect within the body.

And the Jiao Valley acupoint connects the latissimus dorsi and the iliacus muscles.

If this point is struck hard, it immediately paralyzes half of the body, temporarily paralyzing and making it difficult to move.

Chi!

Su Li’s fingers pierced into the muscles at Su Heng’s waist.

"Ah! I’m hit!"

Su Li was initially thrilled, then her expression suddenly solidified, turning into disbelief.

She felt as if she had stabbed into a block of steel, a burning pain coming from her fingertips, almost making her scream.

Especially the strength...

The enduring strength condensed by the Green Wood Longevity Technique.

It was like firewood falling into a furnace, instantly incinerated completely.

Her recent strike not only had no effect on Su Heng, but under the rebound of the strength, her own circulation was disrupted, her fair cheeks faintly flushing red.

Bang!

Su Heng’s palm fell.

After destroying Su Li’s protective True Strength, the strength in Su Heng’s palm dissipated.

And to avoid hurting Su Li,

Su Heng deliberately changed direction, avoiding sharp objects like the corner hooks of the table behind Su Li, and striking toward an empty space to the side.

Even if it was purely physical strength, it appeared extremely terrifying.

Su Li was directly knocked flying.

She hit the left wall with a dull thud.

Afterwards, she rather embarrassingly rolled onto the floor, her clothes and hair dusted with gray dirt.

Hiss—

A sharp, piercing sound came from behind her head.

Su Heng turned around and saw Xiao Qing with a pale face, her black hair loose, the tips of her ten fingers faintly glowing blood red, resembling a fierce female ghost, lunging straight at him.

"Insignificant trickery!"

Su Heng scoffed coldly, punching forward.

The savage strength stirred translucent ripples in the air, rippling outward and completely enveloping Xiao Qing in them.

Crack!

Xiao Qing’s hands made a crisp sound, dark red blood seeping from her features, making her look even more terrifying.

Even though she was seriously injured, Xiao Qing still refused to give up.

In the eerie hissing sound,

Her scattered black hair spread outward, growing like aquatic plants, wrapping around Su Heng’s neck.

"Roar!"

Su Heng roared.

It was like a muffled thunder exploding in an enclosed room.

The dull roaring sound waves added up back and forth within the enclosed room, rolling forward, their power doubled.

Xiao Qing felt as if she had been smashed in the head by a heavy hammer, her mind went blank, her eyes rolled upwards, and her figure blurred.

She staggered to the ground, fell into a coma, and completely lost the ability to fight.

"Xiao Qing!"

Su Li groggily got up from the ground.

When she lifted her head, she saw Xiao Qing unconscious on the floor.

In desperation,

Su Li screamed.

Her figure turned into a white light, quickly dashing towards Xiao Qing.

All became a blur, and suddenly, Su Heng’s figure appeared in front of her, his body towering, his muscles across his body swelling and writhing like living things. Strength surged from his body, emitting black smoke. In the light of the fire, substantial shadows were left, making it seem as though the whole room was packed full because of his body!

"Sister..." Su Heng’s voice was hoarse.

"Get out of the way!" Su Li screamed, while pushing her hand against his chest.

Hiss!

Su Li felt as if her palm had touched a hot iron.

Caught off guard, the strong defensive strength rebounded and spread into Su Li’s body.

Even though it was just a brief touch, the burning strong strength startled her internally.

Such physique, such strength, and such perception...

"Monster!"

Su Li’s face turned flush, her lips cracked.

That was a sign that the fire poison was beginning to spread through the veins in her body, gradually becoming uncontrollable.

"It seems there has been some misunderstanding between us," Su Heng said, extending his hand forward lightning-fast, his index finger gently touching Su Li’s forehead.

The fire poison was eradicated.

However, with the heavy consumption of strength, an intense dizziness swept over Su Li’s heart.

In front of her, the demonic, robust figure of Su Heng gradually blurred, her legs went soft, and she collapsed to the ground.

Whoosh!

Before she made contact with the ground.

A large hand spread its fingers, catching Su Li by the waist.

With his other hand, Su Heng grabbed Xiao Qing by her long hair, casually lifting her up as if she were mere cargo.

"Huh..."

He exhaled a breath.

The whale oil lamp went out, and darkness enveloped the entire room.

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The next day.

Changqing County, Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall.

The sun had just risen, the sunlight was bright, and the sound of wheel hub rotations came from the outside street.

Ning Wantong, dressed in white and with her black hair flowing, held a heavy solid wood box in her arms and handed it to her father, Ning Zhibai.

"What is this?"

Ning Zhibai took it with a puzzled look on his face.

"It’s a gift from Zhang Chun to you. I had helped him with some matters before, so it was hard to refuse," Ning Wantong explained gently, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and smiling softly.

"Zhang Chun..."

Upon hearing this name, Ning Zhibai gradually remembered, "Ah, the kid from Medicine King Village. His aptitude is good and he is diligent in martial arts; he is thoughtful indeed."

Click!

The box opened, and inside was a block of gluey gray-white flesh.

The flesh piece, about five pounds in weight, looked quite elastic and somewhat resembled fat stripped of sinew and blood vessels, emitting a faint fishy smell.

He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion...

Ning Zhibai always felt the flesh piece was subtly wriggling as if it were some kind of living thing.

He rubbed his eyes with his other hand, discovered that the flesh lay motionless in the box, and then set aside the slight astonishment that had risen.