My Co-renting Lady Boss-Chapter 1620 - 1619: Xiao Li’s Transformation

"Huaxia Secret Technique?"

As everyone struggled to react, Li Xiaoli straightened her back, exuding a chilling aura, staring expressionlessly at Tang Ming.

"So cold."

Liu Mengting shivered, looking fearfully at Li Xiaoli in front of her. Was this still the friend she knew?

"Xiaoli doesn’t seem right."

Su Xiaoxi held Liu Mengting, fearfully watching Li Xiaoli.

"These are symptoms of a personality disorder; this girl also has a mental illness."

Shen Bing stared incredulously at Li Xiaoli, offering a very certain response.

"Who is Yun Potian to you?"

Li Xiaoli gently raised her right hand, placing it elegantly on her chest, and asked coldly.

"Who is she talking to?"

Liu Mengting swallowed hard, uncertainly asking Su Xiaoxi.

"I don’t know."

Su Xiaoxi shook her head, then looked at Chen Cang.

"I have no clue!"

Chen Cang shrugged miserably; this psychiatric hospital truly shouldn’t have been visited—nothing here seemed normal.

Noticing Tang Ming ignoring her, Li Xiaoli frowned slightly, then voluntarily rushed toward Tang Ming, waving her hands to launch an attack.

Soon after, Tang Ming and Li Xiaoli started fighting. It was a fierce battle, with many similar movements, yet they were not exactly the same.

Su Xiaoxi pulled Liu Mengting out of the room, dragging Chen Cang out with her.

"An illusion, this must be an illusion."

Chen Cang slapped himself several times, then shook his head repeatedly: "Even I am not a match for Ming, yet Xiaoli can fight him evenly—this is definitely a dream!"

"It’s over! Another one has gone mad."

Shen Bing looked sympathetically at Chen Cang.

"I feel like I might have a mental illness now; what on earth is happening?"

Su Xiaoxi wiped a cold sweat, horrified as she watched the intense fight between the two.

"I remember!"

Liu Mengting suddenly raised her hand nervously: "Back in Songlan City, there was a time when a bad guy tried to control Xiaoli to harm Tang Ming, and Xiaoli suddenly exploded, breaking free from the bad guy’s control. Afterward, neither I nor Tang Ming knew what was going on?"

"Are you talking about the time when Ming’s Dantian was pierced?"

Chen Cang also remembered something.

"Yes, that’s the time."

Liu Mengting nodded quickly: "At that time, Xiaoli felt exactly the same as she does now."

"What are you talking about?"

Su Xiaoxi looked completely confused.

Back then, Ye Liuxing and Mo Liuye had used a method to control consciousness, controlling Li Xiaoli to confront Tang Ming. It was only because Li Xiaoli regained clarity at a critical moment that Tang Ming narrowly escaped with his life, though his Dantian was pierced by Li Xiaoli.

Initially, Tang Ming and the others thought it was a chance incident, so they didn’t pay much attention, but with Li Xiaoli falling into this state again, the problem was not so simple.

"How long are they going to keep fighting?"

Shen Bing looked miserably at the two continuously clashing in the ward: "If this continues, they’ll tear the room apart—they won’t want to destroy the whole hospital, right? Where are you people from? It seems like all of you have mental illnesses!"

"I’ll compensate, double for everything that’s damaged."

Chen Cang groaned weakly: "Doctor, can you check me first? I feel like my bones are shattered."

"I, I’m a psychiatrist; what you’re dealing with is an orthopedic injury, I can’t help with that."

Shen Bing looked helplessly at Chen Cang. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Damn it, nothing’s been going right lately."

Chen Cang sighed helplessly.

"So impressive."

Su Xiaoxi was fixated on the two exchanging blows in the room, captivated by their moves and techniques.

"So beautiful! They look like they’re dancing rather than fighting."

After watching for a while, Liu Mengting murmured obsessively.

"Dancing? You try stepping in; every move is deadly."

Chen Cang’s mouth twitched as he spoke with apprehension: "I’m an eight-star martial master, with a freakishly strong body, yet Ming beat me like this. An average person would have died long ago."

Tang Ming and Li Xiaoli weren’t using Gang Qi, so their destructive power was limited. However, their moves were extremely graceful, and the clashes between them gave a sense of surging power.

When Tang Ming was moving alone earlier, he looked like an idiot. But now that Li Xiaoli was fighting with him, the intricacy of his movement technique and moves became apparent.

Half an hour later, Li Xiaoli’s speed slowed, and her face was covered in sweat.

"Not bad, not bad; Yun Potian indeed found a good protégé."

Li Xiaoli suddenly leapt out of the room, looking at Tang Ming with satisfaction: "This body is too weak to support my use. I can only help you this much for now; the rest will depend on your own understanding."

"Xiaoli, are you okay?"

Liu Mengting looked at Li Xiaoli nervously.

Li Xiaoli suddenly turned her head, coldly glancing at everyone: "Take good care of her, or I will never forgive you."

"Who is she talking about? Tang Ming?"

Su Xiaoxi looked weakly at Li Xiaoli.

Li Xiaoli didn’t respond, and her body went limp, falling to the ground with blood seeping from the seven orifices, looking very terrifying.

"Xiaoli."

Seeing Li Xiaoli bleeding from the seven orifices, Liu Mengting was shocked and quickly held her.

"Take her to the hospital, hurry to the hospital."

Su Xiaoxi snapped back to reality, immediately picked up Li Xiaoli, glanced at Tang Ming, and quickly ran out.

"What about me, what about me?"

Chen Cang lay on the ground, shouting miserably.

"I’ll take you to the hospital."

Shen Bing hurried forward to help Chen Cang up, and the group ignored Tang Ming as they rushed out of the scene.

Tang Ming never opened his eyes from start to finish. After the others left, he continued performing various movements instinctively.

At this moment, Tang Ming was digesting the Huaxia Secret Technique, entering a state of selflessness.

Because the old madman transmitted the martial arts directly via mental energy, during digestion, he entered a mental world where his body adapted to various techniques through spiritual changes.

When Tang Ming sat down, cross-legged, and slowly opened his eyes, he didn’t know how long had passed.

"What a thrill, really... What the hell, what’s happening?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was dumbfounded seeing the room in a complete mess: "How did my room end up like this?"

"What happened while I was meditating?"

Tang Ming looked around in confusion as he got up, thinking that as soon as he started meditating, he was rehearsing and organizing the Huaxia Secret Technique in his mind, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

Although there were many parts of the Huaxia Secret Technique he didn’t understand right away, as he was blindly contemplating, it seemed like someone was guiding him.

Whenever he encountered techniques he couldn’t comprehend, real battle scenes would appear in his mind, with someone countering techniques and feeding him moves.