Sprinting all the way back.
At the entrance of the alley, Lin Yu slammed on the brakes.
Looking closely, he saw that the young woman was still lying in the same corner where she had been when he left, and her clothes were still relatively neat. Lin Yu let out a long sigh of relief.
Now, there was no need to waste any more words.
Lin Yu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and charged into the alley.
He was determined to vent all the anger in his heart on these animals.
Damn it!
Doing this kind of thing.
Couldn't you guys have just gotten a room?
You don't even have the cash, yet you're trying to pull off some group action.
Today, I'm going to beat the living daylights out of you animals.
It just so happens I haven't fought anyone in over a year, and my combat skills are getting a bit rusty.
Today, I'll use you guys for a good warm-up!
Deep in the quiet alley.
A few painful whimpers and groans echoed intermittently.
The sounds they made weren't loud.
This wasn't because Lin Yu's punches didn't hurt.
Quite the opposite.
It was precisely because his punches hurt too much, and he deliberately targeted their most vulnerable spots with ruthless strikes.
So, they didn't even have the chance to scream.
With one punch, those with weaker constitutions simply rolled their eyes back and fell asleep on the spot.
Those with slightly better constitutions were knocked breathless by a punch or a roundhouse kick. Even breathing became a struggle due to the intense pain, let alone letting out a full-throated scream.
After a few punches and kicks.
Lin Yu easily took care of this group of guys who looked like vagrants.
Seeing them lying haphazardly on the ground in a miserable state, either groaning in pain or sleeping peacefully, Lin Yu sucked his teeth in hatred.
That's it?
Damn it.
The fire in my heart hasn't even been fully vented yet, how are they all down already?
Aren't they way too fragile?
Lin Yu instinctively turned his head left and right, scanning the alley, and found an unexpected delight.
There was still one who slipped through the net!
Looking at the scruffy man cowering in the corner, Lin Yu gave a ferocious grin and strode toward him.
Lin Yu decided to properly cherish this last remaining punching bag.
Approaching the man, Lin Yu grabbed him by the collar, pinned him against the wall with one hand, and hoisted him up.
After lifting the man's head to a suitable height, Lin Yu raised his fist.
He smashed his fist into the man's face, one punch after another.
After a few blows from fists as big as sandbags, the expression on the man's face smoothly transitioned from fear to agony, and then he quickly and peacefully closed his eyes.
Logically speaking.
Once a person had been beaten unconscious, one would generally let them go.
But not Lin Yu.
Looking at the man's dirty face that was already starting to swell, Lin Yu gritted his teeth in hatred.
Tianming.
Little Darling's terrible physical condition.
The fear and pressure from the past year.
Even his own recent departure and return.
All of this left Lin Yu with a lingering, bitter resentment.
Clenching his fists, just as Lin Yu was about to give him a few more punches to properly blow off steam.
Suddenly.
Lin Yu's heart tightened. As if warned by a sixth sense, he instinctively turned his head and looked toward the entrance of the alley.
At some unknown point, a strange man had appeared at the empty alley entrance.
The man didn't look very old.
He had a head of black hair that half-covered his eyebrows, loose but not messy.
He was panting like a bull, each rapid, deep breath looking as forceful as if he were trying to squeeze all the air out of his lungs and then inhale it all back in one go.
It looked as if he had sprinted all the way here for something incredibly urgent.
Seeing a passerby appear, Lin Yu stared at him intently and slowly released the poor bastard in his hand, letting the unconscious man slide to the ground.
Pulling out a tissue from his pocket that he always kept ready for Little Darling, Lin Yu withdrew his gaze and looked down to wipe the blood off his hands.
Seeing the stranger successfully snapped Lin Yu out of his rage, making him realize it was time to leave.
To avoid any unnecessary trouble if the unconscious girl woke up.
Lin Yu unethically tossed the blood-stained tissue onto the ground, taking large strides out of the alley, intending to leave just like that.
Anyway, the man who suddenly appeared seemed to know the unconscious woman in the alley.
He could leave the rest for him to handle.
Lin Yu strode toward the exit of the alley.
Just as he was about to brush past the man standing at the entrance, he heard the first words the man had spoken since arriving.
"Thank you."
Hearing the man's thanks, Lin Yu instinctively stopped in his tracks.
He turned his head to size up the young man, then looked back at the woman still lying unconscious in the corner of the alley.
Lin Yu turned back, resting his gaze on the heavily breathing man in front of him, and asked based on the thought that instinctively popped into his mind:
"Is she your girlfriend?"
Seeing the man rushing over in such a frantic state, Lin Yu naturally assumed he was the boyfriend of the unconscious woman inside.
"No."
The man's rapid breathing still hadn't completely calmed down. He shook his head while panting heavily and denied it.
"Then are you two friends?"
Lin Yu asked instinctively.
If not a girlfriend, then she must be a friend.
Otherwise, why would he rush over so anxiously? He had to have some sort of relationship, right?
To Lin Yu's surprise, the young-looking man in front of him, who was probably only in his twenties, shook his head again and gave an unexpected answer.
"No."
Lin Yu frowned upon hearing this. He looked the strange guy up and down again and asked curiously:
"Then what is your relationship with her?"
"..."
"No relationship."
"I know her, but she doesn't know me."
"I guess you could say we're alumni."
After a moment of silence, the man gave his answer.
Lin Yu's frown deepened.
What was the deal with this guy?
He claimed not to be familiar with the woman, yet he rushed over frantically when she was in danger.
A secret crush?
But it didn't really look like it.
When he looked at the unconscious woman inside, there wasn't a hint of heartache in his eyes, so he definitely didn't have any deep feelings for her.
Then why did he rush over so anxiously?
Looking at this baffling person, Lin Yu couldn't be bothered to entangle himself with him.
Ever since clashing with that wretched Tianming, Lin Yu absolutely despised baffling people like this.
He always felt that they had countless inextricable ties to that Tianming.
"Alright, alright."
"You know her anyway, right?"
"Then I'll leave her to you."
"No problem, right?"
Lin Yu asked straightforwardly.
Seeing the man nod, Lin Yu didn't dawdle any longer and strode away.
After buying some chestnut paste and the hawthorn cake that Su Yuyao wanted to eat at the market, Lin Yu took a taxi home.

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!