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  He walked to the long bench, Xiao Bai casually inserted the gun into the ground and sat down. Qing Chen wanted to sit beside him, but Xiao Bai pulled him onto his lap with one hand, still holding him in his arms. Qing Chen only said one word: "You!" Xiao Bai chuckled softly: "The chair is too cold, my legs are warm, besides, I've already hugged you."

  Is this considered flirting? Xiao Bai had no experience before, but he was very direct in his actions. He did what he wanted and was certain that Qing Chen would accept it. Qing Chen sat on his lap, leaning against his chest, feeling extremely shy and uneasy. A vague impulse of emotions stirred in the night air. Xiao Bai looked down at her veil, wanting to lift it but didn't move, instead quietly leaned into Qing Chen's ear and said: "I think..."

  "Qing Chen: 'What are you thinking?' Her voice was trembling slightly."

  Bai Shaoliu: "I want to kiss you." He's getting a bit too forward now.

  Qingchen shrunk back and didn't say a word, neither saying yes nor no. Xiao Bai lowered her head to lift the corner of her veil when suddenly heavy and urgent footsteps came from afar, interrupting their intimate moment.

  Qing Chen sat up straight, alertly looking in that direction. Bai Shaofeng also turned his head to look over, muttering a curse under his breath. A figure emerged from the darkness, panting heavily as it walked towards them. Xiao Bai saw this person and sensed a hint of danger and unrest in his heart, immediately becoming vigilant. Xiao Bai had a premonition, Qing Chen also felt uneasy, she sat in Xiao Bai's arms and reached out to grasp the hilt of the purple gold spear that was inserted beside her.

  As he walked closer, under the moonlight, this person was a man in his twenties, with a few delicate features, but his face had a few discordant ferociousness. He strode past the long bench, without noticing the somewhat strange little white and Qingchen, and went straight to the plank bridge. He walked to the end of the long plank bridge, looked up at the moon in the sky, and from behind, his body kept trembling, and his hands seemed to be scratching his chest. It was a full moon, with no clouds in the sky, and the moonlight poured down like a milky waterfall.

  "What is this guy going to do? Is he going to jump into the sea? It's freezing cold, and it won't be easy to rescue him if he does!" Qingchen said to Xiaobai.

  Xiaobai shook his head: "No intention of suicide, I think he's going crazy! I can feel it, this person's emotions are out of control, there's a kind of madness that can't be suppressed!"

  His words had barely fallen when Qing Chen suddenly cried out: "Not good, there's a killing aura, such a fierce and violent killing aura! ... How did that person suddenly become an expert? And one with such a strong killing aura!"

  Bai Shaofeng: "He's gone mad, really mad! Let's hurry over and stop him, we can't let him run out into the streets like this!" The two of them jumped up at the same time, Xiao Bai grasping the Zijin Spear with an empty hand as he rushed towards the plank bridge. At the same time, the man on the plank bridge let out a low howl like a wolf's wail, his voice changing from suppressed to unrestrained. Then he turned around, bent at the waist, and charged over with a speed that ordinary people couldn't imagine!

  Xiao Bai took the lead, feeling a dangerous aura emanating from the man's entire body, while his emotions were almost crazily disordered. He stepped forward with his right hand protecting his chest and his left palm cutting horizontally at the man's neck, intending to knock him down first. The man's body swayed slightly, avoiding the vital spot, and Xiao Bai's palm only managed to hit his shoulder, causing his body to shake but not fall! Immediately afterwards, the man let out a low growl like a wild beast, and his hands clawed towards Xiao Bai's chest, with his fingernails emitting a cold, eerie glow in the moonlight.

  Xiao Bai took a step back, and with one palm, he slapped his arm, borrowing force to flip over. The man turned around, stretched out his hand, and grabbed onto Xiao Bai's sleeve, tearing open a small piece of his chest clothing. Xiao Bai flipped through the air, and Qing Chen arrived from behind, sweeping horizontally with the Zi Jin spear, not taking lives but bringing wind sounds that sought to knock down the opponent. The man was extremely ferocious, neither dodging nor evading, stretching out another hand to grab the spear shaft, and surprisingly managed to grasp it.

  Qing Chen was caught off guard, and didn't expect that person to dare to reach out and grab the gun. He used his internal energy to seal it externally. The man grabbed the gun handle, just as he was about to snatch it, a surge of great power came and shook open his hand. This force did not dissipate, and there was a burst of energy that sent him flying upwards. His reaction was also very agile, and with a kick of both feet, he sprang up several people high, flipped over in mid-air, and landed far behind Qing Chen, already leaving the dock and arriving on the beach.

  As soon as he landed, the Qingchen Purple Gold Spear had already left his hand and flew into the air, with the spearhead shining with a cold light at the back of the heart. Xiaobai hurriedly shouted: "Don't kill people indiscriminately!" After shouting, she realized that Qingchen didn't want to kill people. The spearhead turned down in mid-air as if it were under invisible control, and the gun handle stood upright and slapped downwards, hitting the man's back. The man's body rushed forward and had already dodged more than half of it, but his back was still swept by the gun handle, and he fell to the ground, rolled over, and then jumped up again. He didn't run away, but instead turned around and charged towards the plank bridge again, with a fierce look on his face, wanting to fight hard.

  Xiaobai had already rushed up to meet him, slapping his palm on the wrist of the hand that was about to grab him, which was a perfect match. The opponent's strength was not small, and it actually spun Xiaobai's body around in place. The man then charged at Xiaobai with a pouncing posture but ended up empty-handed, and immediately after, he was slapped on the back of his shoulder with a loud "slap". He stumbled backwards, turned around, and looked for his opponent again. However, Xiaobai no longer fought hard, instead opening up his stance to surround him, constantly circling around and tightly entwining him.

  Dealing with someone who suddenly goes crazy, is agile and has incredible strength, there's really no good way to handle it, can't just pull out a small shovel and kill him. Fortunately, Xiaobai had learned the Bagua Swimming Body Palm, this skill is most suitable for entanglement combat, opening up his body shape and stepping method, occasionally slapping a palm or hooking a foot, but not letting the opponent get close. The man was enraged, issuing a series of suppressed roars, his body being led by Xiaobai in a dizzying whirl, looking at his expression like he wanted to pounce over and tear him apart, but couldn't catch up to Xiaobai. His strength wasn't small, his speed wasn't much slower than Xiaobai's, but it was clear that he was just relying on brute force without any technique.

  Xiao Bai used to practice his palm strikes alone, and it was rare for him to exchange moves with Xiao Zhengrong. Today, he finally had a great opponent. The man's movements were unorthodox, completely relying on brute force to wildly flail and grab at Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai took the opportunity to practice his 64-step Bagua Palm technique from start to finish, almost like performing for an audience. Qingchen stood aside, holding her Purple Gold Spear, no longer intervening. As a master herself, she saw the potential in this match and let Xiao Bai continue to exchange blows with his opponent.

  Xiao Bai's palm technique became more and more skilled, at first he was still cautious and didn't dare to confront his opponent head-on, but later he couldn't help but take the initiative to entangle with his opponent's fingers and palms. The person was like being stuck by Xiao Bai, no matter how hard they tried to shake him off, they couldn't get rid of him, already exhausted and panting, but their movements didn't slow down at all, fiercely pouncing back and forth like they wanted to release all the energy in their body.

  Xiao Bai finished practicing the 64 routes of Bagua Palm from head to toe, and was about to take advantage of this rare opportunity to do it again. Just then, a thud was heard, and his opponent had already fallen to the ground. It turned out that Qing Chen had taken advantage of an opening, flying up into the air, and kicked him in the back with one foot, knocking him down. Then, the handle of the Zi Jin Gun tapped the back of his head lightly, rendering him unconscious.

  Bai Shaoliu: "How did you knock him out? I wanted to practice some more!"

  "Qing Chen: 'You'll be fighting till dawn and still won't finish... What are you going to do with him now?'"

  "He just lost control of his emotions earlier, it's fine that he fainted. Now let's wake him up and ask what happened?"

  "Will calling him wake him up again?"

  Bai Shaoliu said: "It shouldn't be a problem anymore. You press him down with the gun barrel and he won't be able to get up even if he wants to."

  Qingchen responded with a nod, reversing the purple gold spear to use the gun butt to press against the man's clavicle. Xiao Bai ran to the seaside, scooped up some icy seawater and splashed it on the man's face and neck, then patted his face with her hand. The man let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and woke up, seeing Xiao Bai in front of him and Qingchen's masked face pointing a gun at him. He tried to sit up but was pinned down by the gun and couldn't move, letting out a tired sigh and saying in a hoarse voice: "It was you who saved me, thank you!"

  Xiaobai waved his hand at Qingchen and said, "He's fine, he didn't go crazy, put the gun away." Then he turned to ask that person, "What were you doing? What happened just now?"

  He struggled to sit up, his face twisted in pain. "My whole body hurts, it feels like all my bones are broken."

  Bai Shaoliu: "A little soreness is normal, but the muscles and bones are not injured. You were so fierce just now, why aren't you useful now?" Just now when Xiao Bai took action, he didn't know how many palms and kicks he had slapped and kicked all over his body, although they didn't hurt people, but each one was enough to make people's muscles and bones sore and numb.

  The man sighed and said, "It's not that I want to, but I also can't control it. It's getting more and more out of control. Luckily, I met you guys today."

  "Cold and detached, Qing Chen asked: 'What can't you control? What kind of evil skill have you been practicing?'"

  Man: "It's not some evil practice, it's just that my faith is not strong enough, God wants to punish me."

  "Say something I can understand!"

  Man: "One can't wake up power at will, I'm the one who woke up with a problem. Having power and doubting God would result in this kind of punishment, but I couldn't help but doubt!"

  Qing Chen still didn't understand, furrowing his brow again to ask, when Xiao Bai interrupted: "Wait! What did you just say? Awakening of Power! Speak clearly! What's going on?" As he spoke, he unconsciously grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands, his fingertips exerting force, causing the other person to groan in pain. Why was he so agitated? Because these five words "Awakening of Power" were exactly what Gu Ying had taught Luo Xue in class.

  Qing Chen: "Little White Brother, don't be in a hurry, he can't run away, let him speak clearly."

  The man sighed again: "Two seniors, it's not easy to meet you, I hope you can help me, the story is long——"

  This man's name is Wu Tong, pen name "Shu Ying Wu Tong", a small but well-known art designer in Wuyou City. His works have won many awards in domestic competitions and are now the design director of a large advertising company. Wu Tong is young and successful among his peers, with no major worries, but he has encountered trouble.

  Wu Tong is an art enthusiast, not well-versed in human relationships or corporate management. He dedicates himself to his designs and creations, treating them like his own children. However, many of his designs are heavily revised by the company's leadership for various reasons, leading to numerous disputes and strained relationships within the company. If it weren't for his decent business skills, he might have been fired long ago. In the eyes of his colleagues and superiors, Wu Tong is an unreasonable eccentric, often feeling suffocated.

  Later, he made friends with a group of people, or rather, a group of fellow believers, who persuaded him to join the church organization, where he could find comfort for his soul in God. The introverted Wu Tong joined the church and felt much calmer when singing hymns, praying, and praising God together with his fellow believers. Every time he had a dispute with his superiors or colleagues at the company, he would go to confess to the priest, and only after confession did he feel at peace.

  It's strange to say, but he felt his soul was sublimated, yet the troubles in life didn't disappear. Every time his work was overturned again or had to be modified for commercial reasons, his temper became even more violent. Later, the priest advised him to join a higher-level church internal organization to do more things for God. In fact, this organization is just having more responsibilities than ordinary believers, and also needs to develop more believers, while participating in some mysterious internal rituals.

  A professional clergyman took a liking to him and chose him to participate in a ritual called "The Awakening of Power". This ritual was a devout prayer asking God for the power to soothe all wounds on earth. After participating in this ritual, Wu Tong learned how to conduct spiritual introspection, but then discovered that he did not truly believe in God.

  Wu Tong received a half-modern, half-traditional education in the country of Zhi Xū, and also received higher education. He had always been taught atheistic ideas, and attending church was just a comfort for his lonely soul. He didn't believe that there really was a God. According to the theory of the gods, he was unable to obtain the power granted by God. When he discovered this, his mood became very conflicted, lost, and bewildered, and he didn't know what to do. The problem with souls couldn't be forced!

  His emotions became increasingly suppressed, and the small conflicts in his work and life seemed more and more severe to him. The sense of spiritual peace he used to get from church was gone, so he simply stopped going, but instead became more and more fascinated with the introspective form of mental concentration he had learned from the rituals, practicing it aimlessly at home without knowing who he was praying to. He felt that all the anxious and suppressed emotions in his heart were slowly condensing into a tangible force, always on the verge of bursting through the constraints of reason.

  He felt scared and stopped that ritual practice, but it was too late. Every now and then, especially on full moon nights, he would become very agitated and try to restrain himself from bursting out. The first time he almost lost control was during the Mid-Autumn Festival a few months ago, when he rushed to the seaside and wanted to shout loudly at the moon, but there was someone worshiping the moon by the sea, whose strange movements suppressed his agitation. He hadn't had an episode for several months since then and thought he was fine, but today, on this full moon day, something went wrong again.

  Today, the company's deputy general manager called him in for a talk again, saying that his latest design cost was too high and did not meet customer requirements, asking him to delete several creative items and revise them. The deleted creative items were his most proud works. There is no way, the customer's requirements must be listened to, because the customer is God. When the deputy general manager said "the customer is God", Wu Tong suddenly felt an inexplicable disgust towards the two words "God", almost wanting to lose his temper and flip the table in public, but finally restrained himself.

  After work, he accompanied his girlfriend to go shopping and have dinner. His girlfriend was a university classmate of his, and they had been together for three years, until the time came to discuss marriage. When discussing marriage, they naturally talked about buying a house and living expenses, which made him feel annoyed. This world is very realistic, although he has achieved some success in his career, but not wealthy, thinking about the kind of life he yearned for was still impossible for now. After dinner, while walking around, they came to a jewelry store entrance where his girlfriend wanted to go in and take a look at wedding rings.

  In the jewelry store, there were so many diamond rings, but his girlfriend's eyes landed on a very large and beautiful one. After trying it on for half a day, she couldn't bear to take it off. The ring was worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, which Wu Tong certainly couldn't afford. It wasn't that he couldn't come up with the money, but rather that he couldn't possibly use all his savings to buy just one ring. His girlfriend knew this and didn't say anything, eventually putting it down, but Wu Tong felt more and more depressed, and their evening stroll was ruined.

  After sending his girlfriend home, Wu Tong didn't go back home. He wandered around the streets like a lonely soul and ended up in front of that jewelry store again. The store had already closed for the day, but the lights in the display window were still on. Through the bulletproof glass, Wu Tong saw a diamond ring being showcased under the spotlight, which was even more beautiful than the one his girlfriend liked, and the price was even higher. For some reason, he suddenly felt a surge of emotions and lost control, wanting to smash the window and take that diamond ring away.

  He punched the glass with his fist, making a loud "bang" sound. The glass didn't shatter but his hand hurt. Suddenly, red lights flashed in the display window and an alarm sounded. He came to his senses, turned around and ran all the way to the seaside park. In the park, he looked up at the moon in the sky and finally couldn't hold back anymore. He rushed to the end of the pier with big strides.

  He stood under the moonlight, a wave of sound came from the sea, and suddenly it was as if a string in his mind had been plucked, as if something had been broken. Then he felt a sense of relief all over his body, as if he had been freed from all worries and didn't need to think about anything anymore. His body became agile, his strength increased, and he could vent freely. But whether it was good luck or bad luck, just as he turned around and was about to rush out to rob the jewelry store of all its jewels, he ran into Qingchen and Xiaobai and got beaten until his whole body was bruised!