Zhao Dehua, with a sudden movement, instantly closed in on the Masked Woman, his hands forming claws to strike at her vital points!
Don't think he's soft and easy to bully just because he seemed amiable and easygoing before.
An Old Jianghu is an Old Jianghu; they don't cause trouble unless necessary. But if they can't avoid a fight, they'll use a Killing move right away.
With this grab of his hands, he created the Sound of wind, intending to tear open the Masked Woman's Head and gouge out her Eyeballs.
Facing such a dangerous attack, the Masked Woman didn't dare to be Arrogant, and with her fingers together, she formed a palm and parried towards Zhao Dehua's Arms.
Bang!
The two's Arms collided, emitting a muffled sound, clearly indicating they had both used their full strength.
Zhao Dehua's eyes narrowed, and he thought, "Not good."
He had seen that the Masked Woman was not very old, and her Internal Energy cultivation should be inferior to his, so he had planned to use brute force to overwhelm her from the start.
But after this exchange, he knew that this woman's Cultivation Base was no less than his!
The Masked Woman held Zhao Dehua's Arms, and her hands went to seize Zhao Dehua's Joints.
Zhao Dehua naturally couldn't let her control him, and the two exchanged several moves of Seize and Control, their fingers and palms constantly attacking each other's vital points, only to be parried away. Both were running out of breath, and they simultaneously exchanged a blow, then separated.
The two stood still, and the Masked Woman's Arms had several Wounds torn open, with blood dripping out.
Zhao Dehua's Right arm's Joints were also pecked by the Masked Woman's fingers, and it was swollen and painful at this moment.
It seemed that the Masked Woman was more severely injured, but in fact, Zhao Dehua was at a disadvantage.
The Masked Woman's Wounds were on her Skin and flesh, not affecting her ability to fight. But Zhao Dehua's was on his Muscles and bones, and his Right arm would definitely not be as flexible as usual afterward, so continuing the fight would be a disadvantage.
But no matter what, blood had been drawn at this point, and the real fire of battle had been ignited.
The Masked Woman's Killing intent was resolute, and Zhao Dehua's companions and daughter were lying behind him; there was no reason to Stop and flee at this moment.
The two looked at each other, took a breath, and were about to rush towards each other, continuing to fight to the death.
Just at this moment.
Crack.
A light sound.
The two looked together, and it was Li Miao, who was lying half on the ground, his hand supporting his face, staring at them without blinking.
He was still holding a sunflower seeds shell in his other hand.
The Masked Woman and Zhao Dehua couldn't help but feel a strange sensation.
It wasn't that Li Miao hadn't been affected by the Incense Smoke that was particularly strange. The Masked Woman's Incense Smoke was originally targeted at Zhao Dehua's group's Martial Arts, and Li Miao, who was just passing by, wasn't taken into account.
There were all sorts of strange Martial Arts in the world, and experts emerged endlessly. Who knew whether Li Miao had unique Internal Energy or high Martial Arts; if he was awake, then so be it.
As long as Li Miao didn't get involved in their Fight, it was fine to just watch.
But, if you're watching, what's the meaning of eating sunflower seeds?
And making a sound while eating them, that's too disrespectful! Was he treating them like performers in a sideshow?
Was their Fight to the death just now for his amusement?
Being watched by Li Miao while he was eating sunflower seeds, the atmosphere, which was originally filled with bitterness and hatred, suddenly became a bit funny, and their desire to Fight to the death also faded.
The Masked Woman wasn't sure what Li Miao was up to, and seeing that things were not going well, she slipped out the door without a sound and disappeared.
Zhao Dehua knew the principle of not pursuing a cornered enemy, and he didn't give chase.
He turned around and walked to Li Miao, cupping his fists: "Thank you, Your Excellency."
The pause after "Thank you" was really because he didn't know what to say.
If he said "Thank you for your help," Li Miao hadn't done anything and was treating him like a show. Could it be that he should say "Thank you for your support"?
But the Masked Woman had indeed left because of Li Miao's interruption, and it wouldn't be right not to express his gratitude. After hesitating for a while, Zhao Dehua squeezed out a "Thank you, Your Excellency."
Li Miao waved his hand: "No need." He flipped over and lay down again.
His Temper was naturally lazy and casual, and seeing that there was no excitement to watch, he was too lazy to say more and was going to continue sleeping directly.
This made Zhao Dehua awkward, thinking, "What kind of person is this, how come he doesn't seem to take me seriously at all?"
But there was no need to go and pull him up.
He couldn't figure out Li Miao's Martial Arts, and the Incense Smoke that had knocked out the Tiger Might Escort Agency, he was even more energetic after inhaling it, which showed the difference. What if he pulled him up and caused a fight?
Zhao Dehua turned around to find his companions, first to detoxify, and then to assign precautions against the Masked Woman, and he was busy until dawn.
When it was dawn, Li Miao and the other two got up and washed, and Zhao Dehua didn't come over to say hello, but packed up their things and set off first.
People of the Jianghu have a customary Rule: when two groups of people have a Chance Encounter, it's best not to travel together if they don't know each other's backgrounds. And when separating, the group with more people should go first, and the group with fewer people should go last.
This Rule naturally has its rationality. Everyone doesn't know each other, and if they travel together, they still have to guard against you harboring ill intentions and suddenly attacking, wasting energy. And the number of people generally represents strength; what if the group with fewer people goes first, and the group with more people follows the Trace?
Zhao Dehua knew this Rule and consciously led his people to leave first.
In fact, Li Miao and the other two didn't care. Li Miao had already seen through Zhao Dehua's background after his fight with the Masked Woman last night.
This Zhao Dehua's Innate Talent was average, but he had the advantage of age and long training time. His Martial Arts were passable, roughly at the level of a Second-rate expert in the Jianghu. He practiced Claw Technique and followed a ruthless path, which was completely opposite to his approach of settling things peacefully.
This level of martial artist was no different from a Scoundrel in Li Miao's eyes.
Of course, Li Miao didn't have to set off early either. He simply waited for Zhao Dehua to leave, ate a meal, and then set off on horseback unhurriedly.
The three of them rode at a gallop, and finally, at sunset, they arrived at a county City Gate before it fell.
Li Miao walked slowly in front with his hands behind his back, Wang Hai led the horse and followed behind, whispering to Little Four, making Little Four cover her mouth and giggle.
After walking for a while, they finally found an Inn and prepared to rest there for the night.
As the three entered the door, they heard a table of people exclaim "Eh."
Li Miao looked over there and chuckled.
Because the people sitting there were Zhao Dehua's group, and the one who made the sound was Zhao Ying, Zhao Dehua's daughter, who was looking at them with a look of surprise.
The two groups had deliberately separated, but they happened to stay in the same Inn.
Zhao Dehua was also pondering when he saw Li Miao and the other two enter. These three were strange; was it such a coincidence that they met for two days in a row? Perhaps they had other intentions.
Once the thought arose, it was difficult to calm down.
Zhao Dehua had already been dealt with by the Masked Woman last night, and she had escaped. He was now in a state of high alert. Seeing Li Miao at this moment, he couldn't help but think more.
Wang Hai saw clearly; he knew that pretending not to know them would only make them think more. Li Miao was the type who didn't care about anything, and Little Four was a Little Girl; this matter of greeting and sending off still had to fall on him.
So he took the initiative to greet them.
"Everyone, it's truly fate, we meet again."